The first thing Arthur heard after returning from the dead was a scream. It echoed through the underground burial chamber with enough terror to make even a seasoned soldier hesitate. A guard stumbled backwards and crashed into a stone pillar. His face had become completely pale, and his trembling finger pointed toward the coffin at the centre of the chamber."Impossible..."The word escaped his lips like a prayer. Arthur slowly lifted his head. Every muscle in his body felt strange. Not weak.Not injured.Different.As though something fundamental had changed. The burial chamber had been constructed beneath the royal prison. Massive stone walls surrounded him on every side, each one engraved with silver runes designed to suppress spiritual energy.At least, that had been their purpose.Now deep cracks stretched across every rune.Some had completely shattered.Others flickered weakly before fading into darkness.Arthur stared at his hands.Hours earlier, the Soul Severance Sword had erased him

The creature attacked before Arthur could process its final words. The abyss beneath the shattered prison exploded with terrifying force as another colossal claw surged upward through the darkness. Jagged black scales scraped against stone and steel alike, reducing centuries-old walls to rubble. The impact sent shockwaves racing through the underground complex, throwing soldiers off their feet and collapsing entire sections of the prison.Arthur barely reacted in time. The mysterious woman grabbed his arm and pulled him backwards just as the claw smashed through the ground where he had been standing moments earlier. Fragments of stone erupted into the air. Dust swallowed the corridor.The surviving soldiers screamed as debris crushed them beneath tons of falling rock. Arthur struggled to keep his balance while the entire structure groaned around them. The prison was dying. Ironhaven's underground fortress had stood for hundreds of years, surviving wars, rebellions, and powerful cultiv

The moment the ancient voice uttered the name Eclipse Sovereign, the entire world seemed to recoil. Not merely the city.Not merely the kingdom.Reality itself. The colossal stone gate hanging above Ironhaven trembled as waves of crimson light poured from its ancient surface. Countless runes illuminated simultaneously, creating rivers of golden symbols that flowed across the heavens like celestial waterfalls.Arthur felt the change immediately. Pain exploded inside his soul. His knees slammed against the shattered stone beneath him. Blood spilt from his mouth. Every nerve in his body felt as though it had been thrust into molten fire. The agony surpassed anything he had experienced during his execution. It surpassed the Soul Severance Sword.It surpassed death itself. Because this pain was not attacking his body. It was attacking his identity. Memories that did not belong to Arthur Kensington battered the walls of his mind.Entire worlds flashed before his eyes. He saw armies marching b