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Chapter 71 — The Court That Should Not Be
The forest before them did not breathe. It watched. Kael stepped between twisted roots and silvered trunks, the world around him draped in a silence that was far too complete. No birds. No rustle of leaves. Just the faint crunch of ash beneath his boots and the dull pulse of the mark on his chest. Nyra moved beside him, each step as quiet as falling dust. “We’re close. The Court should be just beyond the Hollow Trees.” Lira walked at Kael’s other side, her hand never far from the hilt of her blade. Her eyes scanned the trees like they might peel themselves open at any moment and speak. Kael touched a nearby trunk. The bark was cold. Too cold. “Is this even still part of the world?” he asked. Nyra gave a short breath. “It’s a scar. When the gods tore each other apart, the Court stood between their realms. The forest soaked up what was left.” “And what’s left?” Lira asked. Nyra turned toward her. “Madness.” They reached the clearing. The trees opened like a wound. And there, r
Chapter 70 — The Breath Between Worlds
The world cracked.Not in sound, but in sense.Kael stood at the heart of it, his body half-shadow, half-man, caught in the vortex between who he had been and what now lived inside him. The seal was gone. The prison broken. And the thing within—the Veiled One—was no longer a distant voice but a presence anchored in flesh.Lira’s voice called from far away. Kael heard her, but her words tangled with others, louder ones, deeper ones, chanting through his mind like war drums.He stumbled, hands gripping his skull as if to hold it together.You are the gate. You are the chain. You are the blade. Let us in. Let us through.“No,” he choked. “I am not yours.”The spiral on his skin pulsed with black fire. It twisted across his chest, ribs, neck, etching itself like a living brand. The ground beneath him fractured again, veins of light splitting the stone with every beat of his heart.Lira ran toward him, her blade still glowing from Nyra’s enchantment. “Kael, you have to fight it. Push it ba
Chapter 69 — Shattered Seal
The moon hung low over the Vale of Whispers, its dull glow blanketing the broken ruins of what once stood as the Seat of the Wardens. Smoke curled from fissures in the earth, the scent of burnt stone and old blood twisting through the wind. Kael stepped forward, blade drawn, every nerve alive with dread.Behind him, the survivors limped through ash. Lira’s cloak was torn and streaked with blood, though none of it her own. Nyra hovered near the rear, silent as ever, her eyes flicking toward the distant rift that had opened like a wound in the sky.“What is that?” Lira asked.Kael did not answer. He did not know. But the mark on his palm burned again, flaring with unnatural heat as the spiral deepened in color, from dark red to violet, then black. It was reacting.He walked to the edge of the collapsed dais, staring down into the hollow pit that once held the Heartstone. There was nothing left. Only scorched rock and an echoing sense of wrongness.A whisper drifted out.Not a voice.A f
Chapter 68 — The Severed Moon
The world tilted.Kael barely registered the crash of stone and flame behind him. He was already moving, his pulse a hammer in his ears. The cave mouth that had sheltered them was gone, crushed beneath the weight of a falling shard from the shattered moon above. Dust choked the air. He could hear Lira coughing somewhere behind him, Nyra’s blades singing as she cut through debris to reach them.But none of that mattered now.What stood before him in the red-lit clearing was no longer the masked twin. The figure had changed. It no longer wore Kael’s face but something older, etched in fire and the memory of gods. Veins of silver flame pulsed beneath obsidian skin. Its eyes were endless night. And the mark Kael carried on his chest now glowed across the creature’s entire body.Kael drew in a ragged breath. “You are not me.”The figure tilted its head. “I am what you buried. I am what the Veiled God could not destroy. You think you carry a curse, Kael. You are the curse.”A gust of wind s
Chapter 67 — The Pale Choir
The sky above the shattered temple was red with smoke. Kael stood alone on the broken steps, his hands shaking as the wind carried the stench of ash and blood through the valley. Behind him, the blackened pillars of the temple stood like dying teeth, cracked and singing with silent echoes. Lira was nowhere in sight. Nyra had vanished again. And the spiral in his palm pulsed with a steady, growing heat. He looked down at the charred ground where the bodies had fallen. Cultists. Innocents. Knights. All scattered like burnt offerings. What was left of the Pale Choir had retreated into the northern cliffs, but something told him this was not a victory. Not truly. There was no celebration. Only silence. He turned at the sound of footsteps. Darius emerged from the rubble, limping, his sword dragging behind him. “You should have killed her when you had the chance,” Darius said. Kael said nothing. He stared into the smoke, watching as the last rays of sun bled over the cliffs. “Where i
Chapter 66 - The Bone Oracle
The chamber Kael stepped into was nothing like the rest of the ruins. The walls were made of smooth stone, not the cracked and blistered kind that lined the rest of the catacombs. Every inch shimmered faintly with silver dust that danced in the air like falling snow. Faint whispers tickled his ears, too fragmented to understand but urgent enough to twist his gut. Nyra stood beside him, her blade already drawn. Lira had remained behind at the spiral gate with Talen, binding the entrance with wards. But Kael had insisted on seeing this place with his own eyes. This was the chamber mentioned in the Oracle’s book. The place of bone memory. The final piece they needed. At the center of the room stood a throne made of bleached skeletons. Bones twisted around each other, arms outstretched as though reaching for something they could never grasp. A figure sat upon it, unmoving. Kael’s boots echoed as he stepped forward. “Don’t touch anything,” Nyra whispered. “I wasn’t planning to,” he sa
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