All Chapters of The Devil's Heir: Chapter 71
- Chapter 72
72 chapters
Chapter 71: The Prisoner
They did not touch the door.Elias stood in front of the massive stone slab, the golden pendant warm against his chest, and shook his head once. The matching symbol carved into the black rock pulsed faintly in answer, as if inviting him closer. He stepped back instead.“We’re not opening it,” he said. “Not until we know exactly what is on the other side.”Kira kept her rifle trained on the seal, though the weapon felt suddenly inadequate. “Some secrets are better left buried. That thing has been locked down here under a church, under a records office, under an entire district of people who stopped needing food. Whatever is inside has been contained for a reason. Opening it because the symbol matches your pendant is the fastest way to repeat every mistake that created the first portal.”Romeo’s voice came from the stairwell behind them. He had followed their trail into the quarantined zone after the facility’s morning quiet made him restless, arriving in time to see the buried nave and
Chapter 72: The First Memory
The pendant did not wait for night.They had left the buried church and the sealed door behind, crossing back through the quarantined streets under the watchful eyes of the survivors. The return to the temporary facility was quiet, tense, and heavy with everything they had chosen not to open. Romeo walked with a slight limp. Kira kept scanning rooftops. Mira carried the recorded data like it might burn through her pack. Elias said almost nothing.They were halfway down a service corridor inside the facility when the golden pendant flared.It was not the gentle pulse he had grown used to. The light erupted against his chest in a sudden, blinding wave of amber and white. Heat flooded outward. The corridor walls dissolved. The sound of boots and generators vanished. In their place rose the black palace.Elias stood in the center of the vast throne hall, but he was no longer himself.He was a child.Small. Barefoot. Wearing a simple dark tunic that felt too large for his frame. The polish