All Chapters of The Necromancer King: Chapter 41
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Father Prays
Dorian stood alone in the cold chamber. The others had gone to fight. He looked at the glowing tomb, light moved like water under ice. "Kane," he whispered. "You’re my son, please stay alive." Dorian placed his palm against the stone. His fingers twitched, but he did not pull away.Then it came.Thump, thump.The stone jumped beneath his hand.Dorian froze. His own heart started beating faster. The tomb pulsed again, like something huge turning in its sleep. The mountain was silent, he had a weird feeling that something was awakening.Dorian stepped back. “What did i just feel?” The tomb glowed brighter. A soft mist rose from the carvings on the walls, then a woman made of light appeared–her hair was made of silver mist. Her eyes burned red like fire.Dorian clenched his fists tightly, hoping no one would notice how much his hands were shaking. “If you’re really there,” he said, trying to keep his voice steady, “speak up.”The spirit smiled. “I am Lyra, the Prison Keeper.” “You’re
Exile
Malachar stood in the middle of the burning village. Flames danced around him like loyal pets. Smoke filled the sky and turned everything grey. Screams echoed from every direction. People ran, but there was nowhere to hide.Kane watched from a distance. His body was hurting. His power was almost gone. He held Seraphine’s hand tightly. She was breathing so fast while Vesper stood on his other side, her crimson eyes glowing.Malachar turned slowly. His golden eyes found Kane across the smoke. He smiled like a father who was disappointed in his son. “You opened the door for me,” Malachar said. His voice carried through the fire. “Now watch what I do with the world you gave me.” Kane felt cold fear in his stomach. He stepped forward. “Stop this,” he shouted. “These people did nothing to you.” Malachar laughed. " I have been released to rule the world.He raised one hand more dead rose from the ground. They moved toward the last houses to destroy them. There were more screams that f
Is This A Dream??
Kane woke up on something hard and cold, a stone his head laid on like it was a pillow. He had forgotten what warmth felt like a long time ago. For a few seconds, he did not move at all because his body felt heavy, like someone had placed an invisible weight on his chest and shoulders. His head throbbed slowly, every part of him hurt, even breathing felt like work. He opened his eyes slowly. The sky above him was dark, almost like black clouds hovering. It was just empty and dull. He stared at it for a moment, trying to understand where he was and how he got there, but his comprehension abilities felt slow, like they were still waking up.Then it came back, he remembered the black hole, the pull. Seraphine’s hand holding his tightly, Vesper grabbing his other arm. The feeling of everything breaking apart at once. Kane pushed himself up.The moment he moved, pain shot through his ribs and spread across his back like fire. He sucked in a sharp breath and paused, waiting for the pain
Tales Of The Nine
Kane wanted to understand what was going on. “Let me tell you about them,” she said softly. “One by one so you understand what you are facing.” The first drawing was a boy who looked exactly like him. He stood in front of a black mirror with his hand reaching out. His eyes were full of hope. “That was the First Kane,” the old woman said. “He was a simple grave digger, just like you. When the system woke up inside him, he thought it was a blessing. He believed he could use the power to help people. To stop families from losing their loved ones forever. He grew strong quickly, he raised skeletons, fought the Church knights and met a shadow girl, fell in love. They reached the tomb together–he opened the sarcophagus because he truly believed he was doing something good for the world.” The old woman paused, her voice became sad. “He touched the black heart–Malachar came out and thanked him. The First Kane was so happy. He thought they would build a better world together, but Malachar
Another Strange World
“I need to go,” he said. “I need to find answers. I need to find a way back to Seraphine.” The old woman nodded. “The black tower is where you will find more truth,” she said gently. “But be careful, child. The dead walk that path and the grey man waits for every new Kane.” Kane stepped out of the small warm house into the cold grey world. The ash-colored sky pressed down on him. The air still tasted like old smoke. He looked toward the tall black tower in the distance. It looked like a shadow that had grown too tall. It made him feel goose bumps just looking at it. He started walking.Every step felt heavy– the grey dust stuck to his boots. He kept thinking about the stories the old woman told him. The First Kane who trusted too much, the Fourth Kane who begged for his love and lost her and the Ninth Kane who turned on his Seraphine. All of them failed–all of them looked like him. “I don't know how they came about but all I know is I will not be like them,” he whispered to himsel
The Thread Between Worlds
SERAPHINE'S POVSeraphine hit the ground hard, dust and ash flew up around her. For a moment, everything was silent except for the ringing in her ears.She pushed herself up quickly. Her hands were shaking. She looked at the empty space where Kane had been standing just seconds ago. The black hole was gone.Kane was gone.“Kane!” she screamed. Her voice tore out of her throat. She crawled forward on her knees, reaching out to the empty air like she could pull him back if she tried hard enough. “Kane! Come back! Please!” Vesper landed nearby and got up fast. She looked at the same empty spot. Her crimson eyes narrowed.“He is gone,” Vesper said quietly. “Only him. The hole took only Kane.”Seraphine let out a sound that was not quite a sob. It was deeper, she pressed her forehead to the cold ground. Her shoulders shook. “I should have held on tighter,” she whispered. “I should have held on…”Vesper moved closer. She put a steady hand on Seraphine’s back. “This is not your fault,” she
Walking With Lily
Kane and Lily walked side by side through the grey dust. The black tower stood tall in the distance, like a dark finger pointing at the empty sky. Every step Kane took felt heavy, his body was still tired from everything that had happened, but he kept moving, he had to.Lily held his hand tightly. Her small fingers were cold, but she did not let go. She looked up at him every few minutes, like she was checking if he was still real.“You really stopped for me,” she said after a while. Her voice was quiet. “The other Kanes never did that. They just walked past me, some of them even looked scared of me.”Kane looked down at the little girl. She reminded him so much of how Seraphine must have been when she was small—brave even when the world was scary. “I could not leave you there,” he said gently. “You were alone and hungry–I know how that feels.”Lily squeezed his hand a little tighter. “My mama used to say the same thing. She said we should always help people when we can. Then the dead
The Test Begins
Kane stood in the middle of the big room inside the black tower. The Grey Man’s words still echoed around them. The floor shook under his feet–the walls moved like they were alive. The carvings of the nine previous Kanes seemed to watch him with sad eyes. “Welcome to your test, Tenth Kane,” the Grey Man said again. His voice was calm, but it felt heavy. “Let us see how long your love lasts.” Lily held Kane’s hand tighter. She was shaking. “What is happening?” she whispered.Kane gently pushed her behind him. “Stay close to me,” he said. “Do not let go.”The Grey Man waved his hand slowly. The air in front Of them shimmered. New images appeared on the walls—moving pictures, like memories coming to life.Kane saw the First Kane again. He watched the boy open the sarcophagus with hope in his eyes. He watched Malachar thank him, then started burning villages. He watched the First Kane break after three days when he lost the girl he loved. “You see?” the Grey Man said quietly. “He
Future Father
Kane ran with Lily held tightly in his arms. His legs burned and his chest felt like it was on fire but he did not stop. Behind them, the sound of dead soldiers marching grew louder. Their heavy footsteps shook the ground, their red eyes glowed through the fog like small, hungry fires.Lily buried her face in his neck. Her small body was trembling. “Papa, they are still coming,” she shouted. Her voice was so loud, so scared. Kane said, breathing hard. “Just hold on to me. I will not let them take you, I promise.”He turned sharply behind a broken stone wall and kept running. The grey world blurred around him–burnt houses, black trees, dust....everything looked the same–hopeless. He kept moving because he had to, his arms started to feel heavy. Lily was not heavy, but fear and tiredness were making everything harder. He slowed down near an old, half-broken house that still had part of its roof. He pushed the door open with his shoulder and stepped inside.The inside was dark and du
Mirror Reveal
After a while, Lily spoke again. “There is a place,” she said. “Where there's an old mirror. The other Kanes talked about it, they said it might be a way out but it asks for something in return.” Kane nodded slowly. “Then that is where we will go next but first, we rest a little. You and I need strength.” “Lily,” he said quietly, his voice low so he would not startle her. "Where can I find this mirror?” Lily lifted her head slowly. She looked up at him with those big, serious eyes. She was quiet for a long moment, as if deciding how much to say. Then she spoke. “It is not at the black tower,” she said. “The grey man wants everyone to think the answers are there but the real mirror is hidden. It is in the old ruined temple, past the dead forest. Mama told me about it once. She said it was built long ago, before Malachar won. It is a place where souls can cross between worlds, but it always asks for something important.” Kane listened carefully. He did not rush her–he wanted to und