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Chapter 741
Deep beneath the city, in the ancient site known as the Nexus, Doomdoer stood before a stone altar. The cavern was vast, lit by flickering torches that cast dancing shadows across the walls. The air was thick with the smell of decay and ancient magic—a scent that clung to the back of the throat and refused to leave.Around him, arranged in a circle, were dozens of preserved corpses—men and women, young and old, all of them taken from the cemeteries and morgues of the city. Their eyes were closed, their skin pale, their bodies perfectly preserved by Doomdoer's dark arts. They were waiting. Waiting for the spark of life that would turn them into his soldiers.This was everything he had waited so long for. Vor'athal was just a means to an end, and as far as he was concerned, once he gets the army ready to serve him, then there will be no undoing to his tyranny.Soon, he'll become the god of the earth and Chance and the rest of the O' Connors would understand why he adopted the nickname "
Chapter 740
The guard shook his head. "I have my orders. You're not to have contact with anyone outside this cell. Especially not the family.""I'm not asking to leave," Seraphina pressed, her voice rising. "I'm asking you to deliver a message. That's all. Just tell him I need to speak with him. Tell him it's about the prophecy."The guard turned away, his jaw set. "I can't help you."Seraphina's composure shattered. She slammed her hands against the bars, the metallic clang echoing through the cell block like a thunderclap."Why don't you just listen to me for once?" she barked, her voice raw with desperation. "What I have to tell him is very important. Please listen to me!"The guard turned back, his expression hard. "I told you. I have my orders. You're not to have contact with anyone outside this cell. Especially not the family.""I don't care about your orders!" Seraphina shouted, her voice cracking. "I care about saving lives! I care about stopping Vor'athal before she destroys everything!
Chapter 739
Doomdoer had appeared one night, out of nowhere, like a storm rolling in from the horizon. He was charming, magnetic, impossible to ignore. He spoke of power, of purpose, of a destiny greater than anything Seraphina had ever imagined."You're special," he had told her. "You have a gift. A voice that can change the world. You were meant for more than this quiet little life."Seraphina had been flattered. Intrigued. She had listened to his words, let them plant seeds of doubt in her mind. Was this all there was? A cottage by the sea, a husband who loved her, a sister who adored her? Was she meant for something greater?Doomdoer had been patient. He had courted her slowly, carefully, weaving his web around her heart. He had made her feel seen, understood, important. He had promised her a life of purpose, of meaning, of power.And she had believed him.She had believed him so completely that she had turned her back on everything—everyone—who truly loved her.The first betrayal was the har
Chapter 738
Brenda stood at her window, staring at the swirling clouds above. The sky was darker than she'd ever seen it—almost black, with strange patterns that seemed to move and shift like living things. She'd seen this before. Not with her own eyes, but in the old texts, the ones Doomdoer had shown her when they were still allies. The texts spoke of a time when the heavens would darken and the earth would tremble. A time when the ancient evil would rise. A time when the three roots would be called to fulfill their destiny.She knew what it meant.And she knew there was only one person who might have information that could help them—Seraphina.Despite everything—despite the betrayal, the pain, the years of animosity—Brenda found herself walking toward the basement, toward the cell where Seraphina was being held.The guards let her pass without question. They knew who she was. They knew she was family.She descended the stairs, her footsteps echoing against the concrete walls. The air grew col
Chapter 737
Christopher hesitated, then sat on the bench beside Wilfreda, his body tense. "What is it?"Chance took a deep breath, steadying himself. "When I followed our parents upstairs earlier. I wanted to check on Dad—he was acting strange. But when I got to their room, I heard them talking." He paused, his voice cracking. "The prophecy... it requires a sacrifice. One of the three roots has to give everything. Their life. Their future. Everything."Christopher's face went pale. "What?""One of us is going to die tonight," Wilfreda said quietly, her voice barely above a whisper. "The prophecy says the three roots must become one. But to do that, one of us has to give everything."Christopher stared at them, his mind reeling. He thought of everything they'd been through—the battles, the losses, the moments of hope and despair. He thought of Gerald, who had given his life so they could live. He thought of Janelle, of the future they'd planned. He thought of the family that had taken him in, love
Chapter 736
Chance had followed his parents.He hadn't meant to eavesdrop—he'd only wanted to check on his father, to make sure he was okay after his outburst in the living room. The look on Steven's face had haunted him—the wild eyes, the trembling hands, the voice that cracked with barely contained despair. Something was terribly wrong, and Chance needed to know what.He moved through the darkness with practiced ease, his hand brushing against the wall for guidance. He heard their voices before he saw them—muffled, urgent, broken. He stopped outside the bedroom door, his heart pounding.And then he heard the words."One of them is going to die tonight."Chance froze. His blood ran cold. His breath caught in his throat."One of them is going to be the ultimate sacrifice. The prophecy... it says the three roots must become one. But to do that, one of them has to give everything. Their life. Their future. Everything."The words hit him like a physical blow. He stood there, paralyzed, as his mother
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