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Chapter 39: Siege of the Seal
Author: Milky-Grip
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The abyss screamed. Light tore through the cracks of the ancient seal, flooding the chamber with molten fire. One skeletal figure had risen.

Now dozens of hands clawed from below, dragging themselves into the world with hunger sharpened by centuries.

Victor staggered back, clutching Ethan tight against him. Ethan’s body burned like a furnace, but his eyes were still his flickering blue fighting against the gold.

“Too many,” Miriam hissed, scanning the fissures. “We’re trapped.” The hybrid’s voice cracked with awe. “Not trapped. Witnessing. This is history… this is rebirth.”

Victor spun on him, fury in his eyes. “Shut up! Do you want them loose? Do you want the world burned?”

The hybrid’s grin widened despite its trembling body. “The world was already ash. Let them finish what was started.”

Julian clapped his hands, delighted, though his eyes gleamed with something sharper. “Oh, don’t scowl, Victor. You can’t stop a storm with a frown.”

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