Heaven breaker King: The Prison God Returns

CHAPTER 7 — SHADOWS AND CHAINS

The echoes of Yard C’s destruction had barely faded when a low hum vibrated through the walls of Blackstone Prison. Bruce felt it before he saw it, a ripple in the very air, a subtle warning: they were coming.

Tian’s footsteps were soft behind him, yet deliberate. “You’ve drawn attention,” he said. “More than you realize.”

Bruce didn’t respond. His eyes scanned the corridor ahead. Every inmate, every guard, every shadow was a potential threat.

Every glance felt loaded with hostility. Good, he thought. It makes predicting the next move easier.

Suddenly, a scream split the air, sharper than any he had heard before. Bruce spun. A trio of men, all marked with the insignia of the Iron Chain, had cornered a recruit.

The youngest screamed for mercy, but it was futile. Bruce stepped forward. “Enough.”

The tallest of the three, a man with a jagged scar across his temple, turned. “Red Status Kane,” he said, his tone dripping with curiosity and malice. “Seems the rumors weren’t exaggerating.”

“I’m Bruce Kane,” he said flatly. “And you picked the wrong target.”

The three exchanged glances. One muttered, “He doesn’t just fight… he bends the rules.”

The youngest trembled behind them. Bruce stepped closer. “Move, or get out of my way.”

The scarred man laughed. “You’ll have to kill us all first.”

Bruce smiled coldly. “If I wanted to kill you, you’d be ashes already. I’m here to send a message.”

Before they could react, Bruce’s aura flared. The remnants of Forbidden Authority pulsed violently around him, not enough to destroy, but enough to intimidate.

A subtle shift in the air, a tremor beneath their feet, and the three hesitated. Fear flickered across their faces. Tian’s voice cut through the tension. “Control it. You can’t waste your strength yet.”

Bruce’s eyes narrowed. “I’m aware.”

The three lunged in unison. Bruce’s hands moved like lightning, catching one fist, blocking another, sidestepping the third.

Their momentum hurled them into each other, collapsing in a heap. The youngest recruit scrambled to the side, wide-eyed, clutching his arm.

Bruce’s voice was low, cold: “Tell everyone who Kane is. Tell them the man who doesn’t kneel doesn’t negotiate.”

Later, in the dimly lit training block, Bruce sat cross-legged, sweat dripping from his brow. His body still throbbed from the encounter, yet inside, the Heavenbreak Legacy was awakening faster.

System Update: Combat Reflexes — Elevated

Meridian Integrity — Stabilizing

Fate Plunder — Minor Fragment Acquired

He inhaled sharply. Every fight teaches something new. Every strike, every dodge… It’s all training.

A sudden noise pulled him out of his thoughts, a soft metallic click, almost imperceptible. Bruce’s head snapped to the corner. Shadows moved. He tensed. “Show yourself,” he demanded.

A figure stepped into the light, a tall, lean man with cold eyes. He moved with the silent precision of a predator.

“I’m called Veyran,” the man said smoothly. “I hear you’re strong, Kane. They sent me to… test you.”

Bruce’s gaze didn’t flinch. “I’ve already been tested. What makes you different?”

Veyran smiled faintly. “I’m not just a test. I’m a warning.”

Before Bruce could react, Veyran launched, a flash of steel, faster than Bruce had anticipated. He barely sidestepped, feeling a sting on his shoulder.

Pain erupted, burning deep. Bruce gritted his teeth. So this is a real test.

External Threat Detected — Coordination: Multiple Hostiles

Bruce’s aura flared. Every muscle, every reflex, every fragment of the Heavenbreak Legacy responded instinctively. He moved like water, fluid and relentless, countering Veyran’s strikes with precision.

Warning: Forbidden Authority Residual — Unstable

Veyran staggered. “You’re… extraordinary.”

Bruce’s voice was flat. “You haven’t even begun.”

The fight escalated, dust flying, sparks from cracked concrete, and Tian’s warning echoed in his mind: Every activation has a cost.

Bruce ignored it. Outside, Luna was at risk. The system’s alert pulsed violently:

Bonded Life Threat — Distance: 11 miles

Bruce’s chest tightened. They’re touching her already. He shifted, unleashing a controlled surge of power. The shockwave threw Veyran off balance.

Bruce seized the moment, driving him into a stack of heavy crates. Veyran staggered, wiping blood from his lip. “This… isn’t over.”

Bruce exhaled, eyes burning. “It’s never over… for them.”

Meanwhile, far from Blackstone Prison, Luna walked briskly down a quiet street. She felt it first as a prickling sensation along her spine, an instinctive warning.

“Bruce…” she whispered under her breath, the word barely leaving her lips.

A black SUV rolled silently alongside her. The rear window lowered, and two figures leaned out. Luna froze, realizing too late that they were armed. Her pulse spiked. Bruce… if only he knew.

Back in the prison, Bruce felt the surge instantly. The Heavenbreak Legacy reacted, bonded life alert, the signal screaming in his mind. “Luna!” he muttered, voice tight. They’re coming for her. Now.

Tian’s eyes widened. “Distance is too great! You can’t reach her!”

Bruce clenched his fists, aura flaring again, dangerous and unrefined. “Then I’ll bend what’s impossible.”

System Update: Forbidden Authority — Secondary Activation

Range Extension: Partial

Emotional Surge: Maximum

Bruce’s body trembled. The air around him quivered. Walls cracked. The ground beneath him vibrated. Even within the prison, the inmates instinctively backed away.

The voice of the system echoed: Bonded life under direct threat—failure is not an option.

Bruce inhaled deeply, closing his eyes, and for the first time, allowed the full weight of rage and protection to merge with his raw power.

The chamber shook. Rocks fell from the ceiling. Tian’s cane rattled against the stone floor.

Warning: Mortal containment failing. Authority override imminent.

Bruce opened his eyes. Crimson light spilled from his aura, violent and uncontained. The system pulsed, Sky Threshold unstable, Forbidden Authority active beyond arena limits.

Miles away, the black SUV swerved violently. Luna’s attackers froze mid-step, their hands trembling, eyes wide with terror.

A force she couldn’t see slammed into them, sending the vehicle skidding into a wall. Bruce’s teeth clenched. Stay safe. Stay alive…

Back in the prison, Graves watched the monitors, disbelief twisting his features. “Impossible… he’s reaching her… from here?”

Tian shook his head slowly. “He’s not just breaking rules. He’s breaking the prison itself.”

Bruce collapsed to one knee, aura still simmering, but his eyes burned with focus. He whispered through the chaos: “Try touching her again. I dare you.”

The monitors flashed red. Alarms screamed. Every faction inside the prison knew one thing now: Bruce Kane was no longer just an inmate.

He was the storm. And outside, Luna’s pulse raced, a faint sense of protection brushing against her, though she had no idea who or what was shielding her.

Bruce’s lips curled into a cold, determined smile. “This is only the beginning.”

Priority Threat Update — Bonded Life Safe (Temporary)

Enemy Alert Level: Maximum

Above, somewhere in the shadows, unseen eyes recorded every second. The name Bruce Kane had become a beacon of both fury and warning, inside the prison and out.

The next move was inevitable. And Bruce was ready.