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The Photograph from the Pier
Xander glanced at Robert briefly, his jaw tight. "Your eyes look just like your father's when he accused us forty years ago.""Don't talk about my father!" Robert snapped, stepping forward two paces."Enough, Robert!" I shoved his arm away and looked straight at Xander. "If you really aren't here to take the Heir's Ring, why is your force surrounding this place?""To give you this," Xander reached into the inner pocket of his leather jacket. He drew out an old printed photograph of medium size, its corners yellowed and creased.Xander tossed the photo onto the floor, right between my feet and Robert's."What is this?" I asked without looking down, my eyes fixed on Xander's every move."Open your eyes and see for yourself," Xander said coldly. "What you were told about your grandfather's death forty years ago was staged, and this is the proof."My chest felt struck by a heavy weight. I knelt slowly on the dusty tile floor, never taking my eyes off Xander. My shaking hand felt across th
The Second Collapse
CRASH!The glass roof of the museum above our heads shattered into pieces. A rain of sharp glass and chunks of concrete fell across the old tile floor of the hall, followed by the thick roar of helicopter blades churning the night air. The sharp smell of sulfur and flare smoke instantly burned my throat.The old man in the gray coat did not flinch. He stood rigid before the rotting wooden table, his eyes calmly watching the collapsing ceiling."Alsean, get down!"Robert's shout broke my paralysis. He yanked my arm roughly behind a thick concrete pillar. I clutched the copper canister in my right hand until my knuckles whitened. On my left ring finger, the Heir's Ring trembled hard, giving off an unstable violet pulse that merged with my racing heartbeat.Through the gray smoke and the blinding flash of flares, tactical ropes dropped. Figures in black tactical gear descended like shadows of death, locking down every corner of the hall within seconds.Before Robert or I could draw a bre
The Copper Canister
Robert turned sharply, his eyes narrowing at me. "Don't believe this old man so quickly, Alsean. They're all trained to manipulate the minds of Heirs.""I'm not asking for your trust, Robert," the old man said without turning. "But look at what has moved around you these past few days. Who leaked the artifacts' locations to you? Who held the attacking force away from the cemetery last night?"I froze. My memory raced back to the empty cemetery. "The black box truck across from the gallery.""That was our surveillance unit," the old man cut in. "We held back the northern branch's masked group so you would have enough time to finish searching the records of your grandfather's death.""Why would you do that?" I asked, my voice lowering. "What does your faction gain?"The old man reached into his coat pocket and took out a small copper canister with intricate engraving. He set it right beside the lantern. "Because only the Seventh Heir can open the underground seal in your grandfather's o
The Faction That Protects
"You are making too much noise in a place of our ancestors' history," the man said, his voice hoarse and calm, yet carrying an authority that pressed on my chest.The silence in the old museum hall suddenly felt thick, pressed down by the green glow of the ancient lantern held by the old man in the gray coat. The violet glow of the Heir's Ring on my finger and the golden flicker of Robert's bronze ring pulsed slowly, as if dimming out of respect for the figure who had appeared from behind the pillar's shadow."My name is not important, Seventh Heir," the old man said quietly, his eyes fixed on me before turning to Robert. "What matters is that you two have just touched the wrong memory seal.""What do you mean?" Robert reached toward his jacket pocket and nudged my shoulder lightly to keep us close together."History written by the victors is always flawed," the old man smiled faintly, a smile that carried deep sorrow. "You believe the Guardian Mark hunts you out of hatred. Yet some o
The Eye of the Guardian
"Take your hand off that wall, Alsean! Do you want us both to die a stupid death in this old building?!" Robert's shout echoed through the dim hall. He shoved my shoulder roughly, trying to break the contact between my left ring finger and the surface of the red brick mural. I staggered back two steps. My trembling hand clutched my left wrist. The heat of the Heir's Ring still burned my finger, but the violet light on the mural slowly dimmed into a faint, thin glow. "The look in your eyes. You looked like you were in a trance, Alsean," Robert said irritably, glancing anxiously toward the stairwell. "This mural isn't just an old wall painting, Robert," I answered, gasping for breath. I wiped my temple, wet with cold sweat. "The Essence Appraiser's Eye reads this entire wall as an active artifact." "An artifact?" Robert narrowed his eyes at the peeling brick. "What kind of madman builds an artifact the size of a house wall in the middle of an old New York museum?" "System," I calle
The Mural of Three Rings
"Don't touch that card with your bare hands if you still value your life, Alsean!"Robert's shout cut through the silence of the penthouse office, which was still thick with sulfur smoke. I stopped my finger a few millimeters above the surface of the black metal card and turned sharply toward the man beside me."Why? You think it's rigged with a contact poison?" I asked, my eyes narrowing in suspicion."Not poison," Robert replied, his eyes fixed on the row of small numbers finely engraved beneath the closed-eye symbol. "It's an encrypted location code. Look at those numbers."I tilted my head and studied the thin line of figures: 40.712776, -74.005974."What kind of code is this?"The Heir's Ring on my left ring finger suddenly gave off a high-frequency tremor, sending a warm pulse creeping up to my wrist."System," I called inwardly. "Scan this row of numbers."[CODE SCAN SUCCESSFUL][CONFIRMED: PRECISE GEOGRAPHIC COORDINATES][SYSTEM RECOGNIZES THE LOCATION AS AN INACTIVE ARTIFACT
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