All Chapters of Heir by Dawn: Chapter 51
- Chapter 60
140 chapters
Chapter 51: The Legion’s Chorus
Ethan’s breath tore ragged from his lungs. The void no longer pulsed with the measured rhythm of the Key.It was chaos threads snapping, nodes shattering, golden cracks racing across the black lattice like fire through dry wood.And the voices. Too many voices. Layered, overlapping, crushing. “Prey marked.” “The hunt begins.”“The Key burns last.”Dozens. Hundreds. All screaming at once. Ethan staggered forward, clutching his head, ears bleeding. “shut up!”His shout vanished in the din. The lattice convulsed. The silver threads he had used to shield himself flickered and collapsed.Golden hands pressed through the cracks, fingers gouging reality itself. Jaws gnashed, eyes flared, all turning toward him. “There. There he is. The flame.”“The beacon. The Key.” “Take him. Break him. Burn him.”Ethan fell to his knees, teeth gritted, blood streaming from his nose. “No you don’t get to touch me. You don’t get to take me.”He slammed his palms against the floor of the void. White light erup
Chapter 52: The First Touch
The heir tilted its head. “Curious. Flame resists flame. You are stronger than the others. Good. We will enjoy breaking you.”Its other hand shot forward, plunging through Ethan’s sternum. Ethan screamed as fire licked his veins, his body becoming glass about to shatter.The remnant’s voice flickered at the edges, faint and desperate. “Ethan don’t let it rewrite you fight.”The heir snarled, golden light devouring the silver remnant in an instant. “Silence, ghost. You are ash.”Ethan coughed blood, eyes wide. His skin cracked with light, as if his bones glowed through his flesh. “stop.”The heir bent lower, its molten face inches from his. “No. Begin.”Images poured into his skull cities burning, oceans boiling, Victor’s fists breaking against flame, Miriam crushed under molten claws, Julian’s laughter cut short by a molten blade, the hybrid screaming as golden fire consumed him.“NO!” Ethan roared, thrashing. His body flared with white heat, shoving the heir’s hand back a fraction. “
Chapter 53: The Echo From Below
The hybrid’s eyes rolled with terror. “Once the mark binds, the heirs don’t just whisper they rewrite. His Key-space isn’t his anymore it’s theirs.That echo? That’s them dragging his voice into the chorus. That’s them turning him.”Miriam’s shard slipped from her hands, clattering against stone. She whispered, voice broken, “No… Ethan would never he’d fight it.”The fissure answered with a second echo. “I… won’t… break…”, Ethan’s voice. His real voice. But overlaid, torn apart, stitched with the heirs’ chorus. “…you already are.”Victor’s knuckles went white. His heart warred between rage and terror. “Ethan fight it! You’re stronger than them!”The heir above the fissure laughed, a sound that shook the mountains. “He cannot hear you. He is with us now.”Julian spat blood, shadows trembling weakly around him. “That’s a lie. He’s still fighting. You heard him.”Miriam stood, swaying, fire flickering around her broken shard. Her eyes burned with tears. “If he’s fighting, then we have to
Chapter 54: The Hands of Fire
The ground buckled as the second golden hand burst from the fissure, scattering molten stone in every direction.Victor leapt back, his boots skidding across ash and fractured rock. The heat singed his skin, but he didn’t move his eyes from those hands that looked human. Hands that looked like Ethan’s.Miriam stumbled closer, broken shard pressed to her chest. Tears streaked her soot-stained cheeks. “It’s him it has to be him.”Julian barked a laugh, coughing blood into his palm. “Yes, darling, it looks like him. But so does a puppet when the strings are pulled just right.”he hybrid was on the ground, shaking, muttering to himself. “Too late, too late, too late…”. Then the fissure widened. From the molten glow, a head emerged.Not fully heir, not fully human. Ethan’s face ashen skin, eyes glowing white-hot, lips cracked like cooling stone. His hair burned at the edges, strands dissolving into ash.He dragged himself higher, body convulsing, voice torn between a scream and a growl. “V
Chapter 55: Fists in the Fire
Then Ethan’s mouth twisted into a grin too wide, too sharp. The heir’s voice bellowed through him. “Got you.”Golden fire surged up Ethan’s arm and into Victor’s chest. Victor screamed as molten light tore through him, blistering his skin, searing bone.Miriam shrieked, rushing forward. Julian’s shadows flared wildly. The hybrid collapsed, wailing.Victor’s last sight before the fire consumed his vision was Ethan’s fractured face half agony, half smile as the legion laughed through him.The moment Victor’s hand locked onto Ethan’s burning arm, the world ripped away. Flame swallowed everything sky, earth, breath. His scream tore from his chest, but it vanished into a roar louder than thunder.His body felt like it was being hammered from every side, bones cracking, skin flaying, blood boiling. Then he opened his eyes and saw nothing but the void.Not silver, not black. Only gold. A lattice of molten light stretched forever, writhing like a cage alive. Hands clawed through the cracks, j
Chapter 56: Fists Against the Legion
“Victor ,it’s me I’m still here!”. Victor staggered forward, blood pouring from his mouth, fists blazing. “Then fight with me! Don’t let them take you!”The heir’s molten face split wider, golden jaws opening to swallow them both. Victor planted his feet, fists raised, eyes blazing. “Come on, then! Let’s see if the legion can break a fist that’s never lost!”The void screamed. Ethan screamed. The heirs screamed. And as Victor hurled himself forward, he saw it Ethan’s white light flaring from within, struggling against the gold.Not gone. Not yet. The void was fire. Claws, jaws, golden cracks spreading like veins of lightning. Screams piled over each other until sound itself broke.Victor’s fists blazed white, every strike detonating with sparks that shattered hands before they could close around him. But there were too many.He staggered back-to-back with Ethan. Ethan’s body flickered between white fire and molten gold, his veins splitting the difference. His face twisted with pain, b
Chapter 57: The One Who Emerged
“Shut up!” Victor roared, shaking him. “You’re the Key! You’re the one they’re after! You’re the one we can’t lose!”The heirs hissed, delighted by the struggle. “Choose. Choose. Choose.”The black-flamed figure reappeared in the cracks, its eyes burning like stars. Its whisper cut through the storm. “One stays. One escapes. It is truth.”Ethan’s face twisted with horror. “Victor don’t.”Victor’s fists trembled. His breath came ragged. He stared at Ethan, then at the golden hands crawling closer, at the heir’s molten grin.His voice was raw, torn. “Then I’ll decide.”He raised his burning fist. The void screamed. Ethan screamed. The heirs screamed. And Victor swung. The fissure in the sky was no longer a scar. It was a wound.Black fire bled outward in ribbons. Golden cracks forked like lightning across the horizon. The air itself trembled, thick with static, screams of heirs bleeding faintly through the wind.Miriam clutched her throat as the sound pressed in, hundreds of voices over
Chapter 58: The Hybrid Flame
Julian shook his head, backing away. His voice was hoarse. “That’s not him. That’s not Victor. That’s.”“Don’t.” Miriam’s voice cracked like glass. “Don’t say it. You don’t know.”The factions stirred. A commander of the Steel Guard barked to his troops: “Weapons up!” Shields snapped into place, rifles charged.Across the plaza, zealots in crimson robes dropped to their knees, raising their hands in frenzied worship. “The Flame made flesh! The union of light and gold!”The figure stopped in the center of the plaza. His chest heaved once, twice. His shadow stretched unnaturally long, splitting into claws against the stone.Miriam broke free from Julian’s grip. She stumbled forward. “Ethan it’s me! It’s Miriam! Please, tell me it’s you!”Julian lunged to grab her but froze when the figure’s gaze cut toward him. The golden eye burned with alien hunger. The white one flickered with human pain.For a moment, both stared at Miriam. The air trembled with the weight of it. And then the voices
Chapter 59: The Fractured Core
The void was gone. No lattice. No silver. No sky. Only walls of glass, cracked and endless, reflecting faces upon faces. Ethan’s. Victor’s. And something else something molten, golden, laughing in every shard.Ethan’s voice ripped through the dark: “Victor! where are you?!”“Here!” Victor’s roar thundered back, fists slamming against unseen walls. His outline flickered in one shard, then another. He was trapped in reflection, his fire sputtering but unbroken.The void had collapsed. No lattice. No threads. No way out. Now there was only a hall of shattered mirrors stretching forever, cracked and bleeding light.Each shard reflected something different: Ethan’s face burning white, Victor’s fists blazing, and, in too many, the golden heir’s molten grin stretching wider than the world.The air was thick with screams. Not from outside inside. Ethan’s. Victor’s. The legion’s. All clawing for the same breath.“Victor!” Ethan’s voice was raw, torn out of him. He staggered across a floor of g
Chapter 60: The Fire That Spoke
The fissure still pulsed in the sky, wide as a wound, dripping light. Every few seconds a ripple of heat tore through the capital; glass warped, banners burned to ash.Miriam stood on what had been the plaza’s center. The stones under her feet were still hot.Julian crouched beside the remnants of his data case, the screens flickering with unreadable symbols. His voice came out in fragments.“They’re merging frequencies… the Key-space is leaking. That thing whoever it is doesn’t just exist here. It’s echoing through everywhere.”Miriam barely heard him. Her eyes stayed fixed on the hybrid.He it stood motionless amid the smoke, head tilted, gaze blank. The white eye flared once, soft as a heartbeat. The gold one never stopped burning.People had begun to move again: soldiers forming a perimeter, zealots chanting, civilians running. Every faction wanted to claim the moment, but none dared get too close.Julian whispered, “If we don’t contain it, the heirs’ signal keeps spreading. The w