CHAPTER NINE
Author: Liam Michael
last update2026-04-27 21:32:28

“No!” Theon’s answer made Mavis’s face freeze, knuckles going still on the parchment, victory turning to ash in his mouth.

Theon almost laughed. He wasn’t stupid. He knew exactly what Mavis wanted to do. He wasn’t anyone’s fool or weapon. Only he, Theon, deserved to wield and manipulate others. The rest weren’t worthy.

Solvyn froze, confused. Not understanding what Theon was playing at. One moment, he was accusing him vehemently, leaving him to quickly come up with countermeasures. The next
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  • CHAPTER NINE

    “No!” Theon’s answer made Mavis’s face freeze, knuckles going still on the parchment, victory turning to ash in his mouth. Theon almost laughed. He wasn’t stupid. He knew exactly what Mavis wanted to do. He wasn’t anyone’s fool or weapon. Only he, Theon, deserved to wield and manipulate others. The rest weren’t worthy. Solvyn froze, confused. Not understanding what Theon was playing at. One moment, he was accusing him vehemently, leaving him to quickly come up with countermeasures. The next, he was saying no. What game was this? “If the Celestial Dean wanted to kill me, he could have just done it directly. Why send someone else?” Theon inhaled deeply, half disappointed, half aggrieved, the perfect portrait of a wronged son. He pointed at Kane, finger steady as fate. “It was him. I think he stole the items from the dean’s peak and used it to convince his friends to help him murder me. Kane never liked me. Perhaps he knew that the rest wouldn’t agree, so he decided to fake an or

  • CHAPTER EIGHT

    No one said anything for two whole minutes. Shock rendered them speechless, the Dark Forest holding its breath. Something flickered in Mavis’s gaze. He couldn’t determine if Theon was brave or stupid. Either way, he was determined to make the best use of this opportunity. “Child, are you sure of this? This is a grave offense for which you’ve accused His Excellency.” Theon nodded, eyes wet with tears he fought hard to squeeze out. “I know saying this would put me in more danger. But if I keep silent, what if someone else makes another attempt tonight? I couldn’t believe it at first, till I saw…” He let his words trail off, letting others complete the rest in their minds, letting horror do the work. “Slander!” Solvyn roared, raising his hand with aegis gathered, an angry swat of celestial force going straight at Theon. Theon let out an exaggerated yelp as he was sent flying, his body crashing into a stone statue of General Stein. He twitched once, and lay on the ground, playing

  • CHAPTER SEVEN

    Solvyn’s face turned ashen on seeing him. How come he made it out? Even he, an archmage, didn’t have the confidence to enter the forbidden realm and exit unscathed. Whoosh! Whoosh! Sword light flashed. More students and mages began to land, circling the platform. An old man holding a black staff with a purple orb on top landed just behind Solvyn, a few meters away. “Archmage Mavis.” The students bowed their heads in acknowledgment, whispers rippling. More students landed with him, alongside higher-ranking mage professors, their robes snapping in the dead wind. “What’s going on? Why’s the alarm for the Netherworld Wasteland intensifying?” Theon’s lips curled slightly in a wicked smirk, his gaze settling on the one who pushed him into the portal like a stomp from Godzilla’s foot. The young man’s heart skipped multiple beats. His knees turned to jelly, blood pressure spiking until his vision swam. He opened his mouth to scream but couldn’t get out a single sound. Theon’s

  • CHAPTER SIX

    Theon's eyes drifted open, a burst of russet and fire visible in them. He inhaled deeply, a manic smile playing by the corner of his lips. He looked at his hands. Healed. The rifts, black lines, weird veins, all gone. Skin flawless and smooth. If anything, he appeared younger than before, just like those tales of witches who drain other people's energies to maintain everlasting youth. The dark energy around him had thinned considerably, even the creatures hitting the barrier had gotten weaker after their energies got drained alongside the netherworld wasteland's energy. Theon closed his eyes, and inhaled deeply. He could see it clearly. Inside his core, the little golden seed recovered from the black worm had gotten bigger. In his blood were streaks of golden light. His divine bloodline was slowly awakening after more than fifteen years of dormancy! Just that this time, the body it powered had none of the bright righteousness the Dravorn family was known for. “Heaven's path secon

  • CHAPTER FIVE

    The second scream ripped out. Blood spewed out of Theon's ears, mouth and nose. His skin no longer looked human. Currently, he was neither man nor beast. His eyes had turned a deep russet, black lines crisscrossing his skin. Droplets of blood fell from his face, rolling down steadily like sweat. The runes carved into the altar beneath him glowed, the one provided by the system. Above him, thunder crackled, the ground beneath him shook. A crack seemed to tear the sky above the wasteland apart. Grey clouds gathered above him, lightning sparking. The first streak of thunder fell, piercing through the barrier to hit him straight on his forehead. “Ahhhhhh!” The scream echoed all around, like a promise of suffering to come. A promise of pain to whoever made him undergo this. The cry of an animal being boiled alive, head forced down into hot water. “Aaaaah!” His skin split open, fissures appearing. Somewhere along his lower belly, something cracked, like a chick trying to burst out of a

  • CHAPTER FOUR

    For two whole minutes there was silence. Broken only by the sounds of Theon’s heavy breath. “That’s a very dangerous question. You’re not ready for the answer… because the answer has teeth. And right now, you don’t.” Theon’s throat bobbed, eyes burning. Sure. He understood. He was weak. So weak. Way too weak. And he knew what happened when incompetent people reached for vengeance — what devoured their fathers would devour them too. “Good.” The warmth in the system’s voice thinned, then vanished like smoke in a draft. “You didn’t argue.” Silence stretched for a heartbeat. “Most people do.” The stillness grew heavier this time. “They guess. They assume. They act… and end up causing an irreversible mess.” Something changed in the system’s pitch. Like it was finally shedding its skin to reveal its true form. Cold, analytical, precise. “Revenge isn't done on deductions. It should be based on the cold certainty that each strike of your blade is hitting the right target.

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