2025-12-26 19:29:45Chapter 70: The Halo and the Cunt of Light
"Why the fuck are you doing the same thing again?" Kael’s voice was hoarse, tired, and loaded with irritation. His arm hung uselessly by his side, a tangle of blood and bone. Across the training arena, the golden-haired mimic smiled like divinity in human skin, serene in his cruelty. With the patience of a god sculpting insects, he raised his hand and conjured another blade of light. Slow. Luminous. Mocking. "Because repetition reveals truth," the mimic said, his tone gentle, like a teacher who had already buried too many students. Kael’s patience snapped. "Truth? The only truth I see is that you’re an arrogant cunt who heals me just to stab me again." The mimic’s grin widened. "Then learn, little saint. Learn faster." The Sword of Light drifted forward, crawling through the air like a predator pretending to be prey. Kael
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C84: Sunlight, AgainKael froze the moment the notification settled into his vision, pupils widening as the meaning finished unpacking itself in his mind, because receiving a passive skill from something as stupidly painful and seemingly mundane as standing under hostile sunlight felt like the world briefly admitting that suffering, when applied with sufficient cruelty, occasionally paid dividends.He had endured the cold for far longer without earning anything except resentment and numb fingers, which had convinced him that environmental agony simply did not qualify as a pathway to growth, and yet here it was, quietly rewriting his assumptions while dangling a neat little number in front of his face, a fifteen percent reduction to suffering that felt less like mercy and more like a clerical error.It was good, undeniably good, the kind of good that made him want to sit down and laugh until the pain caught up again, and the moment that thought finished for
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Healing SystemC83: Sunlight“She seems a bit weird,” Kael thought with the quiet exhaustion of someone who had long since accepted that reality around him had a habit of behaving like a smug cunt with a sense of humor far sharper than his own, as he walked at the front of the path while Astraea followed a few steps behind him, her presence light yet impossible to ignore, like a thought that refused to finish forming.She had watched the entire fight earlier with an expression so casual that it unsettled him far more than panic ever could, because indifference in the face of impossible violence usually belonged to gods, monsters, or systems that pretended they were not enjoying themselves.“Astr,” Kael started, turning back toward her with the intention of asking something harmless, something human, only to stop mid breath when he noticed that her eyes had once again lost their focus, drifting past him and through the world as if she were looking at so
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Chapter 82: Blood That ScreamsThe frenzied Vampire continued its assault with the kind of obsessive cruelty that suggested either remarkable discipline or a deeply personal hatred for Kael’s continued breathing, as bolts of condensed force tore through the air toward him at speeds that made perception itself feel like a delayed luxury, forcing him to rely on instinct and precognition rather than sight as he twisted, stepped, and slid through the storm like a man dancing inside a guillotine factory that had just discovered rhythm.It took far too long for clarity to claw its way into the chaos, but repetition has a way of educating even the most distracted mind, and Kael finally caught the pattern hidden inside the madness, noticing that each projectile shimmered with a dark red sheen that refracted light like wet glass and pulsed with a viscosity that made his skin crawl, the color unmistakable and obscene in its familiarity.“They are using blood,” he mu
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Chapter 81: Coffin Beneath the DirtKael moved through the uneven hills with the careful irritation of a man who knew exactly where the problem was and deeply resented that it existed at all, his awareness stretched across the terrain as clusters of hostile red marks burned patiently on his mental map, all of them gathered together like idiots waiting to be scolded, and he made absolutely certain that no curious soul or well meaning hero was tailing him because this was personal, messy, and very much a one man inconvenience that he intended to finish without witnesses.The land itself seemed wrong the closer he drew, the ground rising and falling in shallow waves as if the earth had once tried to escape and failed, and when the first shapes revealed themselves, crawling out of shadow and rot, Kael felt that familiar, tired click of recognition settle into place because these things were not shadows, not truly, but imitations stitched together from death and bad dec
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Chapter 80: SimilarKael lay beside the crackling fire, his body trembling under the lingering ache of exhaustion. The System had forced him to “train” for four relentless hours, and he now looked like someone who’d wrestled with death and barely crawled back. His hair clung damply to his forehead, and his breaths came shallow, smoky in the cold air.To make matters worse, he could feel the weight of two gazes fixed on him. The longer it went on, the more uncomfortable it became.Bored and sore, Kael finally turned his attention toward Astraea. Talking seemed better than sinking further into the silence. He didn’t know much about this world, about its customs or its strange truths, but she fascinated him—too quiet, too composed, too otherworldly.He wanted to ask her something simple, something that wouldn’t sound foolish. Yet before he could, she moved first.Astraea approached the firelight and sat beside him. Her silver eyes shimm
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Chapter 79: Cold ---Kael sat in front of the fire, staring into it as if the flames could explain why the silver-haired woman across from him wouldn’t stop staring at him like a particularly interesting ghost.‘She’s still staring at me,’ he thought, trying not to meet her eyes again.The cave was quiet except for the occasional crackle of burning wood. Night had fully claimed the forest outside, leaving only the trembling halo of the campfire. Orin seemed calmer now, the madness in his eyes cooled into something that almost resembled rest.But Astraea... she was something else entirely. A presence that shouldn’t exist. A fragment of his past wearing human shape.Kael could feel the connection between them — not imagined, not metaphorical, but stitched through the soul like a needle through scar tissue. The memory she awakened in him was too vivid to dismiss, yet too incomplete to understand.When he finally looked back, sh
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