Chapter: 15******The sound of his alarm going off jolted the sleeping man awake. Christopher nearly stumbled out of the desk he had fallen asleep on, quickly getting to his feet and looking around the room as if it were unfamiliar territory. Curse his dreams, always sending him down bitter memory lanes.Rubbing his tired eyes, Christopher tried to shake off the remnants of his dream. The room was dimly lit, with flickers of sunlight seeping through the blinds. It was clear that he had once again neglected his physical and mental well-being, consumed by his thoughts.As he stood up from the desk, Christopher couldn't help but feel a heaviness in his chest. The bitterness of his memories lingered, reminding him of unanswered questions and unresolved conflicts. The dream had only amplified those feelings, leaving him unsettled and on edge.The sound of footsteps outside his apartment door caught his attention. He knew it was Zyter, his friend who always tried to guide him back onto the
Chapter: 16******"Hey," Zyter called out when he noticed that they had taken the left route leading to the main buildings. "Aren't you going the wrong way?" he asked. "The car park is that way!""No, I need to speak with Casey," Christopher replied."Casey?" Zyter asked. "Why?""I gave her an assignment," Christopher explained."What have you found?""A link, maybe even greater than that," Christopher hinted."What do you mean? What are you not telling me?!" Zyter charged."Remember the detective I was called in to interrogate?""Yes?""He mentioned the name Azazel," Christopher revealed."How did he come across that name?""That's what I would like to find out myself," Christopher admitted."You think-" Zyter began, but trailed off when Christopher nodded."Yeah, I think he knows how to get us to the Blood Gate and, even better, lead me to Azazel.""Lead us," Zyter corrected with an eye roll. "Sounds dangerous.""We live in a dangerous world," Christopher replied."What do you plan
Chapter: 17******The next morning, Christopher woke up with unwavering determination. He needed to get closer to Logan discreetly, without alerting anyone to his true intentions. He decided to leverage his connections in law enforcement, using his badge as an excuse to seek Logan's assistance on a case. This was the perfect opportunity for him to gather more information on the man he was about to confront. He knew it would work, but he had to be careful not to tip off Logan that something was going on. The situation required delicate handling. Logan was an intelligent man, with a good grasp of people, his powers, and his surroundings. If they were to ever meet, Chris did not want Logan to figure out anything, as he would surely know that Chris was onto him.Chris had always prided himself on his ability to read people, to decipher their thoughts with a simple glance. But Logan was different. He was an enigma, a puzzle waiting to be solved. Christopher knew that to crack the code of
Chapter: 18******Soft moans broke the stillness of the night as the half-naked man tossed and turned in his bed. His lips parted, whispering unintelligible words. His eyelids fluttered like a moth caught by the candlelight, while his body shivered with a mix of pleasure and pain. Each breath he took felt heavy, laden with desire and longing. He could sense a presence in his room, their scent rising wickedly, filling his senses and threatening to drive him mad with lust. The moon shone through his bedroom window, casting an eerie glow across his bare skin. He craved them, needed them. They were more than just shadows and darkness. They were his constant companions, and he belonged to them."You are so beautiful, my love," voices washed over him, spreading warmth deep inside. Their touch on his skin, the gentle caress of their lips against his cheeks, whispered sweet nothings into his ear. Soft kisses made his toes curl as their hands teasingly roamed his body, exploring every inch of
Chapter: 19******Christopher and Zyter could feel the urgency in the air as they made their way toward the mountains, their core-bane swords glinting in the fading light. The sun dipped below the horizon, casting a veil of darkness over the land, adding an ominous glow to their mission. The howling wind brushed against their faces, carrying whispers of the approaching evil with it.As they reached the foothills, a chilling presence engulfed them. The Blood Ghosts, ethereal beings cursed to roam the night, were known for their relentless hunger for human souls. And they were on the brink of infesting the city, bringing only death and despair.The duo hastened their pace, their eyes locked on the silhouette of the mountain range ahead. With every step, the anticipation of battle grew, mixed with a tinge of unease. Christopher's heart thudded against his chest, his breath quickening, as thoughts of the impending fight swirled through his mind.Finally, they arrived at their destination
Chapter: 20******Detective Logan gripped the steering wheel tightly as he maneuvered through the labyrinthine maze of city streets, his mind focused on the task ahead. Christopher, his keen-eyed partner, sat beside him, his expression mirroring the gravity of the situation. They were en route to the park where the young girl had gone missing, hoping to find any clue that could lead them to her.The park, typically a bustling hub of laughter and joy, now emanated an eerie stillness. As they parked the car near a cluster of worried parents, Logan took a deep breath to steady himself. He knew that unraveling the mystery behind this young girl's disappearance would require both his intelligence and intuition to be at their sharpest.Approaching the parents, Logan's heart went out to them. They were overwhelmed with anxiety, their eyes weary from crying so much. The mother, Kathleen, clutched a photograph of her daughter tightly, tears threatening to spill from her eyes. "I'm Detective
Chapter: 21******Logan stirred from sleep with a groan, the noise reverberating down into his soul like a dull thud. He blinked open his eyes in the dim room, staring up at the unfamiliar ceiling. His mouth tasted stale and dry, and he felt oddly lethargic. It was as if his muscles were stiff and unwilling to respond to his commands, even when they wanted to. The feeling made him vaguely uncomfortable. Logan tried to roll away from it, but his limbs were still too numb, so he let himself slump back onto the soft mattress instead. He stared into the darkness of the room, trying to work out where he was and what had happened.He didn't remember... anything? Logan wasn't sure he would have been able to recall with his current situation. Was it even daytime? How long had he been asleep? Had he overslept? It seemed like a distinct possibility. He turned to the clock on the table next to him, which read 7:32 pm, indicating that he had slept for about twelve hours. But how? He pushed the c
Chapter: 22******Azazel's voice trembled with determination as the heavy weight of his decision settled upon him. He knew that this battle fought against his own flesh and blood, would shape the very destiny of their world. There could be no turning back now.The battlefield was a desolate wasteland where darkness and despair reigned. The once lush and vibrant landscape had been marred by the violence of countless battles. The air crackled with tension, and an unnerving stillness hung heavy in the air. A single figure stood at the far end of the desolate clearing, arms crossed over his chest. The man's eyes were cold, but they shone like twin stars in the night. His lips curled into a sneer, revealing sharp fangs that gleamed red in the dark.Feziam, the ruler of Shivvaraian, stood tall and imposing. The lines of his face were etched with centuries of wisdom and power. As he unsheathed his blade, the ground seemed to darken, the air thickening with electrifying tension.The clash of