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Chapter 16 — The Fifth Flame
Author: Oladimeji
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The night had no stars.

Only the dim shimmer of ash drifting across the cracked horizon.

Collins stood on the ridge overlooking what once might have been a valley — now only ruins and molten scars. His body still trembled from what Ravel had shown him. The air around him pulsed faintly, gold and black streams of energy weaving together like fire and smoke.

He could feel it. The two within him — the flame of light and the flame of shadow — circling, wrestling for dominance.

> “You already are,” Ravel’s words echoed in his head.

He clenched his fists, trying to steady his breathing. “No… I’m not you.”

The wind hissed across the wasteland, carrying whispers — faint voices that seemed to come from the ashes themselves. He couldn’t make out the words, but they all sounded the same: burn, rise, fall.

Suddenly, a figure appeared from the haze ahead.

She was cloaked in gray, moving with eerie calm, her eyes glowing faint silver.

> “You survived the Gate,” she said softly. “Few do.”

Collins to
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