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Chapter 42: The Core Beneath the Sanctum
Author: Lady Dreamer
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The storm had rolled in before dawn, blotting out the skyline like spilled ink.

Ethan and Ava moved through the underground access tunnel beneath Saint Veritas Cathedral, flashlights cutting thin lines through the dark. The air was wet, metallic — the scent of centuries sealed away. Concrete gave way to stone, then older stone, the kind carved by hand and time.

Every step echoed as if they were walking through the ribs of something dead and enormous.

“Are we sure this isn’t suicide?” Ava murmured, gun drawn.

“If the legends are true, the Core is down here,” Ethan said, voice low. “The last surviving remnant of Seraphine’s code. The Warden’s after it, too.”

“Then we should pray she’s slower than we are.”

Ethan gave a faint smile. “She’s not.”

They descended a spiral staircase that curved endlessly downward, the light thinning until it was devoured by shadow. The deeper they went, the more the walls changed — carvings gave way to metallic filigree, veins of some unknown material that pu
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  • Chapter 42: The Core Beneath the Sanctum

    The storm had rolled in before dawn, blotting out the skyline like spilled ink.Ethan and Ava moved through the underground access tunnel beneath Saint Veritas Cathedral, flashlights cutting thin lines through the dark. The air was wet, metallic — the scent of centuries sealed away. Concrete gave way to stone, then older stone, the kind carved by hand and time.Every step echoed as if they were walking through the ribs of something dead and enormous.“Are we sure this isn’t suicide?” Ava murmured, gun drawn.“If the legends are true, the Core is down here,” Ethan said, voice low. “The last surviving remnant of Seraphine’s code. The Warden’s after it, too.”“Then we should pray she’s slower than we are.”Ethan gave a faint smile. “She’s not.”They descended a spiral staircase that curved endlessly downward, the light thinning until it was devoured by shadow. The deeper they went, the more the walls changed — carvings gave way to metallic filigree, veins of some unknown material that pu

  • Chapter 41: The Seraphine Code

    Smoke still curled from the ruins of the Rosemont estate. The air reeked of burnt marble and rain. Fire crews combed through what was left, unaware they walked across ground that had touched godfire. Above it all, the sky burned faintly gold — not sunlight, but residue, like the heavens themselves remembered what had happened there.Ethan watched from a distance, leaning against the hood of a black car. His right hand still trembled faintly, the scars on his wrist faintly glowing in time with his heartbeat. Ava stood beside him, her coat pulled tight, watching the smoke.“They’ll blame a gas leak,” she murmured.“They always do,” Ethan said quietly.Neither of them spoke for a while. The silence between them wasn’t empty — it thrummed with the memory of what they’d unleashed together.She glanced at him. “What’s next?”He hesitated. Then, slowly, he reached into his coat and pulled out what he’d found in the wreckage — a fragment of metal etched with lines that pulsed faintly, alive w

  • Chapter 40: Ash and Ember

    The storm didn’t roll in with thunder this time. It came with silence.A silence so absolute it made the heart of the city hold its breath. No rain, no wind — just the faint hum of electricity dying in the veins of street lamps. The clouds above Rosemont swirled black and red, as though the sky itself had begun to bleed.Ethan stood at the highest point of the northern docks, overlooking the smoldering skyline. The golden fire in his veins flickered with unease. Somewhere in that endless dark, the Ash Warden moved — and with her came the end of everything he’d tried to protect.Behind him, Ava climbed the steps, her boots slick with rain. “The Rosemont estate’s under attack,” she said, breathless. “The Warden’s people hit from three fronts. I saw her sigil — ash over flame.”Ethan didn’t turn. “She’s not after the family. She’s after the flame.”“Which means you,” Ava said. “And me.”He finally faced her. Her eyes glowed faintly gold now, pulsing in rhythm with his own. Whatever had h

  • Chapter 39: The Last Flamebearer

    The rain returned before dawn — heavy, relentless, washing soot and blood into the gutters of Rosemont. But beneath that rain, the city was changing. Lights flickered without reason, shadows stretched too long, and every reflection in the puddles seemed to move a moment too late.Ethan and Ava emerged from the undercity at the edge of the docks, soaked and silent. The Sanctum’s fire still burned behind his eyes — not just light, but a living pulse. He could feel her inside him.Seraphine.His most loyal general. His executioner. His ghost.Her voice came and went like heat shimmer on glass. Do you know what you’ve done, my lord? You’ve unbound the seal that kept gods asleep. The world will remember now.Ethan rubbed the back of his neck, his skin hot despite the cold. “I didn’t come here to wake anyone,” he muttered under his breath. “Only to protect her.”Ava turned to him, rain plastering her hair to her face. “What did you say?”He hesitated, then shook his head. “Nothing.”But hi

  • Chapter 38: Ghosts in the Sanctum

    Ava led the way through the flooded underpass beneath the Rosemont District, her flashlight slicing through the dark. The sound of dripping water echoed against stone.They had descended beyond the foundations of the old city — into the part no one remembered, no one dared to name.“The original Sanctum,” Ethan murmured, his voice low but resonant, like he was afraid to disturb the air itself. “The cradle of the first flame.”He trailed his fingers along the walls — the stone was scorched and glassy smooth, as if once touched by divine heat.“How did it end up beneath a modern city?” Ava asked.“History buries what it fears,” he said. “The first gods built their thrones atop human civilizations. When they fell, the world built over their graves.”She glanced at him. “And you think what we’re looking for is down here?”He nodded. “The Sanctum isn’t just ruins. It’s memory — trapped in stone, in fire, in blood.”They moved deeper until the tunnel opened into a vast chamber — a cathedral

  • Chapter 37: Echos of Eternity

    The night was an open wound.Rain slashed across the shattered skyline of Rosemont, where fire still burned in the bones of the city. The Mirrorhouse had fallen — its illusions shattered, its secrets bared — and yet, within the ruin, something ancient had awakened.Ethan stood at the edge of the collapse, shirt torn, blood streaking his chest. The silver sigils beneath his skin pulsed faintly, flickering with light like dying embers. Behind him, the survivors moved with hollow eyes — guards, operatives, remnants of Ava’s protection detail. The Raven Court’s attack had ended, but the silence it left was heavier than war.Ava approached him through the rain. Her hair clung to her skin, her hands trembling as she reached for him.“Ethan… you shouldn’t even be standing.”He didn’t respond. His gaze was fixed on the distance — on the inferno where the Raven sigil burned like a mark upon the ruins.“They weren’t just testing us,” he murmured, voice low and hoarse. “They were retrieving some

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