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Chapter 238. The Shard of the Fallen.
Kirin POVThe storm came without thunder.At first, it was only a pulse, soft, rhythmic, and strange. Like a heartbeat that wasn’t his, echoing deep inside his veins. Kirin sat in stillness on the black terraces of Erebo, cross legged, breathing evenly. The others were asleep or pretending to be. The wind carried that faint hum that belonged to this world, a quiet vibration, like a low prayer beneath the ground.But then it changed.The hum began to twist, forming something almost alive. The air grew cold, and his Chaos Lightning stirred inside him as though it had been called. The rhythm quickened, syncing to his pulse until his body felt like an antenna, resonating with something unseen. He felt pressure build behind his eyes... and before he could ground his qi, the world around him fractured.Lightning flashed through his mind.He wasn’t on the terrace anymore. He was standing under a red sky that burned like a furnace. The ground cracked, lava bleeding through the soil, and the a
Chapter 237. The Knife’s Confession.
Seth POVThe air in the Warden Citadel always smelled like burnt incense and storm ash, the scent of purification through pain.Seth stood before a dais of light suspended above a pit of liquid dusk. Runes crawled like serpents across the chamber walls, feeding into the crystal thrones of the Wardens. They never sat, they floated. Always above. Always watching.He knelt on one knee, eyes shadowed, his breath shallow. His cultivation pulsed faintly but unstable, every beat of his core carried static pain.“You return late,” one of the Wardens said. The voice was distant, cold, carried through the echo of many. “The mission in the lower quadrant failed. You interfered with containment.”Seth bowed his head. “Containment would’ve meant extinction. The rift wasn’t closing, it was feeding.”A pause.Then the voice again, sharper now. “You were told to observe, not interpret.”He clenched his jaw, the veins in his neck darkening with the mark of corruption. The same energy that had allowed
Chapter 236. The Hidden Bargain.
Vael POVThe night in Erebo never brightened. It only shifted shades of shadow, from deep indigo to a dim violet twilight that passed for dawn. Vael had already stopped looking for a sun. The Black Garden breathed its own rhythm, windless, yet always stirring, like the whisper of lungs too vast to belong to any man.Kirin hadn’t spoken to him since Seth’s appearance.The Wardens had dismissed the confrontation without a word of explanation. They simply dispersed the refugees, ordered their captains to maintain camp order, and vanished into the upper terraces. Only Seth had lingered long enough to smirk before dissolving into mist, as though he had never been there at all.Vael couldn’t let it go.That was why he now walked alone toward the Warden Spire, the obsidian needle that jutted into the twilight sky. The refugees called it a tower, but Vael had seen enough of Erebo to know better, it wasn’t built. It had grown, crystallized from living dusk rock that drank light.The Wardens ha
Chapter 235. Seth’s Return.
The southern cliffs of Erebo were still bleeding black mist from the night’s skirmish when the air shifted again, an unsettling ripple that felt too deliberate to be a natural rift. Kirin sensed it first. His Chaos Lightning hissed across his skin like a nest of angry serpents, warning him that something dangerous and personal had crossed into their perimeter.He turned toward the obsidian ridge behind the camp. A lone figure stood on the jagged slope, half hidden in the smoke.For a heartbeat Kirin thought his mind was breaking.The silhouette was wrong in a hundred tiny ways, longer in the shoulders, leaner in the waist, posture more like a predator than a boy. But the face, when the wind pulled back the hood, was burned into Kirin’s memory like an old scar.Seth?Except... not the Seth he remembered.The friend who once laughed beside him in the academy was gone. This Seth looked older, almost weather worn, as if he’d lived a hundred years in the short time since their last encount
Chapter 234. Echoes Through the Rift.
The sky above Erebo was a restless bruise of black and violet, stitched with faint silver lightning that never quite struck. Kirin stood at the edge of the Black Perch, the hovering terrace where the refugees had built their first semblance of a camp, and felt the storm hum in his bones. Ever since the Trial, the realm’s energy clung to him like static—every shift in Erebo’s fabric echoed through his Chaos Lightning, a private alarm bell he couldn’t shut off.Tonight, that alarm rang sharp.“Something’s wrong,” he muttered.Vael appeared beside him, silent as always, his long coat rippling in the chill. The veteran’s face looked more carved than ever, hard lines etched by sleepless nights. “You feel it too,” Vael said. It wasn’t a question.Before Kirin could answer, a shadow dropped from the upper air. One of the Sky Wardens—armor shimmering like fractured glass—landed with a soft whumph. Its masked face tilted toward them, the single vertical slit of its helm glowing faintly.“Rift
Chapter 233. The Trial of Veins Part II.
Kirin’s heartbeat slowed as the silver lit path stretched before him. Each step resonated with a deep thoom, as though the realm itself acknowledged his defiance. The oppressive weight that had nearly broken him in the first stage now receded, leaving behind a strange quiet, a pause before the next storm.He flexed his fingers, testing the feel of his own power. His Chaos Lightning no longer roared like a hungry beast. Instead, it pulsed with the steady rhythm of the Dusk Qi he had just faced and survived. The fusion of the two energies buzzed in his veins like a storm contained inside a crystal cage.“Alright,” he muttered, voice echoing through the pulsating cavern of roots. “What’s next? Another round of trauma I ptesume?”The roots answered with a low hum. Ahead, the path widened into a glowing basin. At its center stood a single obelisk of black crystal, jagged and wet with flowing Dusk Qi. Vines curled around it like veins around a heart, their pulses synced to his own.When he
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