All Chapters of THE MAFIA'S FORGOTTEN SON: Chapter 251
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Chapter 242 — The First Guardian Chosen
The question did not echo it hit the world. A vibration so deep it rattled the golden roots beneath their feet and made the new sky tremble like a held breath.“THE WORLD MAKER MUST NAME THEIR FIRST GUARDIAN.”Lio stiffened in Jenna’s arms. Denilson’s hand froze mid-breath on their back. Jenna’s heart punched against her ribs so hard it hurt. The stranger staggered away, horrified. “No,” he whispered.“They’re too young this is too soon !”The Judge said nothing. The Architects remained bowed. The world itself waited. Lio’s fingers curled, trembling, gripping Jenna’s shirt as if it were the last real thing they had left.“I don’t know what that means” they whispered, voice breaking.Jenna pulled them close, speaking through tears. “It means you choose someone who protects the world with you. Someone strong. Someone you trust.”Denilson nodded gently, though his jaw was clenched tight enough to splinter. “You don’t have to pick who we expect. You pick who your heart says.”The Judge
Chapter 243 — When the Rift Opens Wide
The sky tore open as if someone had taken a blade to the horizon. Not a slit Not a crack A wound. Black. Ragged. Bleeding shadow.The sound pouring from it wasn’t a scream it was a thousand screams braided into one, layered until it became a terrible, rising hymn.Lio clung to Jenna so tightly their nails bit into her skin. Jenna didn’t flinch; she pressed one hand over their ear and held them against her chest. Denilson stepped forward. Not running. Not charging.Claiming. Golden light unfurled from the new mark burned across his spine like molten scripture.Every pulse from the rift made it flare brighter. The Judge’s voice resonated like a war drum. “THE SECOND WAVE APPROACHES.”The stranger backed up slowly, eyes wide with horror. “Second ? There wasn’t supposed to BE a second. A world this young shouldn’t”The Judge cut him off. “TESTING WAS INTERRUPTED.”“EVALUATION PROTOCOLS SHIFT.”“THEY COME TO FORCE COLLAPSE.”Jenna turned sharply. “Who’s they?”But she didn’t need the answ
Chapter 244 — The Titan of the Rift
The sky convulsed. Not shook convulsed, like something enormous was being dragged through a doorway far too small for it.The rift split wider, black lightning spidering from its edges, cracking across the newborn sky like fractures in glass. Each pulse sent tremors through the world, bending the golden grass, rattling the very roots of the colossal tree behind Jenna.Denilson hovered above the battlefield, golden fire lifting him effortlessly.His new Guardian mantle glowed brighter with each heartbeat but even that light dimmed compared to the shadow descending from the rift.Jenna clutched Lio closer, shielding their eyes. The stranger backed away a step. Then two steps. “Oh no” he breathed. “Not that. Not them.”Jenna’s voice trembled despite her attempt to hold it steady. “What is that? What’s coming through?”The stranger shook his head in disbelief. “The things you fought before? Those were voidlings. Scavengers. Echoes.”His eyes widened as something massive pressed against the
Chapter 245 — Where the Heart Takes Root
The world held its breath. Still trembling from battle, still streaked with cracks of gold and shadow, still raw and new yet waiting. Waiting for one small family to speak its purpose into existence.Denilson knelt with one arm around Lio, his chest still heaving from the fight. Jenna crouched beside them, her forehead touching his temple, grounding him, trembling with exhaustion and relief.Around them the clearing glowed faintly, golden dust rising from the soil as the world’s core listened. The Judge hovered in silence like an eclipse suspended in midair. The Architects stood in rigid stillness.Even the stranger dared not breathe too loudly.Because this next choice wasn’t a trial. It was creation. “CHOOSE WHERE YOUR WORLD’S HEART WILL BE BUILT.”The Judge’s voice wasn’t cold this time. It echoed more like a proclamation. Lio’s fingers clung to their parents’ hands. Their eyes, still shimmering faintly gold, flicked between Jenna and Denilson with the anxious curiosity of someone
Chapter 246 — Down Where Shadows Breathe
The tree swallowed them whole. Not violently but with the slow, deliberate certainty of a door that had been waiting centuries to open.Golden bark parted like soft light peeling away from itself, revealing a stairway that spiraled downward into roots thicker than pillars, glowing weakly in the dim. The glow didn’t warm. It merely outlined the path like dying embers.Denilson led the way. Lio held tightly to both parents' hands one small palm clasping Jenna’s, the other clutching Denilson’s newly marked fingers. Every step they took made the world around them thrum, as though they were descending into a giant heartbeat.The deeper they moved, the more the light shifted. Gold dimmed into amber. Amber into pale white. White into gray. And finally Into black.Not empty black. Breathing black. Jenna’s voice was a whisper. “Do you feel that?”Denilson nodded once, jaw set. “It knows we’re here.”Lio looked up at him, their voice very small. “Is it afraid of us?”Denilson squeezed their ha
Chapter 247 — Ascension of the World-Maker
The climb back to the surface felt longer than the descent. Not because the path stretched but because the air changed.Every step up the glowing roots made the air thicker, warmer, charged with some rising current that Jenna felt first against her skin, prickling her arms like static. Denilson sensed it next the Guardian mantle tightening across his shoulders, reacting to the world above.Lio, small and quiet in Jenna’s arms, lifted their head. “Something’s waiting I can feel it.”Denilson’s grip around Jenna’s waist tightened protectively. “We face it together,” he murmured.But even he could hear the hum behind the world now a vibration like a chorus rising to greet something divine. They emerged from the roots, and the sky was no longer the sky they’d left.Golden light streaked across the heavens, spiraling in patterns that hadn’t existed moments ago. The clouds now fully formed shone with iridescent hues. Wind swirled gently around them as if bowing, and directly above the gold
Chapter 248 — Into the Splintered Sky
Light exploded blinding, white-gold light and then the world ripped. Not the whole world. Just the sky.Just the part where Lio had stood, bathed in warmth only seconds earlier. Now that warmth was gone.Jenna’s scream cut through the thunderous collapse of the Throne. “LIOOO!”She lunged for the shattered bridge of gold, but Denilson caught her mid-step, arms locking tight around her waist. The golden path still burned like molten sunlight; stepping on it would have turned her to ash.Jenna struggled violently, eyes frantic. “LET GO DENILSON, THEY’RE UP THERE!!!”“I KNOW!” Denilson roared, holding her with everything he had.“I KNOW, JENNA! But you’ll die!”Jenna choked on a sob, collapsing forward against him, fingers digging into his jacket. The sky above them wasn’t a sky anymore.It was a fissure of two opposing forces one gold, one black twisting into each other like tangled threads being pulled apart.The celestial Throne, once radiant and ordered, now hung in jagged pieces. B
Chapter 249 — The Herald of the Grey Veil
The air shifted. Not violently Not with the ripping ferocity of the Throne’s collapse. But with a slow, inevitable pressure like the sky inhaling in preparation for something ancient.Denilson’s grip on Lio tightened instinctively. Jenna felt it too, prickling down her spine like cold fingers. Lio, still trembling in their parents’ arms, lifted their head. “There’s something out there.”The Judge and the Architect moved in unison their forms brightening with defensive geometry, glyphs spinning faster around their bodies, The stranger stared at the horizon, voice cracking.“No no please, not now”Denilson spun toward him. “What the hell is a Herald?”The stranger swallowed. “They’re not Architects. They’re not scouts. They’re older. Older than correction. Older than order.”Jenna’s breath faltered. “Older than the Architects?”The stranger nodded shakily. “The Heralds awaken only when a world becomes powerful enough to rival the Architect Order. They don’t come to destroy. They come t
Chapter 250 — The Ones Who Take
The horizon split open. Not like the Throne’s burst of gold, nor the Shadow’s tear of black but with a cold, surgical precision, as if an invisible blade sliced reality from top to bottom.Jenna tightened her grip on Lio. Denilson stepped forward, shoulders broadening, aura flaring like a living shield.The Herald remained statue still. The stranger trembled. “They they’re early. They shouldn’t be here this soon. The world isn’t even fully formed”Denilson didn’t look away from the widening fissure. “Who are they?”The stranger’s voice cracked. “The Collectors.”Jenna’s heart dropped. “Collectors of what?”The Herald answered, tone flat with ancient certainty “Collectors of power.”Lightning grey, cold, controlled flashed within the rift. Not chaotic like a storm. No thunder. No sound at all.Just light. Light shaped like weapons. Then figures emerged. Silhouettes stepping calmly from the tear in reality, each one tall, slender, and draped in rigid armor that resembled sculpted obsidi
Chapter 251 — The One Who Watches the Veil
The world held its breath. Not a metaphor everything stopped. Grass froze mid sway. Dust halted mid air. The golden tree’s falling leaves paused between branches and earth, suspended by an invisible hand.Even sound folded inward. The only movement came from the widening rift above them a vertical wound splitting the sky into trembling halves.The Collectors stood before it, unmoving, waiting like statues carved from darkness and purpose. The Herald floated opposite them, arms extended, robes stirring in a wind that wasn’t there.Jenna pressed Lio against her chest. Denilson stepped in front of them, the full breadth of his Guardian mantle flaring in jagged arcs of black gold.“What is that?” Jenna whispered, staring upward in horror.The thing emerging from the rift was too large to grasp all at once. At first it looked like a shadow.Then a tower Then something like a person, but every time Jenna blinked, the shape shifted refused definition refused understanding.The stranger fell