All Chapters of THE LAST GODSLAYER : Chapter 1
- Chapter 5
5 chapters
Chapter 1 - THE BOY WHO REFUSES TO KNEEL
Rain.For seven straight days, the Kingdom of Asterion had seen nothing but rain.It drummed against tiled rooftops, flooded narrow alleyways, and turned the once-bustling market streets into rivers of mud. The people called it **Heaven's Blessing**, believing the Twelve Gods were washing away mankind's sins before the annual Festival of Ascension.Hans had stopped believing that years ago.He pulled the hood of his faded cloak lower over his face as he made his way through the crowded market district, balancing two woven baskets on a wooden shoulder pole. Fresh bread rested in one basket, while the other carried vegetables, herbs, and dried meat destined for the Grand Temple.The delicious aroma made his empty stomach tighten painfully.He hadn't eaten since yesterday morning.A baker called after him."Hans!"He stopped and turned.The voice belonged to **Old Bram**, whose beard was almost as white as the flour coating his apron.The old baker hurried over carrying a small cloth bun
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Chapter 2 - ECHOES BENEATH THE RAIN
Morning arrived without sunlight.A blanket of ash-grey clouds covered the Kingdom of Asterion, leaving the city beneath a dull twilight despite the hour. The rain had finally stopped, yet no one celebrated.Something had changed.People who had laughed in the market yesterday now spoke in whispers.Temple bells no longer rang their cheerful morning hymns.Instead, armed knights patrolled every district, questioning merchants, checking travellers, and watching the crowds with unusual vigilance.Rumours spread faster than fire.*"The statue cried blood."**"A demon was seen above the Temple."**"The gods are angry."**"The end is coming."*Every version was different.Every version was wrong.---Hans stood outside Old Bram's bakery before dawn, stacking fresh loaves onto a wooden cart.The old baker emerged carrying another basket."You were early.""I couldn't sleep."Bram nodded."I didn't either."For a while they worked in silence.The familiar routine usually brought comfort.Tod
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Chapter 3 - THE HUNTERS IN WHITE
The heartbeat vanished.The underground library became so quiet that Hans wondered if he had imagined it.No...He knew he hadn't.He had felt it.Not with his ears.With something far deeper.The sound had echoed inside his chest.His pulse slowly returned to normal.Across from him, the three White Inquisitors stood without moving.Their porcelain masks revealed nothing.Their silence somehow carried more weight than a shouted threat.Father Cassian took one deliberate step forward, placing himself fully between Hans and the newcomers."The Royal Writ grants you the authority to investigate."His voice was calm."It does not grant you the authority to accuse."The lead Inquisitor inclined his head slightly."Correct.""Then leave.""We cannot."Cassian's eyes narrowed."Why?"The masked figure slowly raised one gloved hand.Around his wrist hung a silver chain supporting a crystal no larger than a fingernail.The crystal was perfectly clear.At first.Then...It pulsed.Once.A fain
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Chapter 4 - THE FIRST MOVE
The underground library smelled of dust, old parchment, and shattered glass.No one spoke.The strip of black cloth rested in the Commander's gloved hand like a venomous snake.The silver emblem—a crown pierced by a sword—caught the lantern light with an unnatural sheen.Father Cassian's voice broke the silence."You know that symbol."The Commander slowly nodded."I prayed I would never see it again."He folded the cloth with extraordinary care before placing it inside his cloak.The younger Inquisitor stepped closer."It can't be them.""It is.""They were destroyed.""So were the Godslayers."The words hung heavily over the chamber.Hans caught them immediately."The Godslayers again."No one answered.Instead, the Commander looked toward the shattered display case."The journal wasn't their objective."Cassian frowned."What do you mean?""They could have killed the boy.""They chose not to.""They could have killed us.""They chose not to."The Commander surveyed the damaged libr
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Chapter 5 - THE WEIGHT OF NAMES
The crimson eyes vanished.Not by blinking.They simply... ceased to exist.Hans rushed outside.The night air struck his face as he scanned every rooftop surrounding the bakery.Nothing.Only rows of dark chimneys.Rain dripping from worn roof tiles.A lone cat darting between narrow alleys.No footsteps.No cloaked figures.No glowing eyes.Behind him, the Commander stepped into the street."You saw something."Hans nodded."Someone was watching us.""Where?"Hans pointed toward the roof opposite the bakery."There."Several White Inquisitors climbed onto the surrounding buildings with astonishing speed.They searched every corner.Every shadow.Every possible hiding place.After several minutes, the youngest returned."Nothing."The Commander wasn't surprised."There never is."---Back inside the bakery, the recovered journal lay upon the table.No one touched it.Not even Aurelius.The High Priest studied the ancient cover for a long time.Then he quietly asked,"Has it written a
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