2026-01-19 21:07:26For days, he had been searching the underworld for the perfect person in the crime zone to handle this case for him. He has gotten books from the family archive, and they were lyingon the bed wide open as he ran his eyes through them.
But one name was prominent in all of them.
“Elira Nightshade…”
Just then, the door flung open and his mom stormed in.
“Did I just hear Elira Nightshade…” she queried, her face stern.
“Uhm.”
She quickly rushed over, took a look at the books, and turned to him coldly.
“You've been studying about the Nightshades?” She raised an eyebrow.
“Uhm…I…”
She took a seat beside him now and stared.
“It's just a little research mom, nothing serious. And besides, if you had told me about them when I asked you before, I wouldn't be studying about them.”
She stared at him coldly and a sigh escaped her lips.
“Alright, drop those books. They'll mislead you, I'll tell you about them, but one condition?”
He smiled warmly and nodded.
“You'll stop obsessing about them!”
“Sure.” He nodded.
“Well, I don't want to bore you with long stories, but what you need to know is that Luca Nightshade, the strongest of the clan back then, and a noble, caught your father and me when we asked for magic from the whore goddess to save our clan. He learned the blood magic that night, but was a good man and kept it to himself, using it only when extremely necessary. But the same couldn't be said for his daughter, Elira Nightshade…” she paused now, staring at him he was keenly invested in the story and listened calmly.
“Well, after her father's death, she also became a noble, but on one of the council meetings, she blamed the council for her father's death and wanted to kill the entire council with the blood magic…”
“Hmm, so she was once a noble but disgraced and exiled and now turned on the council and became an assassin?”
“You got it. Now shut those books. Dinner is ready. You're coming with me, now!” Her voice echoed across the corners of the room and of course, he couldn't dare hesitate.
He did as she said immediately and headed down with her.
The meal was rather quiet; his father, Duke Severin, was having a bad day, and no one would want him to unleash terror on them.
After the meal, Kael now had a clue on whom he was looking for, what she was capable of and how to find her.
He hurried back upstairs and pretended to be asleep. Knowing the daily routine, his mom came in and checked on him and cloaked him with her spell and headed back to her room.
Once that was done, he immediately stood up and grabbed his robe. With a soft smile, he grabbed his scythe and jumped down the window, landing perfectly without a single noise, using shadow magic.
The night was dark and dreary, but not for someone like Kael who had seen the worst of the nights. He moved swiftly, straight to her chambers as directed by the books and his mother's story and just then, a voice echoed behind him.
“You brat!” She spat. The tone in her voice told him he had found exactly who he was searching for. “How dare you discern my peace?”
He turned slowly to her, but a splash of magical energy was released at once, and he quickly waved it off with his scythe, sending it into the air.
“Impressive,” she smirked.
“You're just another rich noble trying to test my patience. I bet you must have read about me in books, do you really want to get a taste of what you read?”
She slammed another blow now, this time harder than the last and using the blood magic. Once again, he dodged calmly and walked over to her.
“I am Kael,” he explained, but she wasn't listening. She was too busy firing fireballs at him, but he was skilled enough to keep dodging while he explained himself.
“I know you're an avenger and I need your help!” He spat.
“Stupid boy!” She mocked and cloaked herself in the shadows, using blood magic. “You've come to play hero too and deceive me right?”
Immediately, she spun herself into the air, her signature move, the very one his mom used to knock him out and grab his scythe, but thankfully, he was better prepared this time and waved his scythe now.
A clash of magical energy burst now between both of them and forced them away from each other.
She paused now and observed him carefully.
“Who are you?” It now occurred to her that he wasn't just some brat. He knew his onions and could actually beat her.
He didn't say a word, he just burned himself in magical essence and revealed the scars on his soul, the very ones he had masked his whole life from his parents and spoke now with the weariness of a dead man, voice heavy and dreary.
“They killed me and I want revenge.”
She straightened now and smiled softly.
“You're one of those, the reincarnated.”
She smiled now and walked over to him..she isn't scared, she's amused and curious by his confidence. She immediately respects his darkness and sees the hunger for revenge burning in him, the one thing she feeds on.
“I'll help you. I see your scars, you're indeed a wounded warrior.” She smiled.
He now returned to his human self and so did she. Surprisingly, she hid her evil behind a very cute damsel.
He stared too long, in confusion and awe.
“Don't be fooled, I can kill you in a finger snap.”
He hands over the names on his list to her and the very first name amused her.
“Joran, the cowardly mage?” She raised an eyebrow with a chuckle. He nodded softly, his eyes glowing with an unmatched aura.
“Hm,” she grinned softly. “So who are we killing first?”
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The odd smell hit him first. Old, dry paper, heavy with dust that dated back centuries, filled the room. He could feel it with his magic and beneath it was something else. It felt like defeat that bitter scent filled the air. knew, of course, knew that shadow magic always carried a strange aura, even when it was old and unknown. And somehow it felt like its presence was mocking him. Kael stood at the centre of the grand hall of the Duskborne estate. He was numb and pain had hadloped him completely because his blood magic had failed. His violent violet eyes stared blankly into the dark. The terrifying stillness that promised death hung heavily in the room. He remembered the fangs tearing through his muscle and skin on the altar. He remembered the betrayal of the cowardly king who celebrated with gold and spat on his grave. Those memories were the heavy red stamp on his heart. He was pumped up and ready to strike but he had no target to hit. Gamora had escaped and he didn't know how the
CHAPTER 108
The air was heavy with chantings and celebration in his memories. The whole place was bustling with activities and the crowd cheered endlessly. Unknown to them was the danger that was awaiting them. They were too engrossed in false celebrations and had turned their backs on justice. No one was asking about what happened at the void a few days ago simply because they weren't affected by the corruption in the city, which had crept down to every nook and cranny of the place, moving down to every heart and being passed on from generation to generation. Lady Morrigan and Duke Severin were supposed to be part of the nobles in attendance at this event but couldn't as they had declared war through Kael anonymously on the capital. However, the view was ecstatic and foods and drinks were passed round children women men servants animals they were all rejoicing as everything was in plenty just the same corruption and evil were in excess. These were things Master Rendall would never tolerate if he
CHAPTER 107
Kael stood at the centre, and couldn't decipher what was scribbled into the stone floor of the hidden room. He was pumped up and ready to strike the enemy that was hiding from him. The odd smell hit him first as he prepared the blood magic. Old paper dry and heavy with dust that dated back centuries filled his nose. He didn't feel it with his magic and beneath it was s, let's's,,let'ssss,",",",",",",,,,,,ss's's's'se. It felt like dried blood, and a metallic scent filled the air. He knew of course that shadow magic always carried a strange aura even when it was old and unknown. And somehow it felt like its presence was here apart from the ones he knew. But of course, darkness couldn't be owned by men who just wanted it for pleasure it needed men who had the grit to do whatever it takes to protect it. He turned to Elira and signalled her to watch him. From her hands, green orbs shone softly not bright enough to alert anyone outside but enough to see the markings on the wall. He studied
CHAPTER 106
The journey through the western marshes became a gruelling march of pure suffering. Gamora stumbled forward and her left arm hung uselessly at her side. The sharp and cold pain had evolved into a constant and agonising burn. It felt like hot iron running through her veins. The odd smell hit her first every time she took a breath. It was the scent of her own magic burning away under the overwhelming force of Kael. The boy was pumped up and ready to strike and his brain was processing faster than any scholar could have found the perfect weapon. The blood magic was a wildfire that could not be tamed. Gamora was a master of the void but she had never faced an enemy who was willing to destroy himself to win.King Aldric and Queen Seraphine followed closely behind her. They were quiet now. The terrifying stillness that promised death had silenced their complaints. They saw the way Gamora was suffering, and fear burned in them, shaking their souls. They knew that if the mighty merchant of th
CHAPTER 105
The fog was thick and the air was heavy in the Western area. The chilling smell hit her first as Gamora walked through the dead trees. It was the smell of rotting wood and old mud that dated back centuries; she could feel it with her magic, and beneath it was something else. It felt like a warning that filled the air. She knew of course that void magic always carried a strange aura even when it was old and unknown. But somehow it felt like a new presence was here apart from the ones she knew. Gamora kept her face hidden beneath her dark robes. The green orbs shone softly from her hands. They were not bright enough to be alert to any hidden enemy, but they were enough to see the markings on the wet ground. She was leading the cowardly King Aldric and Queen Seraphine to the coast.A sudden pain pulsed in her left wrist. It was not the ache from earlier when Kael breached the abyss. This was a sharp and cold pain that shot up her arm. Gamora stopped walking and her fingers tightened. Th
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Chapter 104The war room was hidden deep beneath the Duskborne estate. The air was heavy in the cave, and silence reigned. Days had passed after the raid on the royal archive and the disastrous journey into the void. News had spread that the Lord Regent had vanished but Kael was here hiding in the dark. He stood by the massive wooden table, staring calmly at the large map of the kingdom spread out across it. He was clad in his eerie black robe and his hands were folded in meditation. He was numb and pain had enveloped him completely. The failure in the void was a heavy red stamp on his pride and it was driving him crazy. His brain processed faster than any scholar could but he still had no headway.Elira stood by the corner and tapped her feet endlessly. Her green eyes were scanning the map but she saw nothing useful. She was pumped up and ready to strike but they had no specific target. The western marshes were vast and covered in thick fog. Gamora was using the void magic to hide th
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