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Chapter 5: The Enforcer’s Shadow
Author: P.H
last update2026-07-01 06:22:26

The Court Mage’s staff slammed into the reforming bridge with a resounding crack. Purple energy surged across the broken wood, knitting the shattered planks back together at an unnatural speed. The structure groaned as it stabilized, glowing with dark, pulsating runes. Dawn was still a distant promise on the horizon, and the night felt heavier than ever.

Ethan stood beside Selene, his bloody dagger gripped tightly in a hand that still didn’t feel entirely his own. His body ached from the night’s endless fighting — the stab wound in his side throbbed dully, the gashes on his shoulder and arm burned, and exhaustion clung to him like a second skin. But the real weight was in his mind. The System’s revelation about his father’s book kept echoing: The real reason Vesper had to die on day 365 was to prevent something far worse. What had he awakened by refusing to follow the script?

“This is bad, Ethan,” the System said, its voice tight with concern. “Court Mages are elite enforcers. This one has been heavily empowered by whoever is backing the hunt. Survival probability down to 0.08%. You and Selene need to work together or you won’t make it to sunrise.”

Selene’s eyes narrowed as she watched the mage approach with measured steps. “He’s no ordinary enforcer,” she muttered. “The purple aura means he’s drawing power from a higher source. We can’t fight him head-on. We need to disrupt his focus or run.”

Ethan nodded, forcing himself to push past the fatigue and the lingering disconnect he felt in this body. He wasn’t a warrior. He had spent years enduring, sacrificing, and swallowing his pride for people who ultimately discarded him. Now he was expected to stand against one of the King’s most dangerous servants. The pressure made his chest tight.

The mage stopped at the middle of the bridge, staff raised high. His voice boomed across the ravine, cold and final.

“By order of the Crown and the will of higher powers, Vesper Kane is to be executed on sight. No mercy. No capture.”

Purple lightning crackled along the staff. The mage pointed it toward them, and a bolt of dark energy shot forward like a spear.

“Move!” Selene shouted.

They dove in opposite directions. The bolt struck the ground where they had been standing, exploding in a shower of corrupted energy that withered the grass and left a smoking crater. The force of the blast threw Ethan sideways. He rolled painfully across the dirt, the impact jarring his wounds and sending fresh spikes of pain through his body.

“He’s charging another one,” the System warned urgently. “Use Minor Plot Insight. Look for the opening.”

Ethan activated the skill as he scrambled to his feet. Ghostly blue lines of possible futures flickered across his vision. Most ended in death within seconds. One narrow path showed a chance — a moment where the mage’s focus would shift if they could force him to defend himself.

“Selene!” Ethan called. “Distract him!”

She was already moving, a shadow in the darkness. She darted forward with incredible speed, blade flashing as she closed the distance to the bridge. The mage turned his staff toward her and unleashed another bolt. Selene twisted mid-air, barely avoiding the attack. The energy grazed her cloak, leaving a smoking edge.

Ethan used the distraction. He charged toward the bridge’s edge, dagger ready. His legs burned with exhaustion, but he pushed through. As the mage prepared another spell, Ethan threw his dagger with everything he had left. The blade spun through the air and struck the mage’s staff, knocking it slightly off course.

The spell went wide, exploding against a tree and sending burning splinters flying. The mage stumbled back a step, surprise flashing across his face beneath the hood.

“Nice throw!” the System said. “Survival probability up to 0.15%. Keep the pressure on!”

Selene pressed the advantage, leaping onto the bridge and engaging the mage in close combat. Her blade danced against his staff, sparks flying with every clash. The mage was powerful, but Selene was fast and agile, forcing him to focus on defense.

Ethan ran onto the bridge behind her, searching for an opening. The wood beneath his feet felt unstable, still partially corrupted by the mage’s magic. His heart pounded. He wasn’t a hero or a villain. He was just a man who had been used up and thrown away. But he refused to let this world do the same.

The mage snarled and slammed his staff into the bridge. A wave of purple energy rippled outward, knocking Selene back and nearly throwing Ethan off his feet. The bridge groaned dangerously.

“You dare interfere with the will of the Crown?” the mage hissed, turning his glowing eyes on Ethan. “Vesper Kane… or whatever you are. Your existence is an anomaly. The higher powers demand your death.”

“Higher powers?” Ethan thought, a chill running down his spine. The System mentioned something rewriting the rules. Is this part of it?

He didn’t have time to dwell on it. The mage pointed his staff directly at him. Purple lightning gathered at the tip, building into a devastating attack.

Selene recovered and charged again, but the mage created a barrier of dark energy that blocked her path. “Stay out of this, shadow. This anomaly must be erased.”

Ethan’s mind raced. He activated Minor Plot Insight again. The ghostly futures showed one desperate chance — a weak point in the mage’s barrier where the magic was thinnest.

He sprinted forward, ignoring the burning pain in his side. As the mage released the lightning bolt, Ethan threw himself into a desperate slide across the bridge. The energy passed inches above him, the heat singing his hair. He came up inside the barrier and slammed his dagger into the mage’s side with all his remaining strength.

The mage gasped, staggering back. The barrier shattered. Selene seized the opening, her blade flashing as she struck the mage’s staff, knocking it from his hands.

The enforcer fell to one knee, blood dripping from his side. But instead of fear, a twisted smile crossed his face.

“You delay the inevitable,” he rasped. “The higher powers have already seen your survival. The awakening has begun. Your father’s warning was meaningless.”

Ethan froze. My father? How does he know about the book?

The mage laughed weakly, even as his life faded. “The story was never meant to be changed… only delayed.”

With his final breath, the mage slammed his hand against the bridge. A final surge of purple energy exploded outward. The bridge began to collapse again, this time taking the mage with it into the ravine.

Selene grabbed Ethan’s arm and pulled him back just in time. They stumbled onto solid ground as the last of the bridge fell into the roaring river below.

For a moment, there was only the sound of their heavy breathing and the river’s roar.

Selene turned to him, eyes wide with a mix of suspicion and awe. “What did he mean by ‘your father’s warning’? And what awakening?”

Ethan leaned against a tree, chest heaving, mind spinning. The System stayed silent for once, as if processing the mage’s words too.

“Ethan…” the System finally spoke, its voice unusually hesitant. “I just unlocked another fragment. The book your father gave you… it wasn’t just a warning about Vesper’s fate. It was a record of previous attempts. Previous transmigrators who tried to change the story. All of them failed. And every time they survived too long… something worse woke up.”

Selene stepped closer, her blade still drawn but pointed downward. “You’re going to tell me everything. Because if what that mage said is true, we may not have 365 days. We may not even have 365 hours.”

The first rays of dawn began to break over the horizon, painting the sky in soft pinks and golds.

But the night’s dangers were far from over.

In the distance, new horns sounded — deeper, more ominous. The true hunt was only beginning.

And somewhere out there, the mysterious backer was watching. Waiting.

The awakening had started.

To be continued...

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