LOGINChapter 83: The Price of Bringing Back a Broken SoulEvelyn remained standing in the white space, but her entire being was already back inside the Bell Tower.That voice.It was only one word.One simple plea.Yet it carried more weight than all the ancient truths she had learned since entering the Heart Throne.Save me.Not the voice of a monster.Not the voice of the Blood King who once stood beneath the broken moon and accepted death.It was Lucien.The same man who had laughed at her cold expressions, who had called her a stubborn hunter, who had stood between her and a world that wanted her dead.After everything they had suffered, after all the promises made in blood and tears, a part of him was still reaching out to her from the darkness.The child watched her silently.He did not interrupt.For the first time since they met, he looked less like a threat and more like a child waiting to understand something he had never experienced.“You will go to him.”It was not a question.
Chapter 82: The Man Who Returned From DeathFor a single moment, Evelyn forgot how to breathe.Everything around her disappeared.The endless white world, the First Existence, the child born from the darkness, even the terrible truth about the universe itself became meaningless when her eyes saw the man standing in the ruined Bell Tower.Lucien Draven.The name she had buried inside her heart.The man whose blood had stained her hands.The man who smiled at her in his final moment and thanked her for believing in him.She remembered every detail of that night beneath the broken crimson moon. She remembered how Hallowed Reaver pierced his chest, how his body turned into dust inside her arms and how she begged a dead man to come back after it was already too late.For a long time, she believed that memory would remain the most painful moment of her life.Now she was not so sure.Because seeing him again was somehow worse.His face was the same.His eyes were the same deep shade of crims
Chapter 81: The Child Born From The EndEvelyn stood in the endless white space, staring at the creature hidden behind the first existence.The countless mouths inside the darkness continued smiling, but there was no joy within those expressions.They moved like a child imitating a human emotion without ever understanding what it truly meant.For the first time since entering the world beneath the Heart Throne, Evelyn felt something she had not experienced even when facing the Blood King, the Void Emperor or the ancient horrors of the First Kingdom.She felt small.Not weak.Not helpless.Simply small before a history that had begun long before the birth of stars.The first existence remained silent as the darkness behind him continued to grow. The white world around them was slowly being consumed by black cracks, and each fracture carried the voices of countless forgotten emotions.Anger from civilizations that vanished.Hatred from souls who died without forgiveness.Greed that dest
Chapter 80: The Memory Before CreationThe path of silver, crimson and white light stretched from the Heart Throne into a place where no one could tell whether it was a road, a bridge or a wound carved into reality itself.The ancient symbols surrounding the Bell Tower continued moving slowly across the walls like living creatures, responding to the presence of the three keys who had finally arrived after thousands of years of waiting.Evelyn took the first step forward.The moment her foot touched the path, the world around her disappeared.She did not fall.She did not feel pain.She simply found herself standing in a field of endless white.There was no sky above her. No ground beneath her. No wind, no sound, no smell. Everything around her was a blank existence without shape, almost as if the idea of a world had not yet been imagined."Evelyn."She turned around immediately.Her heart stopped for a moment.A man stood behind her.Not Lucien.Not her father.Not the First Judge.It
Chapter 79: The World Behind The First DoorThe smile of the nameless being beyond the shattered sky was something no language could truly describe.It was not a smile born from happiness or cruelty like humans understood. It was the movement of an existence that had been asleep for so long that the return of awareness itself became an emotion.Inside the Bell Tower, nobody spoke immediately.The silence was heavy, but not the same kind of fear they felt when facing the Blood God or the Void Emperor.Those beings still belonged to a system they could understand. They had names, histories, desires and reasons behind their actions. The thing waiting beyond the end of creation was different. It existed before rules were created, before time learned how to move forward and before the gods built the prison called reality.Evelyn stood with Hallowed Reaver in her hand, watching the broken heavens while countless thoughts crossed her mind. A few hours ago, she still believed vampires were th
Chapter 78: The Door Beyond The EndEvelyn's words remained hanging in the cold air of the Bell Tower."We open the Door."No one argued immediately.Not because everyone agreed with her decision, but because they all understood there was no longer another road to take. The world had reached the edge of a cliff, and every step backward had already disappeared.The First Judge looked at Evelyn for a long time. His expression was still calm, the same expression he had carried for ages beyond counting, but something had changed inside those empty eyes. The being created to measure the worth of civilizations was now witnessing something he had never expected.Someone choosing the impossible path without being ordered to."You surprise me again," he said.Evelyn sighed."There you go again."The Judge tilted his head slightly."What?""That look.""What look?""The one that says you are discovering humans for the first time."A small silence followed.Then, to everyone's shock, the First J
Chapter 66: The First Gate"The First Gate Is Open."Nobody spoke after reading the words.For a few seconds, even the screams rising from the city below seemed distant. The broken fragment of the Last Bell lay on the floor between them while thin cracks continued spreading across its black surface
Chapter 3: The Call from the DarkThe northern industrial zone of Valenfort, once the heart of the city’s mechanical age, was now nothing more than a wasteland of rusted steel and crumbling concrete.From afar, the collapsed factories looked like the gaping jaws of a dead beast, frozen mid-roar in
Chapter 2: The Mark of BloodThe headquarters of the Valenfort Hunters’ Order lay deep underground, hidden beneath an abandoned cathedral left to decay since the last century.Above, the rusted bell tower silently watched over the city a forgotten relic from an age when mankind still believed in Go
"Valenfort was a city that never truly slept, it only bled quietly beneath its lights."The night wind swept through the skyscrapers, the neon sign of Club Morin lights flickered over rain-soaked streets, painting crimson reflections on puddles that smelled faintly of iron.Valenfort, the city that







