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Episode 57: The Purpose of the Attack—To Awaken the Former Overlord
Amid the scattered ruins and the thick metallic scent of blood mixing with hot smoke, Isaac stood frozen. His breath was ragged, but his eyes remained locked on the ancient scroll clenched tightly in his hand. The worn parchment trembled at his fingertips, as if demanding his full attention.The writing upon it was no ordinary script—twisting symbols that shimmered red and black flowed in an ancient demonic language, one that only a handful of beings could comprehend. But for Isaac, it was all too familiar, etched into his mind like the shadows of a past he could never escape.“This… this isn’t just a guide to a ritual,” he muttered hoarsely. “It’s a roadmap… full instructions… to resurrect me—Maximus Bloodthorn.”A sudden weight pressed on his chest. His body trembled—not from cold or fear, but from a surge of overwhelming emotions. Anger, confusion, fear, and… amusement.Isaac took a deep breath, trying to calm the storm in his mind. “How ironic… all this time I’ve fought so hard to
Episode 52: Academy in Chaos
The sky above Avalon Academy suddenly turned pitch black. Dark clouds swirled silently, as if being drawn in by something far more massive than an ordinary storm. The moon and stars vanished instantly, making the world seem as though it had lost its breath. The wind halted. Time stood still. A suffocating silence fell.Isaac, still reeling from pain across his body after the battle in the underground ruins, lifted his head and looked up. His sharp eyes caught sight of a massive crack splitting the sky, emerging from the direction of the academy’s main gate.“Wait, what is that?” Isaac muttered, his voice hoarse but alert.He held his breath as a thunderous boom echoed, shaking the ground and the ancient stone walls of Avalon Academy. At once, he felt a strange wave of energy spreading—like the protective aura that had long shielded the academy was now cracking and slowly falling apart.“This… can’t be happening,” whispered a student near Isaac—a blond-haired teen who had been his clos
Episode 55: The Sacrificial Ritual Begins
The night air felt heavy, pressing against the chests of anyone who dared approach the ancient ruins on the forest's edge. A thin mist blanketed the rocky ground, and a cold wind slithered through the cracks in the crumbling stone walls. This was where the Order of Maledictus had chosen to begin their forbidden ritual.Isaac stood behind a large tree, eyes narrowed as he watched the massive magic circle glowing blood-red. The low, repetitive chant shattered the silence, sending vibrations through the air. Before him, the Order’s members, clad in black robes adorned with terrifying ancient symbols, moved in hypnotic rhythm.He brushed his chin slowly, suppressing the bitter heat burning in his chest. “This is more than just a regular ritual…” Isaac thought. “If they succeed, it won’t just be the academy that falls. This world… could be annihilated.”Beside him, Elena, a loyal member of his alliance, gripped her magic staff tightly. Her face was tense, but her sharp eyes remained alert.
Episode 54: Lucian Reveals His Involvement
The evening sky blurred, leaving a faint orange glow shimmering behind the large window of Avalon Academy’s training room. Inside the quiet chamber, only the hiss of wind slipping through window cracks and the soft ticking of an old clock could be heard. The dim light cast dramatic shadows on the two figures sitting across from each other.Isaac stared sharply at the man before him. Lucian von Drazel, with jet-black hair neatly combed, wore a perfectly tailored black robe; his face was stern and calculating. His cold eyes radiated something unreadable, like a deep ocean hiding a storm.Lucian took a deep breath and began speaking in a low, calm voice.“I know this is hard to believe, Isaac. But all this time, I’ve been more than just a rival hungry for victory.” He leaned back in his chair, locking eyes with Isaac.“I’ve also been watching the Maledictus Order. They’re deeper and more dangerous than you think.”Isaac furrowed his brow, narrowing his eyes. “So you stayed silent all thi
Episode 53: Facing the Spies at the Academy
The air at Avalon Academy felt increasingly heavy. A thin mist hung low among the ancient stone buildings, carrying the scent of dampness and stale magical dust. Beneath the spires and gloomy stained-glass windows, Isaac moved swiftly through the eastern corridor, wearing a loose gray robe. His shadow stretched along the wall, fractured by the lazy flickering of torchlight.He stopped abruptly.Someone was following him.He saw no one when he looked back, but the air... moved. A faint rustle. A breath held too long. Isaac clenched the notebook hidden within his robe.“They’ve started moving...” he thought. “Too soon.”He decided to turn sharply toward the underground stairway. The walls were beginning to sweat with moisture. The slick stones beneath his boots forced him to slow down. But in this darkness, he felt more at ease—more like his true self.Suddenly, from behind a thick pillar, a student appeared. A young man with neatly combed black hair and an expressionless face.“Isaac A
Episode 52: Chased by a Shadowy Figure
Isaac's steps halted behind an old stone pillar now overgrown with moss. His breath caught in his throat, his back pressed against the cold, damp wall of the academy's underground corridor. The faint glow from the aged magic stones embedded in the walls provided only dim light—enough to see a shadow’s outline, but not enough to recognize any face.“Damn… What was that just now? That wasn’t a guard. Not normal magic. But why does it feel like… I’m being hunted by the night itself?” Isaac thought, still holding his breath.His heart pounded fast, though his face remained calm. He wiped sweat from his temple with the sleeve of his robe. His tall, lean figure blended perfectly into the shadows. His usually messy dark brown hair now clung to his forehead with sweat. His eyes, sharp and ever-watchful, scanned the corridor ahead.Then, a scraping sound.Isaac tensed.Someone—no, something—was still following him.From the dark corridor came the sound of heavy breathing—inhuman. It didn’t com
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