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Chapter Seventy-Six: The Hollow Flame
Author: Pheel-Grip
last update2025-08-27 21:45:09

The void had no floor. Jason drifted, his body twisted and broken, his fire guttering into wisps that curled away like dying smoke. His chest was hollow where the shard had been.

The once-burning furnace that carried him through battles, through pain, through loss, was now a crater of ash. Every beat of his heart was a question, Why am I still alive? Why am I not dead already?

He wanted death. If death meant silence, peace, release from the agony of losing her, then let it come. But death did not come. Instead, something else stirred in the abyss. A whisper. Not Sovereign, not fire. Older. Colder.

“You are hollow,” it said, curling around his ears like frost. “And hollow things are… useful.”

Jason groaned, his eyelids heavy, vision blurred by blood and shadow. He tried to move, but his limbs were too heavy. His body wasn’t falling anymore, he was suspended, dangling like a marionette.

The shadows shifted, forming shapes. Not Sovereigns, but fragments, splinters of something deeper, so
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