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Samuel lay motionless at the center of the circle, the air around him trembling with residual energy. Charred sigils flickered on the ground, slowly fading. Above him, the sky churned with golden and violet hues—remnants of the clash between realms.Joey didn’t move, kneeling at Samuel’s side. His voice came out in a whisper. “Sam… say something.”Suddenly, Samuel’s chest rose with a sharp gasp. His eyes shot open—no longer dull but glowing with twin suns of pure light. The pulse that followed knocked Joey and the others nearby to the ground. It wasn't just energy—it was will.“What the hell…” murmured Eliah, shielding her eyes.Light exploded from Samuel’s body, casting long shadows in every direction. The golden wave swept through the battlefield—healing cracked earth, mending shattered stones, and reaching the injured. Where it touched the wounded, flesh mended, bones realigned, and scars dissolved into nothingness.Screams of agony turned to gasps of disbelief.Veteran Marcus, who
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The night was unnaturally quiet. Clouds, black as ink, churned over the hills, casting flickers of violet lightning that never reached the ground. At the heart of the ruins, the ritual circle pulsed with an eerie light—five rings inscribed with ancient sigils, glowing in turns: red, gold, blue, silver, and finally... pure void-black.Samuel stood in the center, bare feet on sacred stone. His shirt was discarded, revealing the intricate lattice of Lightrun scars across his chest and back—some glowed faintly, others throbbed as if alive. Around the circle, Joey, Marie, and the surviving elders formed a protective triangle, each holding a relic carved from obsidian and silverroot.“Are you sure about this?” Joey asked, voice tight. “There’s still time to choose someone else. Someone who—”“I am the bridge, Joey,” Samuel said without flinching. “I don’t think I was meant to survive this long. This power, these visions… They weren’t meant for peace. But maybe they can end this war.”Marie
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The community hall flickered with unstable light. Ancient lanterns—relit since the chaos began—threw long shadows across the room filled with whispering voices, sharp glares, and broken trust. Tension coiled thick in the air like smoke, choking even the most seasoned veterans. No one wanted to say it aloud, but everyone knew what was being asked.One life.One sacrifice.To empower the ritual the mysterious sorcerer, Nareth, had proposed.“I still don’t understand why it needs a death,” Joey said finally, breaking the uneasy silence. His voice was strained, as if each word was etched in stone. “There has to be another way. Another method. A loophole.”Nareth, cloaked in ink-black robes that shimmered like the void itself, shook his head. His eyes, milky white but oddly radiant, carried the weight of eons. “The Veil is no ordinary force. It is entropy incarnate. The ancient binding ritual requires a soul willing to be consumed to anchor the seal.”Marie stood, crossing her arms. “Then
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The battlefield still smoldered from Veil’s latest onslaught. Black ash covered the ground like snowfall, and the sky, ever dimmer, felt like a curtain closing too soon. Survivors gathered in the remnants of the central hall, eyes hollow, hearts heavier than steel. Samuel sat quietly on the stone steps, his breathing shallow, aura flickering—light pulsing from his skin like an old lantern, unsteady and dim.Then the air changed.A sharp breeze twisted through the scorched trees, and with it came a sudden hush, as if the world paused to listen.Out of the shadows walked a figure draped in robes stitched from starlight and ash. His face was obscured by a hood, but his presence radiated raw, ancient power—older than the Veil itself. The wind seemed to bow before him.“Who—” Joey stood, fists clenched. “Who the hell are you?”The figure lifted his hand slowly, palm glowing with swirling runes. “Call me Eron,” he said, voice like echoing thunder in a cave. “I’ve come to offer you a chance—
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The rain outside tapped against the broken windows of the training hall like fingers drumming a war rhythm. It had been hours since Joey returned from the Archive's hidden vault, his mind swirling with the weight of the documents he’d uncovered. But it wasn’t the secrets of the Archive that troubled him the most—it was Samuel.Inside the hall, Samuel stood alone in the center, his breath visible in the cold air. Around him, ethereal strands of light and shadow coiled like sentient mist, dancing with conflicting hunger and grace. His aura, once purely radiant, now pulsed with flickers of something darker—chaotic threads that hissed with whispers only he could hear.Joey stepped in, his boots echoing against the cracked marble. "Samuel."The light faltered. Samuel turned, his eyes hollow with exhaustion and something deeper—regret."You shouldn’t be here," Samuel said softly, his voice edged with restraint. "It’s not safe.""You’ve said that before. I came anyway."A strained silence fe
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The narrow corridor beneath the ruined chapel groaned as Joey pushed open the rusted door. Marie followed close behind, her hand wrapped tightly around the hilt of her blade, eyes sharp in the dim greenish glow of her visor. Beneath the church was the hidden facility—rumored to be a forgotten data vault of the Archive. Until now, it had only been a myth.“This place gives me the creeps,” Marie muttered, running her fingers over the ancient stone walls. “You sure this is where they kept information on Veil?”Joey scanned the corridor. The energy here was strange—dense and heavy, like the air itself didn’t want them to breathe. “If we’re right,” he said, “this is where Samuel’s fracture began.”At the end of the corridor, a metallic door stood, embossed with the Archive’s sigil—a serpent coiled around a fractured sun. Joey placed his hand on the panel. Nothing happened.Marie stepped forward, activated a sigil circuit on her glove, and channeled a surge of etherlight. The panel lit up.
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