2025-09-04 06:04:43The academy always felt colder after dawn.
Not because of the weather, but because of the stares. Kael walked through the long corridor of stone and steel, his footsteps echoing far louder than they should have. Students leaned against the walls, their uniforms neat, their eyes sharp. They whispered behind their hands, voices dripping with mockery. “Isn’t that the failure?” “He barely passed the entry trial.” “I heard he survived against Darius only because the examiners pitied him.” Kael kept his head down. He had learned long ago that silence was safer than lashing out. But even so, his chest tightened, each word like a pebble thrown into an old wound. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to fight back—it was that he couldn’t. Not yet. He adjusted the strap of his worn satchel and quickened his pace. A group of seniors brushed past, one shoulder deliberately slamming into his. Kael stumbled but caught himself. He heard their laughter trailing behind him. “Pathetic.” His jaw clenched, but he said nothing. The day’s lesson was in the Combat Theory Hall. Rows of young elites sat at polished desks while an instructor in a flowing crimson robe lectured about elemental combat strategies. Kael tried to focus. Words about fire-path resonance and thunder-strikes filled the air. He scribbled notes, but the letters blurred as exhaustion pulled at him—last night’s training with Riven had left him raw, both body and spirit. Then came the test. The instructor summoned a training dummy, its surface etched with glowing runes. “Demonstrate your affinity. Strike it. Let us see your progress.” One by one, students rose and unleashed their powers. Flames burst, water coiled like whips, lightning cracked through the hall. Applause followed the strongest displays. Pride shone in their eyes. Then it was Kael’s turn. The room went still. Dozens of eyes locked on him, hungry for another failure to laugh at. Kael walked to the front, palms slick with sweat. He placed his hand against the dummy. Nothing came. No spark, no glow, not even a flicker of energy. His stomach twisted. He thought of the Shadowfire, deep inside, waiting. But he couldn’t show it. Not here. Not yet. He pulled back his hand. The dummy remained untouched. The silence stretched. A laugh broke the air. Darius , seated at the back, smirked with cruel delight. “Still empty, I see. Some of us are born to shine. Others—well—maybe you should be a janitor instead.” Laughter rippled through the room. Kael’s ears burned. He wanted to shout, to prove them wrong, to unleash the storm inside him. But the thought of Shadowfire consuming the hall, burning everything without control… it froze him in place. The instructor sighed, shaking his head. “Ardyn, sit down. You have no place here if you cannot even awaken a Path.” Kael returned to his seat, heart pounding, vision blurring. He heard the whispers again. He felt the weight of every stare. For a moment, it felt as if the walls were closing in and yet, beneath the shame, beneath the suffocating doubt, something else stirred. A voice—his own—quiet but unyielding: Not yet. But soon. He gripped the edge of his desk until his knuckles turned white. The laughter didn’t fade, but it no longer pierced as deep. If Shadowfire was truly his curse, then he would turn it into his weapon. One day, the same voices mocking him would choke on their own disbelief. That night, as the halls emptied and Kael walked alone, he caught sight of a shadow leaning against the wall. Riven. His eyes glimmered with amusement, though his expression stayed unreadable. “Painful, wasn’t it?” Kael flinched. “You were watching?” “Of course. Every master watches their weapon being forged.” Riven’s voice was calm, almost cruel. “Do you know what I saw today?” Kael shook his head. “A boy who is hated, shamed, and yet… refuses to break. Riven’s lips curved in the faintest smile. “Good. Let them laugh. Iron only hardens in fire.” Kael said nothing. But for the first time that day, the weight on his chest eased.
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Kael's PovThe forest swallowed us as we staggered out of the ancient ruin, the stone doors groaning shut behind us with a weight that felt disturbingly final. The moment the last sliver of golden mural vanished from sight, the Whispering Woods met us with a cold, breathless silence.Not even the trees whispered.Not anymore.Riven’s body lay across Darius’s back—too still, too light, as if the life had been stripped from him so completely that the world barely recognized him as human. Lyra walked beside him, one hand pressed to her mouth, the other clutching the pendant at her throat as though it were the only thing tethering her to reality.And I…I walked behind them.Because I couldn’t bear to walk beside him.Beside what was left.My hands trembled not from exhaustion, not from the draining temple vision that had nearly torn my soul in half—but from something I couldn’t name. Something I couldn’t let escape.Shadowfire whispered under my skin, sharp and frantic. It tasted the gri
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The forest around them felt heavier than before as if the Whispering Woods sensed what had just shifted, what line had been crossed. Darius stood rigid, still breathing hard from the decision that shattered the years of loyalty carved into him. Kael watched him cautiously, standing between Lyra and the former golden boy of the Academy, Shadowfire still flickering faintly along his arms.Riven lay slumped against a tree, his breaths shallow, skin pale, veins lined with a sickly silver glow.Riven was dying. And the forest knew it.Lyra knelt beside him, hands shaking slightly as she poured her auric light through his wounds. “It’s not holding,” she whispered. “He’s slipping too fast.”Darius swallowed hard. “Let me help. Please.”Kael didn’t immediately answer. Shadowfire twined up his wrist like a warning serpent.Lyra looked at him. Not a plea — a decision.“Kael, we need him.”Riven let out a weak laugh, choking on the end of it. “Strange… I spent my life expecting the Council to k
Darius Hunt
Darius did not sleep the night the alarms sounded.He lay awake in the barracks long before the bells split the air, staring at the ceiling beams as if they might rearrange themselves into answers he couldn’t name. Riven’s disappearance. Kael’s vanishing from the infirmary. The storm of rumors that flooded the Academy halls since that night.None of it added up.And yet—the moment the bells rang, echoing like war cries through the stone corridors—Darius knew exactly who the Council would blame.Kael.It was always Kael.Boots thundered outside, cadets scrambling into ranks. Darius swung his legs from the bed, sleep forgotten. He was halfway into his uniform when the barracks door slammed open and two armored Sentinels strode inside.“Darius Varron,” the lead one barked. “The Council summons you.”Every head in the barracks snapped toward him.Darius froze, fingers on a buckle. “Now?”“Immediately.”Cadets shifted uneasily. No one refused a summons from the High Council. No one wanted
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