Glass's Secret ScrollSnake had not gone far from Bron’s gates when the memory of Glass’s panic struck him again.She was never frantic, not like that.Never disordered. Never unfocused.Something was wrong.As they traveled with Flavor Liroid, Dragon finally asked:Dragon: “You keep glancing back. What’s wrong?”Snake: “Glass hid something. Pattern covered for her. And she was searching for a scroll.”Flavor, riding on a shimmering divine stag, perked up. “Oho? A scroll? What kind?”Snake shot him a look. “Do you know something?”Flavor tapped his lips. “I know everything, darling. Glass was hiding a prophecy scroll. One written by Xylem herself.”Both Snake and Dragon stopped their mounts. “A prophecy?”Flavor twirled his hair, pleased with the drama he’d dropped. “Mhm. A forbidden one. About a serpent child and the one who will try to steal him."Snake’s blood went cold, “Steal… who?”Flavor smiled. “Your son, of course.”Dragon whispered a curse.Flavor, “Glass saw the future. A s

Evilside’s Rage Shakes the RealmsAcross the heavens, every god paused.Across the underlands, every demon hid.Across mortal plains, storms changed direction.Because Evilside, Eyela awoke her wrath.The skies bled red.The rivers boiled.The great tree in Cellok trembled.And the entire world felt her voice, a scream woven through existence:“YOU AGAIN.”For the first time since Seyal’s death, the cosmos knew true terror.Centuries of Buried HorrorLong before Dendra, before Doom, before the Liroid clans were divided, Evilside had once hunted a creature older than gods.Lord Glen, a nobleman who had taken her by force in early Cellok, had vanished for a few years after his encounter with her.When she found him…His body was hollowed out.His ribcage had become a den.A crawling, shifting shadow fed on the bones of the dead,and when Seyal's spirit intervened,He died to protect her.Eyela buried the memory so deep that even the old gods forgot.But the presence she felt now matched

The sea was black that night.Not shadowed.Not dim.Black, as though someone had killed the sky and drowned its corpse beneath the waves.No stars.No moon.Only the whisper of the surf like dying prayers.The Isle of Darkness rose slowly from the void, cliffs ribbed with violet fire, the ancient veins of primordial power that only Evilside’s bloodline could tame. Towers jutted from the stone like the ribs of a fallen celestial titan. And above it all, drifting like a crown of ghosts, the faint song of the Divine Liroids shimmered across the air.Even Dragon, whose tongue rarely knew silence, stood wordless.A sound that old commanded it.Flavor touched Snake’s arm lightly, voice unusually gentle. “You need rest. This isle eats the weary.”He led them through the Gates of Carved Moonlight, pale doors that shimmered with runes older than Tan’s oldest conquest. The corridor beyond was lined with towering statues of the First Divine Liroids, faces impossibly beautiful, carved with preci

The Isle of Darkness woke violently.Not with the usual chants of the priestesses, but with a BOOM so powerful it shook the moon-pools and rattled the obsidian towers.Dragon sat up in his chambers. “That better not be Dream.”Another explosion. “…It’s Dream.”Across the courtyard, Divine Guards sprinted in circles, smoke rising from the Hall of Discipline.Snake stepped out of his room, rubbing his temples. “It’s too early for this.”Frost, already in healer robes, waved a glowing staff. “GREED LIROID HAS ARRIVED!”Which explained everything.THE TRAINING ARENA: A COMPLETE WARZONEThe Divine Training Arena looked like a battlefield.Statues melted.A fountain screamed.Two divine apprentices were stuck to the ceiling by golden webbing.A tree was on fire, underwater.Dream stood in the middle, laughing like a madman. “I LIKE THIS BOY!”Greed Liroid, short, sharp-eyed, glowing with uncontrollable power, stood proudly on a shattered platform. “That was a warm-up. Do you want to see my

The Isle of Darkness was usually calm in the mornings.Not today.A rumbling boom echoed across the courtyard.Dragon froze mid-sword-swing.Snake turned sharply.Flavor’s concubines ducked behind pillars.Dream grinned like a demon. “Ah. She is here.”Rage stomped through the gates like a crimson thunderstorm.Hair flying.Eyes blazing.Aura crackling like a wrathful goddess.She pointed at Snake. “I want to see how you’re training these children I keep hearing about.”Snake blinked.Dragon groaned.DRAGON: A MAN WHO JUST REALIZED THE WORLD IS ENDINGDragon: “Rage… who’s with the children?”She shrugged. “Sky.”Dragon dropped his sword so fast it clanged across the marble. “SKY? As in… Cirax? As in…PASSION IS THERE!”Rage blinked innocently. “Well, yes. Passion likes him.”Snake choked. “SHE IS TWELVE!”Dragon started pacing like a madman. “Sky doesn’t know! Sky doesn’t THINK! He’s a Cirax! He smiles at people, and they fall in love!”Dream dropped from the ceiling to join in the ch