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The Voice in the Ash
Author: Papichilow
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The forest swallowed the last echo of their footsteps as Tharos and Lyra pushed deeper into the northern wilds. The air grew colder, sharper, like the land itself was holding its breath. Needle-thin branches clawed overhead, blotting out the final scraps of dusk.

Tharos slowed.

Something inside him shifted.

A memory, no, not a memory, a wound, cracked open beneath his ribs.

A whisper slid through his skull like a heated blade.

“Awaken, Heir of Ash.”

Tharos staggered. His breath catch­ed, turning to frost in the air. Lyra turned sharply.

“Tharos? What’s wrong?”

He didn’t answer. Couldn’t. His heart slammed against his chest like it was trying to escape.

The voice grew louder. Heavy. Ancient.

“You wander half-born…

Power locked…

Truth sealed…”

Tharos’s knees hit the forest floor.

His vision ruptured into red light.

Lyra lunged toward him. “Tharos!”

But the ground itself reacted first, shuddering, cracking, pulsing with a deep tremor that rolled outward like something buried miles beneat
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  • The Voice in the Ash

    The forest swallowed the last echo of their footsteps as Tharos and Lyra pushed deeper into the northern wilds. The air grew colder, sharper, like the land itself was holding its breath. Needle-thin branches clawed overhead, blotting out the final scraps of dusk.Tharos slowed.Something inside him shifted.A memory, no, not a memory, a wound, cracked open beneath his ribs.A whisper slid through his skull like a heated blade.“Awaken, Heir of Ash.”Tharos staggered. His breath catch­ed, turning to frost in the air. Lyra turned sharply.“Tharos? What’s wrong?”He didn’t answer. Couldn’t. His heart slammed against his chest like it was trying to escape.The voice grew louder. Heavy. Ancient.“You wander half-born…Power locked…Truth sealed…”Tharos’s knees hit the forest floor.His vision ruptured into red light.Lyra lunged toward him. “Tharos!”But the ground itself reacted first, shuddering, cracking, pulsing with a deep tremor that rolled outward like something buried miles beneat

  • Echoes of the Broken Mind

    The night wind hit Tharos and Lyra like a slap.Cold, bitter but real.The portal behind them sealed shut with a hard metallic slam, echoes rolling across the dead forest. The twisted stone labyrinth, once shifting, alive, crushing their minds, vanished as if it had never existed. Only a faint shimmer stained the air where Varik’s magic had been.Tharos stood breathing hard, chest rising and falling with ragged anger. Lyra stayed close, one hand lightly touching his arm, grounding him, guiding him back into himself.He still trembled.The aftershock of the memory loss spell sat heavy in his skull, a fog full of broken voices and scattered flashes that didn’t fit together. His name felt like it was written in smoke.But Lyra’s voice…Her voice had cut through the madness.“Tharos,” she said softly. “It’s okay. You’re here.”He blinked, eyes adjusting, mind still rebuilding. A dull ache pulsed behind his temples.And then he remembered the last thing he saw as he escaped:Varik smiled.

  • The Labyrinth of Fractured Stone

    The first creature hit the ground like a collapsing star.Its claws carved trenches through the stone as it screeched, sharp, metallic, wrong. Its body was a twisting mesh of divine bone and corrupted shadow, shifting in and out of shape as if it had never decided what it wanted to be.Lyra choked back a curse. “That’s not a god.”“No,” Tharos said, voice low. “It’s something they made.”More of them fell from the tearing sky, dozens, then hundreds, spiraling downward, shrieking as their bodies warped in midair.The ground trembled under the swarm.Tharos planted his foot forward. “Stay behind me.”Lyra muttered, "This is not happening”But the creatures lunged first.Three rushed in at once. Tharos moved faster.He grabbed the first by its skull, crushed it under his boot, and hurled the second into the third so hard they shattered against the cliff wall. Their bodies dissolved into black dust and crimson sparks.Lyra darted in beside him, blades flashing, slicing through the joints

  • The Brother who Betrayed him

    The spear fell like lightning.Tharos caught it. Bare-handed.His boots skidded across the cracked stone as the impact sent a shockwave tearing through the clearing. Red sparks rained around him like burning rain, his muscles screamed, tendons stretched, but he held the spear in place.Varik’s eyes widened, not with surprise. But with memory, with recognition and with something dangerously close to fear.“You shouldn’t have been able to stop that,” Varik muttered.Tharos tightened his grip, burning pain slicing across his palms where divine metal seared into flesh. “You shouldn’t have tried to kill me.”Varik twisted the spear, the weapon burned hotter, pushing him back. Tharos gritted his teeth, holding the weapon with both hands now.Lyra sprinted up the slope. “Tharos! Move!”Varik didn’t even look her way. A flick of his wrist sent a pulse of red light exploding outward.It hit Lyra like a hammer.She flew backward, crashing into a cluster of rocks. Dust exploded around her body,

  • The Price of A God's Fear

    The forest was ruined.Trees lay snapped like broken bones. The smell of burned earth clung to the air. Smoke curled upward from the crater Seraxis had blasted into the ground. Everything was quiet now, too quiet. Even the birds had vanished.Tharos stood in the middle of the wreckage, breathing hard, sweat dripping down his spine. His hand, burned moments ago by divine light, was already healing. Flesh knitting back together. Bone warming as it reset.Lyra watched him with a mix of awe and fear. She didn’t bother to hide it.“Tharos,” she whispered. “You healed from a god’s attack. That’s… insane.”He didn’t answer. His eyes remained on the crater, jaw clenched tight, thoughts twisting like a storm.Seraxis was gone.But his threat wasn’t.The pantheon will come.Not one god.Not one hunter.Not one warning.All of them.The rage that lived in Tharos’s chest, the ancient, buried thing, twisted harder.Lyra stepped closer. “We should move. Others will feel that blast.”He finally look

  • The God Who Stepped Through The Light

    The forest didn’t just glow, It split.A vibrating tear cut through the darkness like a blade slicing cloth. Trees bent away from it, leaves shaking as if afraid. The air thickened, humming with pressure strong enough to make Tharos’s bones ache. Light poured out of the crack in the world—white, gold, burning.Lyra instantly moved in front of Tharos.“Stay behind me,” she hissed.He almost laughed. “You think I’ll hide?”“I think you barely survived the last damn attack,” she shot back. “Don’t be stupid.”Before he could answer, the tear widened with a thunderous snap. Light blasted across the clearing. The ground trembled. Birds screamed as they burst out of the trees, fleeing blindly. Even the wind backed away.Something stepped through.A tall figure, wrapped in a glow that hurt to look at. Not mortal. Not spirit. Not a beast.A god.Tharos felt it instantly, his blood boiling, his old power stirring like a beast hearing a familiar enemy. His heart hammered against his ribs. Memori

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