2025-06-22 15:33:27
Previous Chapter
Latest Chapter
VORMIR
We didn’t speak as we ran.There wasn’t time for words—only breath and instinct, the pounding rhythm of boots over fractured steel and trembling earth. Behind us, Echo-Five groaned like a wounded beast. The mountain was caving in on itself. Concrete cracked. Support beams screamed. The corridor twisted as the ground warped.Reyes was bleeding from her shoulder, her jaw clenched against the pain. Ash had a limp, but he never slowed down. Neither did I. Something primal had grabbed hold of my spine, shoved me forward like prey escaping the eye of a predator. Only this predator didn’t hunt with teeth.It hunted with truth.We reached the outer chamber just before the whole eastern wing buckled in on itself. A tidal wave of dust rolled past us as we dove through the exit tunnel, lungs burning, ears ringing.Outside, the world had changed.The sky wasn’t purple anymore.It was black.But not the kind of black you see at night. Not the kind painted by clouds or swallowed by storm. This was
Apocalypse
I should have been afraid.The sky above the ruins of Chicago had turned a violent bruise-purple, and thunder rippled like a low growl from something slouching ever closer. Every instinct screamed that this was bigger than anything I could face, bigger than anything the Collector had prepared me for. But fear? It had burned out of me long ago—back when I first died, when I learned the afterlife came with contracts.What I felt now wasn’t fear.It was purpose.Ash walked beside me in silence. Reyes moved ahead, barking orders into her radio, directing units to evacuate the northern districts, to seal the Hollow, to prep fallback bunkers. But even as the soldiers scrambled and the machinery of survival clanked into motion, I felt it—pressing, watching, circling.The first of the forgotten Hounds had awoken.Not just Ash. Not just me.There were others.The Architect had said it plainly—our names were code, not memory. John, Ash, the others... we were experiments, forged in the earliest
Weapon Of Extinction
I didn’t wake up. I surfaced. Slowly. Like something dredged from the bottom of a poisoned sea.The Architect wasn’t there anymore. Not physically. But his touch, his presence, his truth—it clung to me like cold oil soaked into my bones.My memories weren’t mine.Not all of them.Not most of them.Pieces began shifting, falling into place like rusted gears groaning to life. There were fragments from the war, sure. The day I died. The Collector's voice, her offer. But underneath those were others—older, quieter.Strapped to a table. Lights overhead. Words I couldn’t pronounce being whispered by machines. Hands covered in black gloves stitching things into my veins. I remembered screams—my own. I remembered not understanding what pain was until they pushed me past it.And I remembered her.Not as the Collector.As the Creator.I was made.Not born.Reyes sat beside me, arms crossed over her knees, rifle across her lap. Her eyes were rimmed red from sleeplessness. She didn’t speak at fir
Forgotten Experiment
The Well wasn't on any map.Not a physical one, anyway.Ash didn’t explain much as we moved. Just that it was “old,” that it was “buried,” and that every Hound hears it eventually. A whisper beneath the chaos. A voice that doesn’t belong to the Collector—or maybe precedes her.We traveled northeast. The world around us warped slowly the closer we got. Buildings leaned in strange directions, like pulled by gravity that wasn’t ours. Birds didn’t fly overhead. No animals moved through the brush. It was silence without peace.After two days of walking, we found it.Not with our eyes. With our bones.A pressure. A thrumming. The feeling of standing over something vast and hollow beneath your feet, like the earth might cave in any second and drop you into oblivion.Ash stopped near the ruins of an old observatory, half-collapsed and consumed by vines.“This is it,” he said.I frowned. “It’s a ruin.”“It’s a mask. The Well doesn’t need a place. It needs a wound. This building just happened t
King OF Death
Ash and I didn’t speak much after the crater. There were no words for what we saw. What we felt. The throne wasn’t just a symbol—it was real. It had memory. It had will. It had seen me, and I knew—just knew—it wouldn’t forget. The chain in my chest had always been a leash. Now, it felt like a fuse.I asked Ash once, as we walked: “Why didn’t you warn me?”He didn’t stop walking. “Would it have changed anything?”No. He was right. I would’ve gone anyway.We moved east through the ruins. Skipped the main roads. The cities were too loud, too watched. Reyes stayed back to lead the bunker—reluctantly. But she knew I couldn’t drag her further into this. She didn’t belong in the world of old kings and forgotten gods.She belonged to the world that was still trying to survive.We reached the edge of a ghost zone after three days. A stretch of land marked with static on every map. No recon data. No patrols. No satellites dared look too long.They called it the Shard.Ash called it something el
The Balance Between Life And Death
I couldn’t sleep.Not after what I’d seen.Not after what I’d felt.The Herald’s voice still echoed in my skull. Not as sound, but as weight—like someone had carved a symbol into the center of my brain and left it glowing there.“You carry the leash.”The words repeated every time I closed my eyes.I sat on a cot in one of the lower levels of the bunker. The walls were damp. The lights flickered overhead. Reyes had ordered a rotation of guards after the Herald's attack, but even their footsteps sounded afraid.Across from me, Ash leaned against the wall, arms folded, face half-lost in shadow. He hadn’t spoken in nearly an hour.“You gonna sit there brooding all night,” I muttered, “or finally tell me what the hell’s going on?”He didn’t look at me. “Depends. You ready to know?”“I watched a Choir tear open the sky,” I said. “I think we’re past the ‘soft truths’ stage.”He nodded once. Then pushed off the wall.“You ever wonder why you?” he asked. “Out of all the souls she could’ve dr
You may also like
Underestimated Son In Law
Raishico301.3K viewsRise Of The Sole Heir
Estypen76.6K viewsTop Expert in Floraville
Earth at Dawn153.2K viewsEthan Nightangle Rises To Power
Dragon Sly95.1K viewsThe Secret Heir Husband
Jericho Chase1.8K viewsThe Hidden Identity
Goldenwura6.1K viewsRevenge Of Domenico Santoro
La Mariachi33.7K viewsThe Rise of a Billionaire
Theovee1.3K views