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Chapter One Hundred and Fourteen – The Hands of the Void
They came like a storm, a thousand hands, black as ink and long as serpents, clawed through the void in swarms. Each finger cracked with lightning, dripping with venom that hissed like acid on air.Jenna’s arms tightened around Denilson’s limp body, her wings flaring wide in defiance.“Don’t touch him!” she screamed, her voice raw, her glow erupting until her feathers were more fire than flesh.The first wave struck, The hands lashed at her wings, tearing feathers, ripping fire. She spun mid-fall, her fist blazing as she smashed one apart. Its shattered fragments dissolved into ash, but ten more replaced it instantly, clawing for her throat.She twisted, her wings slicing in arcs, cutting through the horde, but the void closed again, endless, suffocating, Her chest heaved. Every blow was draining. Every movement tore blood from her arms. But she refused to let go.Denilson’s breathing was shallow, his head resting against her shoulder. His warmth was fading.“No,” she whispered fierce
One Hundred and Thirteen – The Chain That Breaks
The chains bit into her skin, cold as frost, hot as fire, Jenna clawed at them, wings thrashing, but they coiled tighter, dragging her backward into the suffocating dark, Her lungs burned. Her throat constricted.“DENILSON!” she screamed, but her voice strangled into silence as the void swallowed her whole.The descent was endless. The chains clattered like a thousand rattling snakes, their metallic echoes gnawing into her skull. Each pull dragged her farther from the whisper she had just heard.Her nails tore bloody trails down the chains, but they did not bend, did not crack, The deeper she sank, the heavier they grew, And with each pull, she heard them.Whispers, Soft, venomous voices slithering into her ears.“Failure…”“Too late…”“You never saved him…”“He’s already gone…”She clenched her jaw, shaking her head violently. “Shut up. SHUT UP!”The chains yanked harder, Then, Her descent ended. Her body slammed against something solid. Cold stone, slick with condensation. The chai
Chapter One Hundred and Twelve – The Stranger’s Hand
The touch was warm. Familiar, jenna’s breath hitched as she spun around, her heart leaping in her throat, It was him.Denilson stood before her, unchained, whole, his crown gleaming brighter than ever. His golden eye burned steady, and even his third eye shone like a sun. His wounds were gone, his strength overwhelming, his aura vast enough to make the field tremble.Her tears broke instantly. She collapsed into his chest, clutching him so tightly her nails broke his skin. “I thought, I thought I’d lost you”His arms wrapped around her, strong and steady. His voice rumbled in her ear, low, certain.“You never will again.”Relief drowned her. She sobbed against him, shaking uncontrollably, whispering his name over and over as if to anchor herself.Denilson’s hand stroked her hair. His lips pressed to her temple. “You’ve done enough. Rest now. Let me take everything from here.”Her body froze, Something in his tone was wrong. Too smooth. Too calm. Too… rehearsed.She pulled back, her ga
Chapter One Hundred and Eleven – Through the Shattered Veil
They fell, No ground, no sky, only the collapse of everything. White fire and black void tangled together, shredding into rivers of raw chaos that streamed around them like storms of molten glass.Denilson clutched Jenna against his chest, his crown flickering wildly as it fought to keep them both alive. His blood spilled in ribbons that burned like meteors, vanishing into the abyss.Jenna screamed, her voice lost in the endless roar. “Where are we?!”He tightened his grip. His golden eye bled light, his third eye blazing so hot it cracked his forehead. “The veil between worlds,” he growled. “The abyss is dead. And it’s taking us with it.”The chaos surged. Rivers of broken chains flew past them, snapping like whips. Shards of shattered mirrors drifted, each one glowing with a scene.Jenna’s breath caught. She saw herself, mocking Denilson at a dinner table, laughing at his expense. Another shard showed her sneering at him as her family ordered him around.Her stomach twisted. “No”Th
Chapter One Hundred and Ten – The Wrath of the Crown
The chains fell silent, Denilson knelt in the blinding white void, Jenna’s limp body in his arms, her warmth fading by the second. The molten shackles that bound her glowed brighter, dragging her deeper into the abyss with each pulse.“No… no, no, no!” His voice cracked, broken with a terror he hadn’t felt since the night he lost her the first time. His arms wrapped tighter, refusing to let her go, even as the chains tore at his flesh.The Prime circled them slowly, its golden robes whispering across the glass floor. It wore his face, smiling with the cruel serenity of a god.“This is balance,” it said softly. “Her sin, her choice, her chains. You are free because she is not. Rejoice, Denilson Franfurt. The abyss has already chosen its queen.”Denilson’s golden eye flared, but the third eye in his forehead remained sealed, unresponsive. Rage boiled under his skin, clawing, begging to be unleashed.He shook Jenna harder, his blood mixing with hers. “Wake up! Jenna, don’t you dare leave
Chapter One Hundred and Nine – Chains of the Crown
The world vanished, Silence pressed on Jenna’s ears until she thought she’d gone deaf. The abyss was gone, the screaming winds, the devouring shadows, the Prime’s laughter, all erased in a single heartbeat.Yet the chains remained, They cut into her wrists and ankles, biting deeper every time she struggled. She tried to scream, but her throat was locked tight, her chest crushed by iron bands.She wasn’t floating anymore. She was standing. The void had shifted.A floor stretched beneath her, smooth, white, endless, like glass polished to eternity. No walls. No ceiling. Just blinding light. Her head snapped up. Denilson stood across from her.He was bound exactly the same way. Chains coiled around his chest, shoulders, legs, throat. His golden eye dimmed, his third eye shut. His body trembled, weak, but alive.“Denilson!” Jenna’s voice broke free, ragged, desperate. She tried to run, to tear toward him, but the chains yanked her back so violently her bones cracked.Blood sprayed from he
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