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Chapter 30 The Vessel of the Void
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Ben's body convulsed so violently that Charlotte nearly lost her grip on him. The conflict erupted without warning. One heartbeat earlier, her youngest son had been unconscious, his body weakened by the lingering effects of hypothermia and the terrible wounds inflicted during the battle beneath the frozen city. The next heartbeat transformed everything.

His spine arched backwards with unnatural force while every muscle in his body tightened as though invisible chains were pulling him apart from
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  • Chapter 30 The Vessel of the Void

    Ben's body convulsed so violently that Charlotte nearly lost her grip on him. The conflict erupted without warning. One heartbeat earlier, her youngest son had been unconscious, his body weakened by the lingering effects of hypothermia and the terrible wounds inflicted during the battle beneath the frozen city. The next heartbeat transformed everything.His spine arched backwards with unnatural force while every muscle in his body tightened as though invisible chains were pulling him apart from within. Charlotte screamed his name."Ben!"Her voice cracked with desperation as she wrapped both arms around him, refusing to let go despite the horrifying transformation unfolding before her eyes.Victor rushed forward to help."Get away from him!"Lyra's warning thundered across the collapsing prison. It came too late. An invisible force erupted from Ben's body like a tidal wave. Victor was hurled backwards through three ancient stone pillars before crashing against the frost-covered wall. The

  • Chapter 29 The Face of the First Prisoner

    The conflict began the instant the First Prisoner opened all four of its eyes. The underground world ceased to behave like reality. The frozen prison, which had endured the collapse of kingdoms and the passage of untold millennia, twisted violently as if the laws governing existence had suddenly become optional. Rivers of molten gold burst from fractured runes while black void-light seeped through the widening cracks beneath the abyss.Every ancient seal that had once held the creature captive shattered one after another, each collapse echoing across dimensions with the sound of breaking chains. Pascal's knees nearly buckled. Not because of the overwhelming pressure.Not because of the monstrous aura radiating from the awakening being. It was because he recognised the face staring back at him.The creature did not possess one face. It possessed four. Each side of its colossal head resembled one of the brothers. One face carried Aurelion's calm authority. Another reflected Vaelor's fier

  • Chapter 28 The Woman Who Witnessed the End

    The conflict began the moment the silver-haired woman took another step forward. Every ancient being in the shattered prison reacted instantly. Aurelion moved first. The eldest heir's calm composure was shattered completely. Golden energy exploded around him as ancient runes ignited across his armour.For the first time since his reappearance, genuine panic flashed across his face. Not caution.Not concerned.Panic.“You cannot be here.”His voice echoed through the collapsing abyss. The woman smiled faintly. The expression carried no mockery. Only exhaustion.“After all these years, that is the first thing you say to me?”Pascal immediately noticed something strange.Aurelion looked guilty. The realisation unsettled him. Because throughout every revelation, every accusation, and every buried secret, Aurelion had remained relatively composed. Yet the sight of this woman had shaken him more than the return of the ancient parent. More than the appearance of the Fourth Heir.More than the awak

  • Chapter 27 The Killer Among the Heirs

    The conflict erupted before the ancient entity could reveal the killer. A spear of golden light descended from the heavens. It tore through reality. It shattered dimensions. It crossed impossible distances in less than a heartbeat. And it was aimed directly at the ancient entity. The attack arrived so suddenly that even Aurelion looked shocked.The underground prison exploded beneath the force. Entire sections of the abyss vanished. Frozen mountains of ancient ice evaporated. Reality itself folded inward like burning paper. Yet the ancient entity merely raised one hand. The golden spear stopped. Not slowed.Stopped.The impossible weapon hovered inches from its shifting palm.The collision unleashed storms of energy that tore through the chamber. Victor was thrown against a wall. Charlotte screamed as she shielded Ben's unconscious body. The Frost Knights were blasted backwards. Even the Devouring Saint dug massive claws into the ground to avoid being swept away. Pascal barely remained

  • Chapter 26 The Name Before Creation

    The conflict erupted the instant the ancient entity spoke Pascal’s true name. The underground prison did not merely shake. It rebelled.Massive fractures spread through the frozen foundations like veins of lightning. Entire sections of the abyss collapsed inward while ancient seals that had survived countless ages shattered into glowing fragments. The golden light radiating from the First King's eye surged violently against the darkness rising from below, creating storms of energy that ripped through reality itself. Yet none of that captured Pascal’s attention.Because he had heard the name.A name older than Kaeldris.Older than the Hollow Realm.Older than the First Kingdom.Older than the First King himself.A name that resonated directly within his soul.A name he had forgotten.A name that should never have been remembered.For one horrifying moment, Pascal forgot how to breathe. Fragments of memory exploded through his consciousness. Not fragments.Entire lifetimes.Ancient skies. Dark o

  • Chapter 25 The Father of Ruin

    The conflict began with a scream. Not from a soldier.Not from Charlotte. Not even from one of the ancient sovereigns standing within the shattered prison, the scream came from the abyss itself. The moment the Fourth Heir accused the First King of creating the apocalypse, something buried beneath countless layers of reality responded.The sound rose from unimaginable depths. It resembled a living world crying out in agony. The force of it tore through the underground chamber. Concrete exploded. Ancient frost shattered. Several surviving soldiers collapsed instantly, clutching their heads as blood streamed from their ears. Victor fell to one knee. Charlotte nearly dropped Ben again.Even Pascal felt a spike of agony lance through his skull. Yet the ancient beings reacted far more strongly. The Devouring Saint recoiled violently. The Frost Apostle lowered itself completely against the frozen floor. The Guardian stepped backwards. And for the first time since entering the world, the Fourt

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