Chapter 14
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Reality tore like wet parchment.

The abandoned laboratory ceased to exist.

Adrian felt the transition instantly—not as movement, but as judgment. Space inverted. Time buckled. Gravity lost meaning. For a fraction of a heartbeat, his soul was exposed to something vast enough to measure it.

Then—

Stone.

Cold, radiant stone beneath his boots.

Golden light flooded his vision.

Adrian stood in the center of a colossal amphitheater suspended in nothingness. Pillars the size of mountains rose into a fractured sky. Each was carved with divine runes—names of gods long erased, titles burned out of existence.

The Divine Court.

But wrong.

Broken.

Half the seats were shattered. Others were empty, stained with dried god-blood that glimmered faintly like rusted starlight. Massive chains crisscrossed the chamber, some snapped, others still humming with suppressed authority.

This place was not alive.

It was a scar.

Lucy lay several steps away, suspended midair by crimson sigils that wrapped around her
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    The abyss breathed.Not wind.Not heat.Breath.The chains stretched across the horizon trembled in unison, each link pulsing with a dull, ancient glow as the seated figure leaned forward on the throne of blackened stone.Adrian didn’t move.Every instinct he had—godly, mortal, something new and fractured in between—screamed the same warning.Do not attack.Not because the being was stronger.Because it was foundational.“I am the reason the debt exists.”The words echoed not through the abyss, but through Adrian’s bones.“…You’re bound,” Adrian said slowly, eyes scanning the chains. “Which means you lost.”The figure smiled.A small, knowing curve of the lips.“Did I?”The chains rattled softly, stretching into the darkness beyond sight.“I was not defeated,” the figure continued. “I was contained.”Adrian stepped forward.The ground did not crack.It withdrew.“By who.”The figure’s eyes gleamed faintly.“By you.”The abyss shuddered.Memory detonated behind Adrian’s eyes—fragmented

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  • Chapter 14

    Reality tore like wet parchment.The abandoned laboratory ceased to exist.Adrian felt the transition instantly—not as movement, but as judgment. Space inverted. Time buckled. Gravity lost meaning. For a fraction of a heartbeat, his soul was exposed to something vast enough to measure it.Then—Stone.Cold, radiant stone beneath his boots.Golden light flooded his vision.Adrian stood in the center of a colossal amphitheater suspended in nothingness. Pillars the size of mountains rose into a fractured sky. Each was carved with divine runes—names of gods long erased, titles burned out of existence.The Divine Court.But wrong.Broken.Half the seats were shattered. Others were empty, stained with dried god-blood that glimmered faintly like rusted starlight. Massive chains crisscrossed the chamber, some snapped, others still humming with suppressed authority.This place was not alive.It was a scar.Lucy lay several steps away, suspended midair by crimson sigils that wrapped around her

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