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Chapter One Hundred and Nineteen: The Soul-Duel
Jason awoke to fire. Not the comforting warmth of his ember, nor the wild blaze of battle, but a suffocating inferno that burned without heat, endless and consuming.Chains coiled like serpents through the void, their clinking echoes sounding like war drums. And across from him stood a man.Tall, broad-shouldered, with hair like living flame cascading down his back, his eyes molten gold. His body glowed with fire so pure it bent the darkness itself, unyielding and eternal.There were no hollows in his gaze, no rot, no chains digging into his flesh. This was the ancient, not as the abyss had twisted him, but as he once was. The first firebearer.Jason staggered back, his fists flaring instinctively, though his flame flickered weakly against the other’s brilliance. “You,” Jason whispered.The man smiled, calm and cruel. “Me. And soon, you.”The battlefield erupted before Jason could blink. The first firebearer moved like lightning, a single step cracking the chains around them. His fist
Chapter One Hundred and Eighteen: The Shattered Chain
The abyss shook as the second chain cracked. A sound like the world splitting apart boomed across the black lake, every echo hammering Jason’s skull.The ancient firebearer stirred again, its massive body rippling as the bindings trembled, runes blazing like dying stars.Jason staggered, blood streaming from his nose, his ember sputtering like a candle about to die. Aria caught his arm, dragging him upright, her silver wings flaring weakly against the storm of abyss-fire rising around them.“Jason, it’s breaking!” she cried over the roar. “If we don’t stop it now”The rest of her words drowned in another detonation as the chain split further, a spiderweb of cracks racing across its length.The shadows howled in triumph, surging forward as though empowered by the chain’s undoing. Jason raised his fists, but his fire flickered. His chest felt like it was collapsing inward. Still, he refused to kneel.“Then we stop it,” he rasped, his voice breaking but his will unyielding. “Even if it k
Chapter One Hundred and Seventeen: The Ancient’s Whisper
The gate’s shriek faded into silence. And in that silence, the chained ancient firebearer stirred. Jason could hardly breathe.The figure towered above him like a mountain, every limb bound in chains thicker than towers, each glowing with runes of abyss-fire. Its hollow eyes opened, twin wells of darkness that pulled at his ember like a tide.The ancient inhaled. The abyss inhaled with it. Jason’s knees buckled, his fire sputtering violently in his chest as though about to be ripped free. His vision blurred. He clutched his ribcage, screaming silently as his ember flickered and cracked.Aria’s silver light flared beside him, steadying him. “Jason! Stay with me!” Her hand gripped his shoulder, her silver blaze forcing a wedge between him and the abyss’s pull.But even her brilliance trembled, sparks snapping from her wings. Then the voice came. Not spoken, but inside them. It was a whisper and a roar, an echo that made Jason’s bones vibrate, his thoughts splinter.“At last… another emb
Chapter One Hundred and Sixteen: The Gate of Chains
The first of the chained firebearers lunged. Jason barely had time to raise his arms before the creature’s fist, burning black with abyss-fire, smashed into his guard.The impact sent him skidding across the fractured platform, stone shattering under his heels. His bones rattled, his fire flickered and another came, chains snapping as it dove for him with hollow, lifeless eyes.“Jason!” Aria’s voice cut through the storm. Her silver blaze struck downward, cleaving the second firebearer in half. The creature burst into a cloud of black flame, only for two more to rise from the lake and crawl onto the ruins.Jason pushed himself to his feet, chest heaving, his fists trembling with fading fire. He counted the shadows , five, then ten, then twenty. More kept rising, each bound by chains that glowed faintly with the abyss’s pulse. Each one radiated fragments of power that made his skin crawl.They weren’t just monsters. They had been firebearers once. Jason’s jaw clenched, grief stabbing
Chapter One Hundred and Fifteen: Chains of champion
A chain of black fire, thick as a tree trunk, whipped downward with the force of a falling star. Jason’s fire sputtered in his chest.His arms trembled as he dragged Aria behind him, bracing for impact. And then, Silver erupted. Aria’s light exploded outward, slamming into the chain mid-strike.The impact sent shockwaves across the platform, cracks spiderwebbing in the obsidian. Jason’s body shook from the backlash, ears ringing from the deafening clang of fire against fire.Aria staggered, her face pale, her hands trembling, but she didn’t fall. Her silver blaze held the chain in place, burning against the abyss’s grip. “Jason, move!” she cried, her voice breaking.Jason’s fire reignited with a snarl. He lunged forward, silver-white fire blazing around his fist, and slammed it into the chain. The impact detonated in a flare of sparks, tearing through the black flame.The chain recoiled, hissing like a serpent, the champion reeling from the blow. Jason panted, his chest heaving, every
Chapter One Hundred and Fourteen: Fire Beneath the Abyss
Jason and Aria plunged. No more falling through silence. This was different. The void split apart above them, sealing shut like a wound as they were hurled downward, into fire.But not their fire. Not white. Not silver. This fire was black. It roared like an ocean of screaming voices, each wave a surge of molten despair. It smelled of ash, of rot, of centuries burned and forgotten.Every lick of flame clawed at their skin, tearing, not scorching but unraveling, as if trying to strip their souls bare.Jason clutched Aria tighter, his fire straining to shield them both. But the black inferno chewed at the barrier, swallowing sparks as fast as he made them.“Jason” Aria gasped, her silver light flickering like a candle in storm winds. “This… isn’t just fire.”He felt it too. Every ember carried weight. History. Suffering. Memory. Each flame was a life extinguished, a soul consumed by the abyss and trapped forever in this furnace.The abyss wasn’t only hunger. It was a graveyard. The fire
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