Evan and Seraphina reached the bottom floor of the Abyss Prison, a giant black iron room wreathed in frost.The air was very cold, and the heavy grey mist smelled like old wet mud and dark rust water."We are at the very end of the hole, Evan," Seraphina whispered, her hand holding his coat sleeve very tight."The bad ice down here is biting my skin lines so hard," she added, her white teeth clicking together fast."The cold cannot save them from my hand," Evan answered, his voice deep and calm like a giant stone hill."I am going to break their ice walls into tiny pieces of dry sand dust tonight," he told her flatly.At the center of the room sat a massive white stone platform covered in ancient dragon chain links.Each big iron link was as thick as a big tree box, glowing with a bad red fire magic.A tall man with long grey hair and a pale face sat on the stones—this was Arthur Void, Evan's father.His face was very thin and white, his old blue robes torn into many dirty rags on the

Arthur Void opened his eyes slowly, his deep violet stars looking up at his son's long black cloak coat. The old man had deep wrinkles around his tired mouth, his thin white hair stuck to his wet forehead with dark sweat. "Evan... my sweet boy... you came down into this dark hole for my bones," the old man whispered weakly. He lifted his shaky, skin-and-bone arm, his fingers rough like tree bark as he reached for the black silk cloth. "I thought the big king would keep me in this box until my core turned into dry sand," the father sobbed. "Do not talk anymore, Father, you are with your son now," Evan said, his face looking very soft. His small voice was very thin, his chest bleeding from the ten long iron needle holes on his blue shirt. The dark red fluid made a messy puddle on the cold stone floor boards around his old leather shoes. Each little needle hole was green at the edge, pulsing with a bad magic that made his bones feel cold. "They drank my blue juice every single wi

The hundred elite Imperial Elders crash down from the marble skyscrapers directly into the mud."Help me! My bones are breaking!" the front elder yelled, his red silk robes turning dark in the wet dirt."The sky is falling down on our heads!" another old man shrieked, his white hair soaking in the puddle."Shut up and use your gold staves!" the leader barked, but his shiny pole was already split into small grey splinters."We can not call our blue fire lines anymore!" three top lords cried out together with big panic.Evan’s black hole swallows their bodies whole, turning their tier-9 cores into raw system power.The giant dark sun above his palm went "vroo" loud, drawing all the old men into the center circle fast."No! Please! I have ten boxes of gold tokens inside my palace room!" the front elder begged pathetically."Your tokens cannot buy your breath from my core tonight," Evan said, his voice deep and dual-toned."You made my father bleed for ten winters, so now you pay me back

Evan stepped out of the secret wine shop cellar room, his long black obsidian cloak blowing hard in the high mountain wind.The cold rain water drops were still falling fast from the dark sky clouds, but they did not touch his jade skin."The time for hiding under the floor boards is completely over now," Evan said, his deep voice dual-toned and very heavy.He looked back at the old wood door one last time, his violet eyes glowing like twin black stars against the gray mist.Inside the room, his mother Olivia and his father Arthur were holding hands nicely on the clean blue blanket bed."Go break their big gold chairs, my brave boy," Arthur called out weakly, his old hand waving through the door frame."We will be right here waiting for your leather shoes to come back from the king's tower," his mother added softly."I will not let a single bad mage breathe near their white pillows, Master Evan!" Linnea shouted out with big joy.The small healer girl stood up straight, her long golden

The three thousand death mages leap forward simultaneously, their red spears forming a giant fire ball.The hot white steam went up a hundred miles, making the capital street lamps go pop fast."Look at that big red light coming down, General!" a captain shouted, his white hair flying wild."We are going to turn this whole street block into hot red soup right now!" another one yelled."Die now, you poor rogue demon!" the front captain screamed, throwing his light pole down hard."The Crown Prince will give us gold badges when your black coat turns to ash!" the leader barked."You talk too much about your small gold badges," Evan said, his voice deep and dual-toned."Your big fire ball is just a little puff of warm wind to my chest vest tonight," he added."He is not running away from our mass attack!" a soldier shrieked, his single good eye wide."Melt his leather shoes into green water before he can move his arms!" the captain ordered.Evan doesn't even move his sword to parry, simpl