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Chapter 61. Burn the Silence.
Rhok sat on the ground, still staring at his hands. The memory from before didn’t fade. In fact, it got clearer.That little boy crying in the alley. That cold, dead woman. The armored soldier. The slums.It wasn’t just a flash, it was the start.More memories came next. Not all at once, but in slow pieces, like old files being dug out of a broken machine. He remembered being taken. Not adopted. Taken.By men in black suits. They said they were saving him. They said he was lucky. He wasn’t lucky.They didn’t give him a name. Just a number. And a room with four walls and a blinking light.He was trained every day. To fight. To survive. At first, they gave him small jobs, steal this, deliver that. But as he got older, the missions changed.Kill this man. Kill that woman.Sometimes they were politicians. Sometimes they were rich men in tall buildings. Sometimes they were guards or soldiers. People who got in the way.And he did it.First out of fear. Then out of habit. Then because it wa
Chapter 60. Echoes in the Fog
Rhok kept walking.He didn’t know why. His legs moved independently like they didn’t care what his brain wanted anymore. The village stretched in every direction, but none of it looked different. Same crooked houses. Same empty roads. The same thick mist clung to everything like a wet blanket.He scratched the back of his head.“What’s my name again?” he muttered.He stopped walking and blinked slowly.“…Rhok?”It sounded wrong. Or maybe it was right. He wasn’t sure anymore. He tried saying it again. “Rhok. Rhok. Rhok…” but the more he repeated it, the more it sounded like nonsense. Like a noise, not a name.He shook his head and kept moving.Eventually, he saw a group of people sitting near a broken fountain. About five of them. All men. They looked normal at first glance, old, young, somewhere in between. They sat on benches and stone blocks, their eyes wide open, unmoving, just like the others.Still, Rhok walked toward them.He sat down beside a bald man wearing a brown vest.“So…
Chapter 59. Mist of the Forgotten.
Rhok traveled alone, his boots crunching over dead leaves and dry twigs. The wind blew quietly, brushing against his face like a whisper he couldn’t quite hear. The path east was empty. No caravans. No scouts. No signs of life. Just him, his daggers, and the low, unshakable cold that never truly left him.The further he walked, the quieter the world became. Even the birds had stopped singing. Even the insects had vanished. The trees, tall and brittle, leaned slightly like they were listening for something. He didn’t like it.For hours, he walked through woods that felt abandoned by nature itself. There was no sun, only a dull gray sky hanging above like an old unused canvas. And then, around midday, the mist came.It rolled in from the east like a slow wave, thick and pale and wrong. It wasn’t just a mere fog, normal fog didn’t move like it was breathing, like it was alive, like it could sing.The system’s voice spoke sharply in his mind.[WARNING: APPROACHING CORRUPTED AREA. PROCEED
Chapter 58. Fog and Farewell
The tavern was alive with noise, laughter, mugs clinking, and a bard playing something that sounded like a goat being strangled, but somehow people still clapped to the beat. The Silver Blade Guild’s tavern wasn’t fancy, but it was homey, warm, and above all, familiar.Rhok sat at a round table near the hearth, legs stretched out, a half-finished mug of dark ale in his hand. Liora sat across from him, sipping something bright red that smelled like cherries with a slab of well-roasted and sliced meat by her side. Eryn was already halfway into her second bottle, and Dian had decided one wasn’t enough and was now double-fisting two mugs like a warmonger. “You know,” Eryn said, slouching in her seat, “I’m starting to forget how terrifying those corpse puppets were. Almost feels like we just beat up a haunted scarecrow.”“Don’t tempt fate,” Dian replied, pointing at her with his mug. “Last time you said something like that, we ended up almost getting eaten by wolves immediately after the
Chapter 57. Aftermath.
Lord Darrell stood at the head of the war room, arms crossed, expression stone cold and serious. His sharp green eyes scanned the group like they owed him rent.“What in the seven hells happened out there?” he demanded, voice sharp enough to cut steel. “Explain yourself, boy!”Rhok stood, arms at his side, back straight. He was still pale, his skin slightly cold to the touch, and his breathing uneven. But he was alive, and that was something. He met Darrell’s gaze without flinching.“It started with the reptilian monsters, turns out that they were hunting and killing humans but we managed to kill them all off in their nest, but the true problem was the demonic worshipper,” Rhok began. “He was controlling the corpses like puppets, using them to attack us. I held him off for as long as I could with my shadow powers alone, but he was... persistent, fast, strong, not human anymore. He was using some kind of dark magic to feed the skeletal bodies from an altar.”Rhok paused for a second,
Chapter 56. Silver Blades.
The sun was beginning to set by the time Rhok and his party reached the Capitol gates. The city walls loomed tall and familiar, lined with guards and banners in the different noble houses, even the crest of the Silver Blade Guild fluttering in the evening wind. It had only been a few days, but to Rhok, it felt like a lifetime. A cursed ruin, a demon worshipper, Blackfrost nearly consuming his soul… Yeah, a lot had happened.The streets buzzed as usual, merchants yelling over one another, nobles parading their oversized horses, and kids running through alleys like it was a game of tag. But Rhok didn’t stop to take in the Capitol’s charm. He walked like a man with urgency because he was in fact troubled.The Silver Blade Guild stood tall and filled with adventurers as usual. As they approached its wooden old doors, Eryn stretched her arms.“Back to civilization. I missed real food,” she sighed dramatically.“You were scared to shit of the Kanthas,” Dian muttered. “And Rhok unconscious
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