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Home Beneath the Root
Author: SKRACPP
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Dark was the one who came for him.

Snake noticed her smile first, quiet, genuine, as she moved through the bustling temple grounds like any other woman of Doomsany. Here, royals walked unguarded. Who would dare harm a Liroid? And who would be foolish enough to try Dark?

Someone had.

They had been caught within the hour.

By Dark’s own decree, the traitors, outsiders who thought Doomsany soft, were sentenced to blood eagle and flaying. A brutal end, but a swift one by Liroid standards. It was said often that if death must come, pray it comes by Dark’s hand and not Evilside’s, dark ended lives. Evilside unmade them.

Snake said nothing when he heard. He did not need to. This was his sister. She had taken revenge for him.

She took his hand, and together they walked through the city.

They spoke of nothing important, and everything that mattered. Old memories. Small grievances. Laughter that came easily. In the marketplace, voices quieted just enough to notice them, heads bowing lightly, smi
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  • Bonding

    Snake went to see Evilside the next day.The chamber was quieter than usual, the roots beneath the floor faintly glowing as if listening. Evilside stood by the open archway, watching Cellok wake beneath her, elders moving like shadows, messengers whispering, the world continuing despite the fractures beneath it.They spoke first of duty.“There is a breach along the southern crossings,” Evilside said calmly. “A king who believes distance makes him untouchable. You and Dragon will remind him otherwise.”Snake inclined his head. “As always.”She continued, outlining routes, names, precautions, everything precise, everything safe. Too safe.Snake knew her well enough to hear what she was not saying.When she finally paused, he lowered his gaze deliberately, choosing his words carefully. She smiled then, not amused, but knowing.“You’re worried,” she said.Snake exhaled. “I would be foolish not to be.”Evilside turned to face him fully. For a moment, she was not the Shadow Queen, not the

  • BreakDown

    Everyone in the hall knew one immutable truth: Dark did not bend.Not to the elders. Not to blood. Not even to gods.That was why Evilside moved quickly.Before Dark could ignite the room beyond repair, the goddess drew the two apart, Dark sent away under Darkside’s reluctant grip, and Irinrod pulled into the private study, the doors sealing shut behind them with a sound like judgment.Evilside stood at the center of the chamber, ancient and unyielding.Her voice, when she spoke, was calm.“Irinrod,” she said, “your husband is long dead. He refused to bow. His fate was sealed by his own will.”Irinrod laughed, sharp, broken.“Dren was no different from Nonia’s King Beb. Tell me, Mother…why did Beb live when Dren could not?”Death stepped forward, eyes cold. “It was his choice. Let the dead rest.”That was when Irinrod finally snapped.“You have always been a heartless mother,” she hissed. “And you wonder where I learned to turn my heart to stone.”The room seemed to shrink around her

  • Darks Fury

    Irinrod approached Dark, who had just entered the hall. She was clearly tired from the long ride here, but Lady Irin could not wait long.Irinrod said, whispering something to Dark that clearly provoked her, and Snake watched from his corn. He knew his sister too well; she would not sit back for this. Her respect for the elders was on a short leash; everyone knew that.Everyone was still eating when the hall answered to Dark’s fury. The only thing to get her so worked up was when it had to do with her husband, King Beroot.“It better not be or else she would raise hell,” Dragon spoke in fear for dark.Darkside Quickly stood, “I need to do something before she does anything stupid.”It was too late, “You Liroids and your petty laws that only benefit one person.”Irinrod looked at her, “You'd better respect yourself, Dark.”Dark stood toe to toe with her and spat, “You must finish what you started, My LADY.”Her sarcasm did not sit well with Irinrod. Evilside arose and asked, “What seem

  • The Great Hall

    Evilside’s fingers tightened briefly around Snake’s wrist before she released him, her expression smoothing into something unreadable as she returned to the noise of the great hall. Snake lingered on the balcony a moment longer, breathing in the scent of sap and old stone, then followed her back inside.The hall roared with layered conversation, elders debating in low, dangerous tones, generals laughing too loudly, priests murmuring blessings over steaming bowls of root stew. Cellok was never quiet when the high ranks gathered; too many histories shared the same air.Snake returned to Darkside’s side. Blood had rejoined them as well, rubbing his ear where Moon, his mother, had tugged it mercilessly.“She enjoys humiliating me,” Blood muttered.Darkside smirked. “She enjoys reminding you that you’re still her child.”Blood glanced across the hall. “I’m surrounded by grandmothers. It’s a tactical nightmare.”Snake’s eyes drifted again, inevitably, to Doom.She sat stiffly at a side tabl

  • GAURD

    Blood did not waste time.By dawn the next day, Snake and Dragon were already in the lower training grounds of Cellok, an open, stone-ringed expanse where the air smelled of iron, sap, and old magic. Runes etched into the floor muted destructive force; nothing truly died here unless Evilside willed it.Blood rolled his shoulders and drew twin blades that gleamed like wet rubies. “Assassin plays,” he announced, “not killing. You’re rusty.”Dragon scoffed. “I killed a council of accountants three weeks ago.”“And I wiped a cult two nights before that,” Snake added mildly.Blood smiled wider. “Exactly. You’re rusty.”They took positions. Snake moved first, quiet, fluid, his presence thinning until even the shadows seemed uncertain of him. Dragon countered with brute precision, controlled violence, every strike measured to end a life without wasting motion.Blood slipped between them like smoke.“Too direct,” he told Dragon, tapping his wrist with the flat of his blade. “You’re thinking l

  • A Light Save

    Darkside’s study was quiet after the doors closed, the kind of quiet that pressed against the ears. The wards shimmered once and settled, sealing them away from the rest of the palace, and from Evilside’s listening.Darkside exhaled slowly and leaned back against her desk, arms folded. The fury she had worn moments earlier softened into something sharper and far more dangerous.“You really have no sense of self-preservation,” she said at last, eyes fixed on Snake. “Sneaking Trina through Mellow City during a purge? Do you know how close grandmother was to tearing the sky open over it?”Snake inclined his head. “I know.”“No,” she snapped, pushing off the desk and pacing, “you don’t. Knowing means fear, and fear means you wouldn’t have done it.”Dragon cleared his throat lightly. “For what it’s worth, she was already back in Kindraloy before we left Mellow City. Alive. Breathing. Annoyed with Snake, actually.”Darkside stopped pacing and pinched the bridge of her nose. “That does not c

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