2025-06-23 17:41:21The forest at the base of the Burning Orchid Sect bloomed with silent lies.
Petals shimmered in the breeze, each one etched with spiritual glyphs that pulsed like soft heartbeat sigils. Disciples in white and crimson robes moved through the flower-laced courtyards, their faces placid, their footsteps light. Children laughed beneath the shade of ancient spirit trees, and monks chanted beside clear pools of water.
It was paradise. On the surface.
Lucien moved through the outer training grounds in a humble traveler's garb, his divine presence veiled, his karmic thread compressed to near invisibility. The System’s interface blinked softly in his peripheral vision.
System Observation:
Sealed Karma Signatures Detected.
Technique: Celestial Suppression Array — Modified Form.Host Condition: Passive Extraction Status.
His eyes narrowed. The children he passed had faint smiles, but their karmic threads were unnatural—not broken, but bound, compressed deep within their spiritual cores.
Not stolen.
Stored.
He followed the lines—like fractured roots leading back to a great unseen tree.
The System pulsed again, guiding him to a particular structure at the heart of the temple: the Orchid Sanctum, a temple of prayer.
He waited until dusk. When the bells tolled for the evening rites and the sect’s inner circle retreated to their private meditations, Lucien moved.
Using his Oracle Sight, he traced residual divine energy patterns leaking from the altar's edge. Behind the prayer chamber, he found a hidden door—disguised beneath layered illusion wards and karma-silencing formations.
With a touch of his System-brand, the door shivered and peeled open like decaying bark.
Stairs led down. Cold and silence embraced him.
The underground chamber was dimly lit by floating lotus-lanterns. A row of children knelt in suspended meditation. Their bodies were still, their eyes closed, their breathing shallow. Each bore a golden seal over their heart, etched with ancient scripts that Lucien hadn’t seen in centuries.
Above each child floated a glowing sigil: a nameplate pulsing in rhythm with the ambient spiritual energy.
The System flared.
System Analysis:
Ritual Type: Karma Vaulting.
Method: Elders leech sealed karma during breakthroughs.Risk to Hosts: Soul Collapse. Fate Severance.
Lucien’s breath hitched. He walked slowly down the row, his fingers brushing the air near their seals, each a whisper of pain buried in silence.
And then he saw her.
The girl from the vision. Her karma burned white, even subdued. Her nameplate above her was blank.
“She hasn’t been bound yet…” Lucien murmured.
But a crimson glow shimmered faintly around her body.
System Alert:
Divine Interference Seal Detected. External Source. Blocking Intervention.
A soft sound echoed through the chamber: footsteps, slow and deliberate.
Lucien turned.
Grand Elder Huo Lian emerged from the shadows, robed in layered crimson and gold, his face serene and youthful—but his karma was black as rot.
He clasped his hands.
"Ah. The Executioner arrives. I was wondering when justice would remember us."
Lucien said nothing.
Huo Lian continued. "You see a prison. I see a sanctuary. These children are vessels of purity. Their karma too bright for the world to consume. We protect it—distill it—preserve it for higher use."
He gestured toward the girl. "That one is a rare bloom. She will become a beacon. Her sacrifice will elevate generations."
Lucien invoked the System.
System Alert:
Subject: Huo Lian
Karmic Score: -274,000Offenses: Fate Binding, Soul Partition, Karmic Theft, Divine Seal ForgeryJudgment Status: Verdict Eligible
He raised his hand to pass judgment—
But the System flickered.
Warning: Divine Interference Present. Execution Blocked.
Huo Lian smirked. "You can see, can’t you? The Pact protects its own."
Lucien stepped forward, eyes alight.
He focused Oracle Sight, peering beyond layers of perception until he saw them: five divine chains anchored around the girl’s spirit, all feeding into a central seal—a crimson eye with closed lids.
He began the Law of Severance.
His voice echoed through the chamber in forgotten language. The air rippled. The sigils flared.
Light erupted beneath his feet in a circle of fire and gold.
The seal screamed.
Chains burst one by one.
System Update:
Divine Interference Removed.
Judgment Field Restored.
Huo Lian roared.
Karma flared from his body, warping into a monstrous lotus construct. His robes dissolved into petal-like armor. His voice was a fusion of a hundred screams.
"You will not take what we have harvested!"
The ground cracked. The children’s seals trembled.
Lucien answered with steel and light.
Divine Arsenal: Heaven’s Binding Vines
Invocation: Righteous Verdict — Soul EntombmentGolden vines surged from the ground, wrapping the monstrous lotus avatar. Huo Lian struggled, but the judgment had already begun.
Lucien raised his hand.
"You who fed on purity to prolong rot — I return your judgment in full."
Final Karmic Score: -301,005
Verdict: ObliterationMethod: Soul Erasure + Fate SeveranceA divine pillar fell like lightning.
The chamber was flooded with golden fire.
When the light faded, nothing remained of Huo Lian but charred robes and a cracked sigil, still smoldering.
Lucien turned.
The seals on the children began to crack, then shattered into golden dust.
One by one, they gasped awake, blinking in confusion, then recognition. The girl from his vision looked up at him, her karma glowing with rebirth.
Lucien knelt beside her and placed a hand on her head.
System Notification:
Intervention Complete.
Threat Level: Nullified.Survivors: 13Child of Celestial Balance: Rescued.Karmic Thread Stabilized.
He turned to the altar and pressed his Executioner brand into the stone, leaving behind a permanent sigil of Judgment.
Dawn broke as Lucien emerged from the sanctum.
He had hidden the children in the forest under layered illusions, fed and guarded by guardian talismans.
The Burning Orchid Sect shuddered behind him. Formation arrays failed. Elders fled. A karma storm swirled overhead, purging the corrupted roots.
Disciples wept or collapsed, their faith unraveled.
Lucien did not stay.
He walked alone into the shadowed trees, cloaked in silence, his eyes still burning with judgment.
In the System’s registry, he marked the sect:
Burning Orchid Sect: Status — Condemned.
His final thought echoed across the divine field.
He hadn’t judged the innocent — only those who wore their bones as crowns.
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