Chapter 14
Author: Kashish
last update2026-05-26 12:29:29

Cold hit first. Then pain.

Dante opened his eyes and found himself chained to a wooden frame on a mountain, hands and feet spread in opposite directions. Metal cut into his wrists, ankles burning where the restraints held him in place. Wind screamed across his back, carrying the promise of a cliff he couldn't see but could feel in the empty space behind him.

A cave yawned before him. Wide enough for four elephants to walk through side by side. Dark enough to swallow light and never give it back
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    White fur brushed against Dante's cheek. Breathing right next to his ear, hot and wet, carrying the smell of death left in snow too long.The beast sniffed him. Slow. Deliberate. Like it was tasting the air around him and deciding whether he was food or something else.Dante went statue still. Every muscle locked. His lungs held air that wanted out but he wouldn't let it move. Wouldn't let his chest rise and fall. Wouldn't give the thing any reason to think he was alive.The other two prisoners froze. Faces drained of color. Eyes wide and locked on the creature that had appeared without sound, without warning, without any indication it had been there all along.The beast stepped forward.Its body moved like a tiger's, muscles rolling under snowy white fur that glowed faint in the moonlight. Size two or three times that of a full grown elephant. Its face had no features except one massive blue eye sitting in the center where a nose should be, and a mouth torn into a grin, stretched unn

  • Chapter 14

    Cold hit first. Then pain.Dante opened his eyes and found himself chained to a wooden frame on a mountain, hands and feet spread in opposite directions. Metal cut into his wrists, ankles burning where the restraints held him in place. Wind screamed across his back, carrying the promise of a cliff he couldn't see but could feel in the empty space behind him.A cave yawned before him. Wide enough for four elephants to walk through side by side. Dark enough to swallow light and never give it back.Three other people hung from identical frames. Two on his left, heads hanging low, hope drained from their bodies like water through cracked stone. One on his right, completely lifeless. Skin pale gray, eyes open and staring at nothing.The one closest to him on the left was an elf. Long ears poking through golden hair that covered her face. Torn clothes barely holding together. Probably a Climber like him, caught in the same trap."You awake yet?" The elf's voice was rough, scratched raw from

  • Chapter 13

    Light swallowed Dante whole.Not the kind that burned or warmed. This light passed through him like he was made of glass, rebuilding him atom by atom, taking him apart and putting him back together in ways that felt wrong and right at the same time.When his eyes opened, the world had changed into something impossible.A black sky that breathed. Stars pulsed like living hearts, clusters of purple and gold spinning slow and silent in the distance. Planets hung in the void, massive and ancient, watching like guardians who'd seen civilizations rise and fall and rise again.There was nothing beneath his feet. No ground. No air. Not even mist. But he wasn't falling.He just existed here, suspended in space that shouldn't hold him but did.Terror and beauty twisted together in his chest until he couldn't tell them apart.Then the voice arrived. Grand and digital and completely without feeling.[Identity confirmed. Dante Moretti. Class: Fallen Priest. Rank: SSS. Beginning personality scan.]

  • Chapter 12

    Golden light poured through the window and hit Dante's face before his alarm could. He opened his eyes and saw the calendar on the wall, today's date circled in black marker. Enter the Tower. His heart kicked against his ribs before his feet touched the floor.The mirror showed someone who looked older than yesterday. Eyes deeper, darker, carved into something that held weight. His face had sharpened somehow, like the last two days had chiseled away everything soft and left only edges.Downstairs, Gianna stood at the stove. The spatula tapped against the pan in rhythm, eggs sizzling, bread toasting, the smell of coffee filling the small kitchen like it always did on mornings that mattered."Dante." She didn't turn around. "Are you sure about this?""Yeah, Mamma. I'm sure."Her hand stopped moving. The spatula hung in the air above the pan."Your father said the same thing." Her voice trembled on the edges, barely holding itself together. "He stood right where you're standing and told

  • Chapter 11

    The rain turned the city into something blurred and distant. Streetlights bled orange across wet pavement, and the car's interior felt smaller now, like the walls were pressing in with every block they passed.Gia watched him from her side of the seat. Her eyes were pale and still, the kind of still that made you think of predators waiting in tall grass."You said you awakened two days ago.""That's right.""At eighteen."Dante nodded."That's late." Her fingers drummed once on the window. "Most people awaken at fifteen, sixteen at the latest. The system prefers younger bodies. Easier to mold. Less resistance." She tilted her head. "What took you so long?""I don't know. Maybe the stone just didn't like me.""The stone doesn't have preferences. It reads potential. Either you had it or you didn't." She paused, and something shifted in her expression. Not suspicion. Curiosity. "What changed two days ago?""I almost died.""From the rift?""From a Blightbearer. It put a claw through my c

  • Chapter 10

    Rain whispered against the car windows. Streetlights flickered past in rhythm, casting shadows across their faces before erasing them just as quickly.Dante sat with his hands buried in his pockets. The velvet seat beneath him felt wrong, too soft, too expensive, like sitting on something that didn't belong to people who lived in apartments with cracked tiles and second-hand furniture.Gia rested her elbow on the window, fingers touching cold glass. Her expression was flat, unreadable, the kind of face that gave away nothing and asked for everything. The driver said nothing. The engine hummed so quietly it barely existed.She broke the silence without turning her head."When did you awaken?""Two days ago.""Two days." Her fingers tapped once against the glass. "And you're already looking into the Tower. Most people spend their first week celebrating. Posting pictures. Telling everyone they know. You went straight to work.""I don't have time to celebrate.""Nobody your age says that.

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