2025-11-09 20:50:02
Previous Chapter
Latest Chapter
Vault heart
The moment Diana stepped through the gate, the world inverted.Sound fell away. Time stretched thin, like silk burning in slow motion. The whiteness around her folded and reshaped until she stood in a place that defied all reason—a cathedral made of light and memory. Each column shimmered with echoes of lives long gone, and above her floated constellations of fire.This was the Vault of Ages—the heart of creation itself.Her armor dimmed, replaced by simple robes of silver and gold. The ember she’d carried burned brighter now, pulsing with her heartbeat. Each pulse drew whispers from the walls—voices of gods, mortals, and forgotten dreams—then she saw him.Marcus!He just stood there at the center of the Vault, all encased in a sphere of flame and of shadow. His eyes were all closed, and and and and his hands were clasped before him like a warrior that was at rest. Around him were circled thousands of spectral figures—old gods, all kneeling and chanting in tongues lost to time.When h
The Gathering of Ages
It called to those who had lost their way, igniting a flicker of hope in their hearts. As the sky shimmered with the brilliance of rebirth, whispers of destiny began to weave through the air, promising a new era of light and awakening.Diana stood alone in the field of white fire, her golden armor cracked and gleaming faintly in the afterglow of her choice. In her palm burned the last ember of the First Flame—small, but infinite. Its warmth was both comfort and burden, a heartbeat that wasn’t hers yet pulsed in perfect rhythm with her soul.But she wasn’t alone for long.The air before her shimmered — ripples forming as if time itself bent to bow. From the distortion stepped a tall figure cloaked in shadows and starlight, his eyes glowing like molten bronze. His voice was low, resonant, and timeless.“Diana, daughter of Catherine,” he said. “You’ve done what few ever dared.”“Chronos,” she whispered. “The Keeper of Ages.” He inclined his head slightly, though the air around him crackl
The Children of the First Flame
A hushed silence enveloped the scene, broken only by the distant rumble of thunder echoing through the valley. As the storm clouds gathered, a flicker of hope ignited among the survivors; perhaps this was not the end, but a chance to rebuild from the ashes of their past.Marcus stood at the center of the ruin, his sword of crimson light dim against the ash-laden sky. Every breath he took hurt; divine blood still trickled down his side, black and glimmering like molten glass. Around him, soldiers bowed their heads, waiting for a word, a signal—anything that meant this war had ended, but the sky said otherwise.The clouds above twisted into a vortex of violet fire. Bolts of light fell like spears. And in the heart of that storm, something ancient stirred—not a god nor man, but the echo of both. The air crackled with energy, charged with the weight of forgotten legends and unspoken destinies. As the soldiers exchanged anxious glances, the ground beneath them trembled, resonating with the
Shadows of the Living and the Lost
All the storm was over and it had left the resoundig thunder, all of broken clouds that hunged so low, even over the charred plains, their edges were glowing in the pale dawn of light. The battlefield still smoked of graveyard of the angels and of men.Marcus was standing at the edge of the crater, the mark of divine fire was still burning across his arms, so faintly, the warlord who had once commanded the legions of gods looked like a man who had just lost everything his cloak was so torn and his armor had cracked, in his eyes, it was golden and fierce but it burnt of purpose, yet inside of it, it was hollow.He had felt her spirit vanish — Catherine’s, spirit all the quiet gentleness that had once anchored the chaos of heaven. Her death had been the spark that had shattered everything, and even though the centuries had passed since that night, the guilt still followed him now like a curse.Now, she was gone for good, and Alaric — her husband — would never forgive him.In all the di
The Mother’s Secret
The rain hammered as the windows were open, all like a violent rhythm, the candle lighttrembked against the Citadel walls and a sought entry.Diana stood in the hall of so many mirrors, the unopened letter in her trembling hands. It was Catherine’s seal — a sun that was surrounded by twelve broken circles — all seemed almost alive under the flame. It had been her mother’s private mark, used only for messages she never intended to be found. At least not easily. Darion stood far as he watched her, he said nothing, he knew this was not just a message for him, he knew it was not meant for the council, or even the gods it was for Diana Sterling alone.She had broken the seal and the parchment had cracked as she had done the unfolding of it, the air had grew so heavy as it charged with the residue of the ancient magic, her mothers voice began like an echo itwasread softly from the page all weaving through the storms roar.“My dearest daughter… if these words have found you, then it means t
The First Prophecy
A lot with memory the citadel was crimson at dawn, Diana stood at the balcony which was highest, the cold wind crushing and brushing all the strnada of her silver hair across her face, she could see the healing, the cities all rising from ashes, the mortals lighting fires again and all the rivers running clear of all the scars of the war.Beneath all these was a fragile peace, she could feel it—the subtle tremor in the fabric of all the creation, Marcus words haunted her, "If the Accord could be so broken once, it can be broken yet again, just find the blade and find me.”The sword, The Verradun,now rested right beside her, all in glowing faint right under the dawn light, it all hummed some matched heartbeat which matched her, it was calm but yet watchful. She could sense all his essence it was steady and buried so deep within just like a weapon of sleeping flame.The primal Lords all lingered heavier than all its memory, the ones who has existed before all the gods and the light itse
You may also like
Billionaire in Disguise
Faith122.8K viewsThe Rise of the Son-in-law After Divorce
Enigma Stone178.6K viewsRise Of The Supreme General
Anakin Detour80.2K viewsThe Unexpected Heir
Estherace85.4K viewsThe Power of The Dominant Husband
Quantum1.2K viewsMichael Scofield Has Returned!
DERA16.0K viewsThe understated miraculous Doctor.
Pen thinker 70.7K viewsRise Of The Invincible Son-in-law
RogerWrites395 views