Awakening My Sovereign Authority

Chapter 6

Julian looked down at himself. He was a mess. His clothes were torn and covered in the dark blood of the Abyssal Drake and the Alpha Wolf. He was barefoot, dirty, and looked like a beggar. But he was alive. 

He started walking down the crowded sidewalk. People gave him weird looks and stepped out of his way, but no one tried to help him. 

Suddenly, Julian stopped. He was standing in the Central Plaza, the busiest part of the city. High above the plaza, attached to the side of a massive skyscraper, was a giant Crystal Broadcast Screen. It was the size of a football field, showing live television to the whole city. 

Julian stared at the screen. His blood ran cold. 

On the giant screen was Dominic Sullivan. 

Dominic was sitting on a comfortable white couch in a fancy television studio. He was wearing perfectly clean, expensive clothes. Caleb and Sophia sat quietly beside him. Across from them was a famous news reporter. 

"...and we are so sorry for your tragic loss, Captain Sullivan," the reporter said, her voice filled with fake sympathy. 

Dominic wiped a tear from his eye. He actually looked like he was crying. 

"Thank you," Dominic said, his voice shaking perfectly. "Julian Carter was not just my team's Support. He was my brother. When the Abyssal Drake cornered us, we thought it was the end. But Julian... Julian pushed me out of the way. He took the monster's fire directly to save my life. He gave everything so we could survive."

Down in the plaza, the crowd of people watching the screen let out sounds of sadness. Some people wiped their own eyes. 

Julian stood perfectly still, his fists clenching so hard his knuckles turned white. 

"Because of his heroic sacrifice," Dominic continued, looking bravely into the camera, "we were able to defeat the beast. And I want to promise everyone watching... Julian’s death will not be in vain. The Silvermoon Vanguard is officially signing a master contract with the Golden Sands Guild! We will honor Julian's memory by winning the National Championship!"

The screen showed a wealthy-looking man in a gold suit shaking Dominic’s hand. The crowd in the plaza cheered loudly. 

Julian felt a wave of absolute disgust wash over him. 

It was a perfect lie. Dominic was using Julian’s fake death to make himself look like a tragic, heroic leader. He was using Julian’s blood to secure millions of dollars and a top-tier sponsorship. Sophia just sat there, looking sad for the camera, going along with the lie. 

Julian wanted to scream. He wanted to raise his hand, cast a spell, and blow up the screen. He wanted to march over to the Golden Sands Guild and rip Dominic’s head off. 

But his new mind, clear and sharp, stopped him. 

If Julian just attacked Dominic in the street, what would happen? Dominic was now backed by a massive, wealthy guild. Julian would be labeled a crazy, jealous monster. The guards would arrest him or kill him. Society in Heavenfall City did not care about the truth; they only respected official power. They only respected Guilds. 

Julian looked down at his hand. He was still holding the Divine Guild Token. 

“You want to play the Guild game, Dominic?” Julian thought, a cold, dangerous smile spreading across his bloody face. “Fine. I'll play. But I'm going to take everything from you first. I'm going to destroy your team, your fame, and your money.”

Julian noticed a small sign at the bottom of the giant screen. It said: “LIVE STREAM - STUDIO 4 - STARLIGHT BUILDING.”

Julian looked across the plaza. The Starlight Building was right there, just two blocks away. He didn't need to attack blindly. But he did need to ruin Dominic's perfect moment. 

Julian walked straight across the street, ignoring the magical cars honking at him. He pushed past the crowds. He marched right through the front glass doors of the Starlight Building. 

Two heavily armored security guards stepped in his way. 

"Hey, kid! You can't be in here! Get out before I—"

Julian didn't even stop walking. He simply looked at the guards and released a tiny fraction of his Sovereign's Authority. 

The air around Julian grew incredibly heavy. The two guards froze. Their eyes went wide with sudden terror. Their bodies felt like they weighed a thousand pounds. They could not lift their arms. They could not speak. They could only watch as the bloody, terrifying teenager walked right past them and headed for the elevator. 

Julian rode the elevator up to the fourth floor. 

He stepped out into a quiet, carpeted hallway. At the end of the hall were two massive wooden doors with a red glowing sign above them that read: ON AIR.

Inside the studio, Dominic was still talking. "...Julian was a shining light in the dark. I will never forget him."

Julian walked up to the heavy wooden doors. He didn't bother using the handle. He raised his foot and kicked the doors with all his strength. 

The massive doors exploded inward, breaking off their hinges and slamming against the walls of the studio. The loud noise echoed across the entire live broadcast. 

Inside the studio, the reporter screamed. The cameramen jumped back. 

Dominic, Caleb, and Sophia spun around in their seats, their faces turning completely white. 

The magical cameras automatically zoomed in on the doorway, broadcasting the image to millions of people across Heavenfall City. 

Julian stood in the doorway. He looked like a demon rising from hell. His clothes were shredded and soaked in dark monster blood. The dirt of the ruined capital covered his face. But his eyes... his eyes were glowing with a brilliant, terrifying gold light. 

The silence in the studio was absolute. No one breathed. 

Sophia covered her mouth, tears of real shock welling in her eyes. Caleb took a step back, his knees shaking. 

Dominic sat frozen on the white couch, his mouth hanging open. He looked like he had seen a ghost. 

Julian stepped into the bright studio lights. He looked directly into the camera, and then he looked dead into Dominic’s terrified eyes. 

"I'm alive," Julian said. His voice was calm, but it echoed with sovereign power, ringing through every television in the city. He pointed a bloody finger directly at Dominic. "And I am coming for everything you own."