The chains dragged him down.Denilson’s golden fire blazed, searing the black links, but the abyss tightened, pulling him lower, deeper, beyond the battlefield where wolves howled. The stone floor gave way, swallowed by endless void, until only darkness remained.His body convulsed, blood dripping into the black, vanishing before it struck. His chest heaved, ribs broken, light sputtering.Then silence,No fire, No wolves, No Prime, Only darkness.He hung suspended in the chains, arms spread, his body shaking, his eyes dimming, Then voices, Not one, Not two, Hundreds, Thousands.Whispers rising from the dark, hissing in his ears, slithering into his mind.“Blood of Alpha… heir of wolves… every king before you has fallen…”Denilson gritted his teeth, straining against the bonds. His voice was hoarse, raw.“I’m not them.”The whispers laughed. Cruel. Mocking. Endless.Shapes emerged from the dark, Men, Women, Armored, Scarred, Eyes glowing gold, Specters.The Alphas who came before, Each

The fall had no end.Denilson’s body spun through darkness, his blood streaming behind him, dissolving before it touched anything. The Prime’s shadow writhed around him, claws sunk into his flesh, dragging him deeper.Beneath them, a vortex of teeth and fire churned, a black sun, endless and devouring, the heart of the abyss, The Prime’s voice thundered in his skull, closer now, crushing.“You think sacrifice makes you strong? You think dragging me down will save you? Fool. This place is mine. You are already dead.”Denilson roared through broken teeth, blood spraying. His golden eyes blazed though his body trembled.“If this is your world, then I’ll tear it apart.”The vortex widened, Shapes emerged within it, faces, twisted, screaming. Men, Women, Wolves, Thousands, chained and burning, their mouths open in endless wails.The dead Alphas, Every one who came before, Their voices rose in unison, thunderous, hopeless.“We fought. We bled. We ruled. And we burned. You will burn too.”Th

Denilson didn’t listen. His fists burned with golden fire as he slammed them into the Prime’s chest, searing shadow, splitting bone. The beast roared, claws raking him, tearing across his ribs. Blood sprayed, sizzling in the light.Still, he roared back, defiant.“Wolves, DON’T BOW!”The spectral pack surged in behind him. Their howls thundered, golden fire weaving into his. They tore at the Prime’s legs, its throat, its wings of shadow, But the beast was endless. Every wound healed with darkness. Every tear closed with fire.The pup leapt again, jaws snapping at its throat, pure defiance in its tiny body, The Prime roared, snapping it aside. The pup tumbled, yelping, its golden light dimming.Denilson’s heart cracked. Rage unlike any he’d felt before ripped through him. His golden fire flared, burning hotter, brighter.He seized the Prime by its throat, his voice a roar that split the liminal path.“You don’t touch what’s mine!”Above, in the mortal world, the fissure exploded.Golde

The battlefield was a storm of silence, Every wolf flattened itself to the earth, their howls muted, their ears pinned. The dynasties knelt in terror, but whispers hissed between them.“Look at his eyes…” “He’s split…” “If he’s the Prime, he must die”The fissure rumbled behind him, golden fire and black flame spilling like smoke from his body. Denilson’s chest heaved. His gaze swept the field, gold in one eye, shadow in the other.The conflict broke at once,Marcus, Still caught in Denilson’s grip, his arm crushed nearly to bone, his dagger trembling between them. He spat blood, his voice raw but defiant.“Kill him now! He’s no Alpha he’s a curse!”The dynasties stirred, emboldened by his scream. Several rose to their feet, blades drawn, hands sparking with ancestral power.Roland snarled, his scar glowing, stepping forward with his own men.“Try it, and the wolves will rip you to ribbons.”The dynasties bristled, but fear flickered in their eyes as the wolves growled, teeth bared, c

Jenna sobbed on her knees, trembling hands outstretched.“Denilson… don’t let him make you this…”The Prime’s voice oozed in his skull.“Choose. Kings do not beg. Kings decree. Kill, and rule.”Denilson’s lips trembled. His chest heaved. His fist clenched, Then his arm dropped, And he pointed, At Marcus.The wolves erupted in a frenzy, snarling, lunging, their howls shaking the earth, “No!” Jenna screamed, throwing herself forward, clawing through the dirt. “Denilson, no!”Marcus’s face hardened, his body shaking with rage as the wolves encircled him, fangs snapping inches from his throat.“So be it,” he growled, lifting his chin. “Better torn apart by wolves than bowing to a monster.”Roland shouted, voice booming, “Hold them back! HOLD THEM!” But the pack ignored him. The Alpha’s decree had been given.Wolves leapt, In the instant before teeth closed on Marcus’s flesh, Denilson roared.“STOP!”The battlefield shook, wolves crashing back as if thrown by invisible hands. The Prime sna