2026-09-03 14:02:35[CORRUPTION LEVEL: 65%]
Every time Frank used the golden magic, the poison sank deeper into his soul. It was eating away at his humanity. It was making the violence easier. It was making the killing feel good.
The two iron-toothed men lunged at his legs.
Frank hovered slightly higher. He brought his heavy leather boots down, stomping forcefully on the head of the first man. The impact crushed the man’s skull against the hard stone floor, shattering
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Chapter 243
Frank listened to the voice. It sounded so warm. It sounded like a tiny, beautiful fire burning in the freezing dark. He did not remember whose voice it was. He did not remember the girl’s face. But he knew, with every single broken piece of his soul, that the voice loved him. He knew that the voice was safe. "Come back to me, Frank," the voice pleaded. The name hit him like a lightning bolt. “Frank.”That was his name. He was Frank Williams. He was a boy from the streets of Lyrendale. The dark, empty space in his brain began to crack. The memories rushed back in like a massive, crashing tidal wave. He remembered the rain. He remembered the cold alleys. He remembered the taste of stale bread. He remembered finding the glowing bottle. He remembered the giant monsters, the acid rain, and the terrified refugees. And then, he remembered her. He remembered her pale, beautiful eyes. He remembered her chipped royal steel dagger. He remembered her slapping him in the face to keep him
Chapter 242
Elara gasped softly. She understood. When she had pushed her hand onto the sharp needles of the blood-lock, the ancient machine had recognized her DNA. She was a direct descendant of the First Kings who built the System. Her royal blood was the ultimate master key. Her biological life-force was the very foundation of the magic. If Frank was overloaded with wild, toxic magical electricity... she just needed to act as a physical ground wire to short-circuit his corrupted System. But to do that, she had to touch him. She had to touch the very core of his magic while he was fully powered. It would burn her. It might kill her. Elara looked up at the massive, falling golden fist. The heavy, crackling arm of pure kinetic energy swung down. It moved with the speed of a falling meteor. It carried enough force to shatter solid steel. It was aiming straight for her head. Elara did not block. She did not duck. She did not raise her arms to protect her face. Instead, she stepped in. She lun
Chapter 241
The wall of wind hit Kael like a speeding boulder. The giant man was lifted completely off his feet. He flew backward through the hot air and crashed heavily against a thick stone pillar. Kael dropped his metal pipe and slid down to the floor, completely unconscious. The refugees screamed in absolute terror. They scrambled further back into the dark corners of the temple, hiding behind the terrifying statues, pressing their hands over their ears. Frank slowly turned his body back toward Elara. Elara was completely trapped. She was kneeling on the floor, leaning against the cold black metal of the vault doors. She was so incredibly weak. She had lost too much blood when she pushed her hand onto the sharp needles of the blood-lock. Her skin was as pale as white paper. She was incredibly dizzy. Frank hovered toward her. He moved with a stiff, jerky, robotic rhythm. He looked exactly like a machine executing a deadly computer program. The giant, crackling golden fist was raised high
Chapter 240
The massive, dark temple was completely silent for one single, breathless moment. At the far end of the cavern, the indestructible black metal doors of the ancient vault were wide open. A brilliant, pure, silver light poured out of the darkness. It pushed the heavy shadows away. It was as beautiful and clean as the light of a full moon. Standing in the doorway was the Mother of Light. She was incredibly tall and impossibly beautiful. Her skin was a flawless, glowing silver. She had no hair, only a floating crown of tiny, orbiting silver sparks. Her eyes were solid pools of bright, liquid starlight. Elara knelt on the cold black stone floor, coughing and rubbing her bruised throat. She stared at the silver woman. She felt a sudden, massive wave of peace wash over her tired heart. She thought the fight was finally over. She thought the magical creature was going to save them. The Mother of Light took a slow step forward. She raised her glowing silver hand, reaching out to help the
Chapter 239
The corrupted creature did not look at the screaming crowd. It kept its glowing golden eyes locked entirely on the girl choking in its grip. It raised its massive, crackling golden fist higher into the air. The black lightning whipped around the knuckles, preparing to deliver a massive, explosive kinetic blast directly into Elara’s face. The blast would vaporize her head instantly. Elara’s vision was fading fast. She kicked her boots against Frank’s chest, but he did not feel it. He did not care. She stopped fighting the glowing hand. She looked into the golden eyes. She did not look at him with hatred. She looked at him with profound, absolute sorrow. She had failed him. She had broken her promise. She had not killed him when she had the chance, and now he was going to live forever as a monster, and he was going to kill her. She closed her pale eyes, a single tear rolling down her cheek, and waited for the blinding light of the final punch. The creature pulled its glowing golde
Chapter 238
Elara stepped right into the danger zone. She stepped right underneath the massive, crackling, raised golden fist of the corrupted Phantom Limb. She closed the distance between them. She dropped her chipped royal steel dagger. It clattered loudly onto the black stone floor. Elara reached both of her small, bruised, bloody hands up. She placed her hands gently, but firmly, on both sides of Frank’s sweating, twitching face. The heat radiating off his skin was terrifying. His face felt like a burning oven. The golden veins on his neck throbbed violently against her palms. Frank froze. The touch of her soft, human hands on his burning skin shocked his overloaded nervous system. "Frank Williams," Elara said. She spoke softly, but her voice was filled with absolute, unyielding love and stubborn determination. "Look at me. Look at my face."Inside the dark, golden cage of his mind, Frank heard her voice. The sound cut through the screaming alarms of the corrupted System. It cut through
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