All Chapters of LIROIDS: SNAKE: Chapter 151
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What Really Happened to Trina and Doom
Six Centuries Ago — The Ceremony of DoomsanyThe throne room had emptied for the night, but the people were having a feast in the dining room. Music was endless, lamps dimmed to amber glows, and the palace of Doomsany pulsed with the slow heartbeat of ancient stone.Doom had insisted on checking the room personally, in search of Trina, on discovering she was pregnant.She disliked Trina. And she disliked secrets even more.But the door she opened now froze her cold:Trina. Alone. In Snake’s Former chamber, she was folding ceremonial cloths to calm her nerves.Trina startled, quickly rising to bow. Her face painted innocence. Her hands were trembling just enough to look convincing.But Doom Liroid was not fooled.Not then.Not ever.She shut the door behind her.“Well,” Doom said, voice like a blade. “The little demon is with child.”Trina swallowed hard.“I am. But please… I beg you, I love Snake...”“Stop acting.” Doom’s lip curled. “I have ears in every court, even Tan’s filth-ridde
Where Trina Is Now — The Court of Tan
Deep inside Tan’s harem palace, a place carved from obsidian and lit with blue fire, Trina knelt before her mother, Aliya.Aliya’s face was a mask of heartbreak and rage.“You acted too early,” Aliya hissed. “You foolish girl! You have exposed yourself…and Tan is furious.”Trina clenched her fists.“It is his fault! He rushed me.”Aliya stepped forward sharply.“He believes you have fallen for the serpent. Tell me now…is it true?”Silence.Trina looked away.Aliya staggered back, hand covering her mouth.“Trina… you are my last surviving child. I cannot lose you to your father’s wrath.”Trina’s voice cracked, but not with fear. With grief.“Mother… I killed my own child.”Aliya’s eyes widened in horror.“What…?”“I killed my own child,” Trina repeated, voice hollow. “Because Tan ordered it. Because he said my bloodline must remain pure and untainted by Liroid filth.”Tears spilled down Aliya’s face.“And Rage…”“I hurt Rage because Father demanded proof of my loyalty,” Trina whispered
Tan Sets His Ultimate Trap
The torches in Tan’s obsidian war chamber flickered like dying souls as he traced a line across an ancient map, a route straight into Freya, the Dogs’ capital. He didn’t look at Trina when he spoke.“A battle is approaching. The world will bleed again. And you…” He said, gesturing toward her, “will not stand in the front lines. Not yet.”Trina, numb and hollow, merely frowned.“And where will I be?”Tan folded his hands behind his back.“Hidden. Waiting. When the chaos begins… when Liroids and Dogs and Warriors are all distracted…”He turned to her, eyes cold as frost.“…you will go for Snake.”Trina’s breath stopped.“So that’s it?” she whispered. “You expect me to deal the death blow?”Tan didn’t blink.“It is not up for negotiation.”Her voice cracked, rage, grief, guilt, everything all mixed.“And whose fault is that? Who isolated me? Who made me a monster so no one would ever accept me?”Tan gave a small, cruel smirk.“They were never meant to accept you. You were made to kill th
CENTER’S CONFRONTATION WITH SNAKE
The Hall of Ancients in Freya was cold, lit only by braziers burning with blue fire. Center, the Commander of the Dogs, stood with steel in his eyes. Beside him stood the silent tower of death, Assassin Liroid, head of the Assassins Guild, a man whose very breath felt like a threat.Snake walked in slowly.He didn’t bow.He simply stood there, empty, exhausted, waiting.Center spoke first, his voice low, furious, controlled only by duty.“You risked the sanity and safety of our people… for a woman. And not just any woman, a Mogro demon.”Snake said nothing.“When we first heard your choice of bride,” Center continued, “we said nothing. Out of respect. Out of loyalty. Out of belief in you.”Assassin’s eyes narrowed.“Then Doomsany happened,” he said. “Then the Devourer. Then the poison. And still we held back.”He took a single step forward.“But now, Snake… I ask you:Was it worth it?”Snake lifted his gaze, not defensive, not angry, just haunted.“I… honestly don’t know.”Assassin cl
EVILSIDE VISITS SNAKE — THE VERDICT
The evening in Freya was cold, unusually so. Snake stood alone on the balcony overlooking the training field where Liroid children chased one another, laughing, free as the wind.The world below him glowed with life.A life he felt slipping from his hands.A soft shift of wind announced her presence.Evilside stepped beside him, her robes whispering against the stone, her power dimmed only out of respect for his grief.For a long moment, they simply stood in silence.Then, softly, almost motherly, she spoke.“Do you remember,” she asked, “how many times I asked you about Glass’s prophecy?”Snake did not turn.He did not blink.He only answered in a tired, hoarse voice:“You asked me hundreds of times… and I always told you the same thing. That I would go with the flow of things.”Evilside exhaled, the sound almost a sigh.“And now look at you.”Snake finally lifted his gaze.At the field below.The children chasing fireflies.In the bright, fragile world that did not yet know war was
THE DEPARTED TENT — SNAKE LOST IN MEMORY
Liroid tradition dictated three full years of mourning for a child of the clans.But war was coming.The guilds negotiated a shortened period, three months, with the first three days spent entirely inside the Departed Tent, the sacred place where memory and spirit intertwined.By the third night, Snake had entered the deepest layer of remembrance…And reality around him dissolved.The present blurred.His eyes dimmed.And he sawShiver. Alive. Young. Laughing.Sky was chasing him across the academy courtyard, shouting in frustration:“Shiver! Come down from the fence before you…”Too late.Shiver vaulted over it like a wild flame, landing on both feet.Then the boy looked straight at Snake.Not past him.Not through him.At him.And smiled.“You can see me, right?”Snake froze.“Yes… Yes, I can.”Shiver nodded urgently.“Then help me escape! Sky won’t let me return home. I need my father.”Snake blinked; his reflection in a puddle showed not a grown man, but a boy.A boy called Rhel.
SNAKE WAKING — THE REBIRTH OF A LEGEND
The first thing Snake felt was warmth.Hands on his arms.A weight against his shoulder.The perfume of lily oil incense drifting through the air.He opened his eyes slowly.And saw his family.Dark sat at his right, eyes red around the edges but chin held high, stubborn as ever.Glass knelt at his left, wiping the dried ash from his jaw with a soft cloth.Rage sat close, palms pressed together in prayerful gratitude.Dragon crouched at the edge of his mat, relief flooding his sharp features.But near the entrance, half in shadow, sat Doom, unmoving, watching.A silent guardian.A silent judge.A silent mother.Her presence grounded him more than anyone else’s.Rage spoke first, her voice trembling.“Brother… I’m so happy you’re back.”Snake’s voice was hoarse but steady.“Shiver made sure of it.”Dark inhaled sharply, then whispered, “You need time to recover. The memory tents… they consume too much.”Snake shook his head slowly.“No. Shiver left something for me. A gift.”Dragon huf
TRINA’S BREAKING POINT — WHEN SHE REALIZES SNAKE IS COMING FOR HER
The torches in Tan’s harem flickered violently, though no wind touched them.The air felt heavier, like the moment before a storm breaks.Trina sat on the cold marble floor, her hands shaking.For the first time in centuries, she could not mask the fear clawing at her chest.She whispered, voice cracked:“He’s coming… Mama… he’s really coming for me.”Her mother, Aliya, knelt beside her and cupped her face gently.“Everyone has burdens to carry, my child,” Aliya murmured.“And yours… yours is the love you found in the wrong heart.”Trina pressed her forehead to her knees and sobbed silently.“I loved him… I loved him, and I ruined him.I ruined everything.”Aliya stroked her hair.“And now you pay the price for Tan’s ambitions, not your own.”Trina lifted her head, eyes swollen, haunted, hollow.“He won’t forgive me this time…Snake… he will kill me.”Aliya swallowed hard.“Then run. Escape before Tan uses you again.”But Trina shook her head violently.“I cannot run. Tan will find me
THE DESCENT OF THE GODS — THE VALLEY OF CELLOK SHAKES
The ground of Cellok trembled as beams of gold, blue, red, and silver light tore open the horizon.The Old Gods descended.Any other race would have fallen to their knees.But the Liroids…They only glanced up.Then went back to what they were doing.It was so typical of the Liroids that even the gods exchanged looks.Cion, Cirax’s son and husband to Love Liroid, daughter of Blood, stepped forward and bowed politely.“Welcome,” he said, as if greeting travellers on market day.Artes, god of fertile lands, grunted.“It is so like the Liroids to see us as nothing.”Before he finished, Carnage, Rage’s niece and daughter of Chaos, strode up, waving at Moon, the god of night and day.“Welcome, Father-in-law. Your face is one I am actually glad to see today.”Moon smiled.“I am happy to be of help.”Blood Liroid bowed to Cirax, but Armageddon, son-in-law of Ilia and brother to Rage’s line, scoffed loudly.“It is so like the Old Gods to come down from their fancy palaces only when it suits t
TRINA’S PRIVATE CRISIS — THE COLLAPSE OF A MISSION
Trina sat alone in the dim corridors of Mogro’s palace, the smell of burnt incense thick around her.Her hands shook.She knew Snake better than anyone.She had lived in his home, his bed, his shadow, his silence; she had learned every scar on his body, every nuance in his gaze.And she knew one absolute truth:He will kill me.He loved me once, but now that Shiver is dead…Snake will not hesitate.When the messenger raven brought word that Evilside had declared him Commander of the Liroids for the War of Tan, Trina’s stomach dropped.Snake with grief was deadly.Snake with purpose was unstoppable.Snake with both?Tan is mad to think anyone can stand against that.Yet Tan ordered her to strike him.She couldn’t decide which fate was worse:Being killed by Snake’s hand, or living forever cursed under Tan’s.Her mother, Aliya, whispered to her in the night:“You have a choice to make, my daughter.Obedience…or survival.”Trina felt the walls close in.THE WAR COUNCIL — SNAKE’S CLAIM AN