2026-11-03 01:33:01Ivarn stood outside the registry office, trying to look like he belonged.
The building was grey stone, with iron bars on the windows and a seven-circle symbol carved above the door. Demons walked past without giving it a second glance. Just another government office. Just another day.
"You're sure about this?" Belric asked.
"No." Ivarn pulled open the door. "But I need papers."
Inside, a demon clerk sat behind a desk. He was thin and grey-skinned, with small horns curling back from his forehead. He looked bored.
"Papers," the clerk said.
"Temporary residency."
"Name?"
"Ivarn Merrow."
The clerk wrote it down. "Origin?"
Ivarn hesitated. "Far away."
The clerk's pen stopped, and he looked up. "That's not an origin."
"He doesn't know the local geography," Belric said quickly. "We found him wandering the Barrens. He doesn't remember how he got there."
The clerk's eyes narrowed. "Convenient."
He reached under the desk and pulled out a small device, a flat disc of polished black stone covered in faint markings. He set it on the desk and gestured at Ivarn.
"Place your hand on the identifier."
"What does it do?"
"It reads your existence signature. Makes sure you're not a fugitive, a shapeshifter, or a corpse that forgot to stay dead." The clerk smirked at his own joke. "Hand."
Ivarn glanced at Belric, who nodded. He placed his hand on the disc.
The markings flared, then flickered.
The clerk frowned and tapped the disc. The markings flickered again, faster this time, before settling into a pattern Ivarn didn't understand.
"That's not right," the clerk muttered.
"What's not right?"
The clerk didn't answer. He tapped the disc again, but nothing changed. His bored expression vanished, and now he looked nervous.
"Wait here," he said. He stood and hurried through a door behind him.
Ivarn looked at Belric. "What's happening?"
"I don't know." Belric's hand rested on his sword hilt. "But I don't like it."
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The clerk returned with an older demon. This one was taller, with deep red skin and horns that curved forward like a bull's. A silver badge was pinned to his chest.
"I'm Registrar Voll," the older demon said, studying Ivarn with cold eyes. "Place your hand on the disc again."
Ivarn did.
The markings flared. Then a new symbol appeared above the disc, a circle divided into seven sections. It glowed for a moment before fading.
Voll's jaw tightened. He turned to the clerk and spoke in a low voice. The clerk nodded and hurried away.
"What's going on?" Ivarn asked.
Voll didn't answer.
The clerk came back a moment later carrying a thin black book, which he set on the desk and opened.
Voll ran his finger down the page and stopped. His expression didn't change, but his jaw tightened again.
"What?" Ivarn said. "What is it?"
"The device is malfunctioning," Voll said.
"That's not a malfunction. I saw my name. I saw a date."
"You saw nothing." Voll closed the book. "The device is old. It makes errors. You'll need to come back tomorrow, when it's been recalibrated."
"I'm not leaving until you tell me what that date means."
Voll stepped closer, his eyes cold. "You'll leave now, or I'll have you removed."
Belric grabbed Ivarn's arm. "Come on."
"But…"
"Now."
Belric pulled him toward the door. Ivarn stumbled, caught himself, and looked back.
The clerk was still holding the black book, and the page was open. Ivarn could make out the symbols on it: the seven-circle mark, his name, and beside it, a date.
847 years before birth.
He only had a moment to see it before Belric pulled him outside.
The door closed behind them.
Ivarn stood there, his heart pounding and his hands shaking.
"I saw it," he said. "I saw my name. And a date."
Belric said nothing.
"847 years before my birth. That's what it said."
Belric looked at him, his face pale. "We need to go."
"Where?"
"Somewhere we can talk. Not here."
He started walking, and Ivarn followed.
Behind them, the registry door stayed closed.
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CHAPTER 12 – THE DEVIL NOTICES
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CHAPTER 11 – THE UNWRITTEN CLAUSE
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CHAPTER 10 – THE FIRST JUDGMENT
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CHAPTER 9 – THE ONES WHO CORRECT MISTAKES
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