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Ninety Three: The Emperor’s Gambit
Author: Tyna Morrin
last update2026-01-08 19:48:58

The war council chamber was silent.

Not respectful silence.

The kind that comes when no one dares speak first.

Kael stood at the center, armor cracked, godfire still faintly glowing in his eyes. Blood dried along his jaw. He hadn’t changed since the battle. He hadn’t slept. He hadn’t let the healers near Aelira for more than a breath.

Maps lay scattered across the stone table. Mortal Realm borders. Divine ley-lines. Ancient ascent points crossed out and redrawn again and again.

Finally, someone spoke.

“This is madness.”

It was General Varek, one of the oldest Black Fang commanders. His hands shook, but his voice held. “We are barely holding against angelic incursions. Our armies are exhausted. The empire is wounded.”

Kael didn’t look at him. “Then speak faster. Time is short.”

A murmur rippled through the room.

Aelira lay behind Kael on a low platform, breathing shallowly. The Death-Mark pulsed once every few heartbeats, dark light crawling under her skin like veins of ink.

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  • 100. Duel with a God

    The god moved first.He vanished.Kael barely twisted as a divine fist tore through the space where his head had been. The shockwave flattened a mile of broken palace behind him.“You’re slow,” the god said, already behind him.Kael took the blow full in the ribs. Bone shattered. He flew, skidding across heaven’s stone, carving a trench with his body.Aelira screamed his name.Kael coughed, blood splattering the white ground. He laughed through it.“You still hit like a coward,” he said, dragging himself upright.The god’s smile sharpened. “You remember pain better than most.”“I remember you kneeling over me,” Kael replied. “Explaining why gods don’t fear screams.”Divine pressure exploded outward. The air screamed as the god released his aura fully. Disciples miles away collapsed. Angels retreated instinctively.“You were meant to die quietly,” the god said. “All of you were.”Kael raised the Godslayer Blade. It shook in his grip, not fear.Hunger.“Then stop talking,” Kael said. “A

  • Ninety Nine: The Thrones Tremble

    The first palace burned before the gods spoke.Kael crashed through its outer gates like a falling star, the Godslayer Blade screaming as it cut through divine wards that had never known resistance. Marble split. Gold ran like molten blood. Angels died mid-prayer.“Hold formation!” an angel captain shouted.Kael passed through him in silence.The body fell in two pieces.Behind Kael, the Black Fang armies surged forward. Mortal cultivators, once ants beneath heaven’s gaze, now stormed divine streets with shaking hands and feral resolve.“Don’t stop!” someone yelled. “If we hesitate, we die!”Temples collapsed under formation fire. Divine statues cracked, faces splitting as if shocked to be touched. Sacred bells rang wildly, then shattered.Aelira landed beside Kael, wings of light flaring as she deflected a spear meant for his spine.“They’re retreating,” she said, disbelief in her voice.Kael wiped divine ichor from his cheek. “They’ve never had to defend before.”Above them, the sky

  • Ninety Eight: The Black Fang Ascends

    The clouds didn’t part.They broke.Stone tore through mist as entire cities rose, dragged upward by formations carved into their foundations. Towers groaned. Streets tilted. Rivers spilled into the sky like silver veins.People screamed.Then they realized they weren’t falling.They were rising.A man dropped to his knees on a floating plaza, clutching the edge as clouds rushed past him. “We’re… we’re in heaven?”“No,” another voice said hoarsely. “Heaven’s beneath us.”Black Fang banners unfurled one by one, snapping violently as divine winds tried and failed to tear them away. Crimson sigils flared along the city’s edges, anchoring mortal stone to divine air.Kael stood at the highest terrace, boots planted on what used to be the palace roof of a conquered capital. The Godslayer Blade rested against his shoulder, quiet but alert.Aelira joined him, eyes wide despite herself. “You lifted everything.”“Only what followed me,” Kael replied. “The rest chose their chains.”Below them, m

  • Ninety Seven: The Godslayer Reforged

    The blade no longer screamed.That was how Kael knew something had changed.He stood amid drifting ash and torn sky, the Godslayer Blade resting in his hand like it had always belonged there. No resistance. No hunger gnawing at his bones. Just a deep, steady hum that vibrated through his arm and settled into his chest.Aelira stared at it, breath caught. “It’s… quiet.”Kael nodded slowly. “It’s listening.”He lifted the blade closer, studying its surface. The metal wasn’t smooth anymore. It carried scars, grooves etched by battles across lifetimes. Crimson veins pulsed beneath the surface, not wild, not raging, but controlled. Refined.The essence inside it had changed.Godblood. Angel marrow. Calamity itself.All fused.The sky above them rippled.Not cracked this time. Not torn.It recoiled.A low roar rolled across the heavens, layered voices overlapping in fury and disbelief. The sound made angels falter mid-flight, wings twitching as their connection to Heaven stuttered.Kael lau

  • Ninety Six: Hands of the Divine

    The hand kept descending.It didn’t rush.It didn’t strain.It came down the way judgment always did, certain, patient, convinced of its right to exist.Kael’s knees dug into fractured stone. The air around him screamed as pressure folded reality inward. His ribs cracked. His vision swam red.Below him, the rising capital groaned.Aelira screamed his name, her voice tearing through the chaos. “Kael! You can’t!”“I know,” Kael coughed.Blood dripped from his chin, falling upward as gravity twisted around the divine presence.He forced himself upright anyway.The god’s voice rolled again, closer now.“You were never meant to reach this far. Kneel. Be unmade quietly.”Kael laughed.It came out broken, wet, wrong but it was laughter.“You gods really don’t learn.”The hand paused.Just slightly.Kael lifted the Godslayer Blade. The weapon trembled, screaming inside his bones, its hunger roaring louder than the collapsing sky.“You remember this?” Kael shouted upward. “You should. I forced

  • Ninety Five: War in the Skies

    The Mortal Realm did not rise gently.It was ripped upward.Chunks of land tore free beneath the capital, whole districts floating like shattered islands as the divine rift dragged them skyward. Towers leaned at impossible angles. Rivers spilled into open air, turning into spiraling waterfalls that vanished into blinding clouds above.People screamed.Not warriors.Not cultivators.Civilians.Children clung to stone railings as gravity twisted. Soldiers slammed spears into the ground just to stay anchored. Even seasoned Black Fang disciples vomited as the world tilted sideways.Aelira gripped Kael’s arm. “They can’t survive this!”Kael’s jaw tightened. “They don’t have to. They just have to endure.”The rift above them pulsed.And Heaven answered.The clouds parted violently, not with light but with wings.Angels poured out of the裂缝 like a flood.Not messengers.Not envoys.Soldiers.Their wings burned white-gold, armor etched with divine law, eyes hollow and merciless. Thousands of t

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