Chapter 18
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The gate answered the chain.

Not with light.

With sound.

A deep, grinding resonance rolled through the abyss, through the mortal world, through Adrian’s fractured soul—like the universe dragging a blade across its own spine.

The chains surged upward.

Kaelith’s throne cracked further, fissures racing through the stone as ancient authority strained against a boundary it had never intended to cross.

Adrian moved.

Not toward Kaelith.

Toward the chains.

He seized one with both hands.

The moment his fingers closed around the cold, ancient metal, agony tore through him. Not pain—accounting. The chain measured him, weighed his sins, his wars, his refusals to kneel.

His knees bent.

The abyss screamed.

Kaelith watched with quiet fascination.

“Do you feel it?” Kaelith asked. “Every life balanced against your grip.”

Adrian bared his teeth.

“I’ve carried worse.”

He pulled.

The chain resisted—then screamed as divine force ripped backward through it. Runes flared violently, entire sequences burning
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