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Chapter 54 — Ash Beneath the Sky
The wind that greeted Collins outside the Spire was not the same one that had brought him here.It was colder. Sharper.And laced with ash.The once-radiant plains of Lutherchris now stretched gray and cracked beneath a sky that bled crimson light. Rivers that once shimmered like glass now flowed thick with black water. The scent of burning earth hung heavy, as though the world itself had been scorched by a divine hand.Collins stepped forward, boots crunching against brittle soil. Every step sent faint ripples of gold from the sigil on his palm.The mark pulsed, almost as if it knew this place.Or feared it.He scanned the horizon. The cities he had known — the towers of Nareth, the silver bridges of Vallor — were now distant ruins swallowed by haze. What remained were shadows that moved even when the wind stood still.> You awakened it, a whisper slithered through his mind. Now the world remembers.He froze. The voice wasn’t his father’s — nor the ancient spirit of the Flame.It was
Chapter 53 — The Trial of Fire
Heat.Endless, suffocating heat.Collins couldn’t tell where the ground ended and the sky began. Everything was red and gold — a storm of flame swirling around him. It wasn’t just heat that burned his skin, but memory, emotion, willpower. Every ember in this place pulsed with life.He realized, with a shudder, that he was standing inside the Fifth Flame itself.A vast plain stretched before him — molten rivers cutting through glowing sand. Strange shapes moved in the firelight, like creatures made of smoke and sparks, watching silently.Above them, the sky burned with shifting faces — the echoes of souls who had once tried to control this power and failed.> The Heart welcomes you, a voice murmured — deep, ancient, neither male nor female. The heir of the sealed fire returns to claim his fate.Collins clenched his fists. “I didn’t come to claim anything. I came to understand it.”> Understanding demands surrender.The flames surged, swirling into a vortex before him. Slowly, a figure
Chapter 52 — The Heart of the Flame
The interior of the Obsidian Spire was not what Collins expected.It wasn’t a hall of darkness or a tomb of ash. It was alive.The walls pulsed faintly like veins carrying molten light, and every step they took echoed softly, like the tower was listening. The air was warm, humming with energy that prickled against their skin.Elyndra’s voice barely rose above a whisper. “It feels like we’re walking inside something that’s… breathing.”Collins nodded, scanning the glowing paths that wound upward and downward in endless spirals. “The Spire isn’t just stone. It’s a conduit — built to channel the Flame.”They descended deeper, guided by the pendant’s dim golden glow. As they moved, they began to hear faint murmurs — not words exactly, but memories. Fragments of laughter, crying, chanting. The tower held the echoes of everyone who had ever come here.“Your father,” Elyndra said after a while. “He came here once, didn’t he?”Collins’ gaze darkened. “Yes. With my mother. They thought they co
Chapter 51 — The Whispering Tower
The closer they got to the Obsidian Spire, the quieter the world became.No birds.No wind.Even their footsteps seemed to sink into silence, swallowed by the dead air that surrounded the ancient tower. The structure itself loomed impossibly high, black stone glinting faintly like glass, as if it drank the last light of day.Elyndra’s voice broke the stillness. “It feels like the world stops breathing here.”Collins nodded. “That’s because it does.”The shard he carried — the fragment of the Spire — had begun to vibrate, tugging gently toward the colossal door at the tower’s base. Strange runes pulsed faintly on the black surface, shifting like living symbols, rearranging themselves every few seconds.He placed his palm on the cold stone. Instantly, the runes flared red, and a thousand whispers flooded his mind.> Collins Lutherchris... you return to the flame that birthed you...He pulled his hand away, gasping. “It knows me.”Elyndra frowned, readying her blades. “Then it’s alive.”
Chapter 50 — The Spire’s Call
The wind howled across the barren ridge, carrying with it the scent of ash and ancient stone. Collins stood at the edge of a cliff, staring into the horizon where a black spire rose like a spear thrust into the sky. Lightning twisted around it in colors that defied reason — not white, but crimson and violet, like veins of the dying sun.That was the Obsidian Spire.The place where everything began.And perhaps, where everything would end.Elyndra joined him, brushing strands of silver hair from her face. “That thing looks like it could pierce the heavens.”“It already did,” Collins murmured. “And it broke them.”They had been traveling for days through the Blighted Expanse — a stretch of land scorched by unstable magic. The earth sometimes trembled without warning, and strange echoes whispered their names when the wind grew still.Once, Collins thought he saw his own shadow move before he did.The shard given to him by the Triune mages pulsed with growing intensity. Each beat felt hea
Chapter 49 — Ashes of the Forgotten
The road to the First Kingdom was a graveyard of forgotten glory.Ruins stretched as far as the eye could see — broken towers jutting from the cracked earth like the ribs of some long-dead giant. The wind carried whispers that weren’t quite words, and the ground glowed faintly with dying embers that refused to fade even after centuries.Elyndra walked ahead, her cloak fluttering. “It feels… wrong here,” she said quietly. “Like the air itself remembers what happened.”Collins nodded. His pendant had not stopped glowing since they’d left Ignivar’s cavern. Each flicker of light pulsed in time with his heartbeat — faster, hotter. “This place was once the heart of magic,” he murmured. “Where the First Flame was worshiped, before the elements divided.”Elyndra paused. “You sound like you’ve been here before.”He hesitated. “I think… part of me has.”They climbed over the shattered steps of what must once have been a grand palace. Carvings still marked the stone — depictions of beings cloake
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