เข้าสู่ระบบThe scream didn’t end.
It tore through the fortress like something alive, raw, jagged, breaking against stone and sky until even the wolves below fell silent.
Lira couldn’t breathe.
Her chest burned like fire had replaced her lungs. Every vein felt too small for whatever was trying to move through it. It wasn’t just pain.
It was pressure.
Power.
Something ancient clawing its way to the surface.
“Make it stop…” she gasped, though she didn’t know who she was begging.
The ground beneath her cracked again.
A pulse of energy burst outward, violent and uncontrolled, knocking nearby warriors off their feet. The flames below flickered wildly, bending toward her like they were drawn to whatever she was becoming.
Kael didn’t move.
Not immediately.
For the first time since anyone in his pack had ever known him.
Kael Draven hesitated.
Not out of fear.
Out of calculation.
Out of something far more dangerous.
Uncertainty.
Riven saw it.
And laughed.
“That’s the problem with power you don’t understand,” Riven said, circling slowly, his eyes never leaving Lira. “It doesn’t just destroy enemies.”
His gaze flicked briefly to Kael.
“It destroys everything.”
Kael’s jaw tightened.
Then he stepped forward.
“Leave,” he said.
Riven raised a brow. “You’re ordering me?”
“I’m ending this before it spreads.”
A pause.
Then Riven’s smile sharpened.
“You can try.”
He shifted again, bones snapping, muscles tearing, fur bursting through skin as he returned to his wolf form. Larger than before. Stronger. Driven by something darker than instinct.
He lunged.
Kael met him head-on.
Their collision shook the platform, sending cracks racing through the stone like lightning. Teeth clashed against steel as Kael’s blade met Riven’s jaws, both refusing to give ground.
Behind them, Lira collapsed to her knees.
Her fingers dug into the stone as another wave surged through her. Her vision blurred, flashing between shadows and light, between the present and something else.
Something older.
Voices whispered.
Not around her.
Inside her.
Awaken…
It’s time…
They’re coming…
“No…” she whispered, shaking her head violently. “Stop!!! stop it!”
Her body didn’t listen.
Her back arched as a force slammed through her, ripping a cry from her throat that didn’t sound entirely human.
The moon above shifted.
Deeper red now.
Watching.
Waiting.
Reacting.
Kael saw it.
And that’s when he made his decision.
He broke away from Riven with a brutal strike that sent the Beta crashing across the platform. Without hesitation, Kael turned, and went straight to Lira.
He grabbed her shoulders, forcing her to look at him.
“Listen to me,” he said sharply.
Her eyes snapped to his.
And for a moment,
Time stopped.
Because they weren’t her eyes anymore.
They burned with something ancient, something that didn’t belong to any known pack, any known bloodline.
Kael’s grip tightened slightly.
“Stay with me,” he ordered.
Lira shook, her voice barely holding together. “I can’t, there’s something inside,”
“I know.”
“You don’t—” she gasped as another wave hit, stronger this time. “It’s tearing me apart!”
“No,” Kael said, his voice dropping, more forceful now. “It’s trying to take control.”
Her breath stuttered.
His words cut through the chaos just enough to anchor her.
“How do I stop it?” she asked desperately.
Kael didn’t answer immediately.
Because the truth was,
He didn’t know.
But he couldn’t let her see that.
“Focus,” he said instead. “On me.”
She stared at him like he was insane.
“I’m serious,” he added. “If you lose yourself now, you won’t come back.”
That hit.
Hard.
Fear replaced confusion.
“I don’t want to hurt anyone,” she whispered.
Kael’s expression flickered, just for a second.
Then hardened again.
“Then don’t.”
Simple.
Direct.
Impossible.
Another roar echoed behind them.
Riven was back on his feet.
And this time,
He wasn’t alone.
More wolves climbed onto the platform, surrounding them slowly, cautiously now. Not rushing. Not reckless.
Waiting.
Watching.
Afraid of her.
Kael noticed it too.
“They’re hesitating,” he muttered.
“Why?” Lira asked weakly.
Kael’s eyes didn’t leave the wolves.
“Because whatever you’re becoming…”
He paused.
“…they recognize it.”
That sent a chill through her entire body.
Riven stepped forward again, shifting back into human form, though his chest still rose heavily from the fight.
“It’s worse than I thought,” he said quietly.
Kael stood, placing himself fully between Lira and the others.
“Say what you came to say,” Kael said coldly.
Riven’s gaze flicked to Lira.
Then back to Kael.
“She’s not just some hidden bloodline,” he said. “She’s the reason the old packs were wiped out.”
Silence slammed into the space.
Lira’s head snapped up. “What?”
Kael didn’t move.
But something in his stance shifted.
Danger rising.
“You’re lying,” Lira said, her voice shaking.
Riven shook his head slowly. “You think your pack didn’t know? They hid you for a reason.”
“That’s not,”
“Your mother knew,” he cut in.
That stopped her.
Completely.
The world tilted.
“No…” she whispered.
Riven stepped closer, his voice lowering.
“The night she died wasn’t an accident.”
Lira’s breath caught.
Her mind raced.
Memories, blurred, broken, incomplete, flashed in fragments she couldn’t fully grasp.
Fire.
Screams.
Blood.
Her mother’s voice..
Run.
“You were there,” Riven continued. “You just don’t remember what you did.”
Kael’s hand twitched slightly.
He didn’t like where this was going.
“Enough,” he said sharply.
But Riven ignored him.
“She’s waking up again,” he said, eyes locked on Lira. “Just like before.”
Lira shook her head violently. “No…I didn’t…I would remember…
“You weren’t supposed to.”
The words shattered something inside her.
Another pulse exploded from her body.
Stronger.
Wilder.
This time, it knocked even Kael back a step.
The wolves flinched.
Some retreated.
Others growled, uncertain.
The air itself seemed to bend around her.
Kael recovered quickly, stepping forward again, but slower now.
Careful.
“Lira,” he said.
She didn’t respond.
Her head was lowered, her breathing uneven, her entire body trembling under the weight of something she could no longer contain.
“Lira,” he repeated, more firmly.
Still nothing.
Then, she laughed.
Soft.
Broken.
Wrong.
Kael’s eyes narrowed.
“That’s not good,” he muttered.
Her head lifted slowly.
Those glowing eyes locked onto him again.
But this time—
There was something else behind them.
Something older.
Colder.
“You shouldn’t have brought me here,” she said.
The voice was hers.
But not.
Kael’s grip on his blade tightened.
“I didn’t bring you,” he replied carefully. “You came.”
A slow smile spread across her lips.
Dangerous.
Knowing.
“Same thing.”
Riven stepped back slightly.
Even now he felt it.
That shift.
That presence.
Kael took one step closer.
Testing.
Measuring.
“Are you still in there?” he asked quietly.
Her head tilted.
Like she was considering the question.
Then she stepped toward him.
One step.
The ground cracked beneath her foot.
“Would it matter if I wasn’t?” she asked softly.
Kael didn’t answer.
Didn’t move.
Didn’t retreat.
But every instinct in his body screamed at him now.
This is not just a girl losing control.
This was something else.
Something that didn’t belong to this world anymore.
The wolves around them began backing away.
One by one.
Fear spreading like wildfire.
Riven’s voice dropped to a whisper.
“She’s waking up fully.”
Kael ignored him.
His focus never left Lira.
She stepped closer again.
Now only inches away.
Close enough for him to feel the heat radiating from her skin.
Close enough to see the flicker,
The real her—
struggling beneath whatever was taking over.
And for a split second,
Their eyes met.
Truly met.
“Kael…” she whispered.
It was her.
He saw it.
He felt it.
That fragile thread of control.
And he made a choice.
A dangerous one.
Instead of stepping back,
He reached for her.
The moment his hand touched her,
Power exploded.
A violent surge ripped through both of them, sending a shockwave across the platform that knocked everyone else off their feet.
Lira gasped—
And something inside her snapped back.
Just for a second.
Just enough.
Her fingers curled into his shirt, gripping tightly as she struggled to breathe.
“I.....I can’t hold it,” she said, panic breaking through.
Kael pulled her closer.
Ignoring the burning energy between them.
“Then don’t hold it,” he said.
Her eyes widened. “What?”
“Control it.”
“I don’t know how!”
“Then learn,” he snapped. “Now.”
Another pulse built.
Stronger than before.
Lira shook violently. “I’m going to hurt you—”
“Try.”
That stopped her.
Their faces were inches apart now.
The world around them blurred.
The war.
The wolves.
The fire.
None of it mattered in that moment.
Just him.
Just her.
Just the power threatening to tear everything apart.
“Kael…” she whispered again.
And this time;
There was fear in it.
Real fear.
He didn’t look away.
Didn’t let go.
“Stay with me,” he said.
And for a heartbeat—
She did.
The power surged,
But this time, it didn't explode.
It was twisted.
Shifted.
Began to bend.
The ground cracked again,
But not outward.
Inward.
Like something was being forced back into place.
The wolves froze.
Riven’s eyes widened.
“No…” he whispered.
Kael felt it.
The change.
The control.
The impossible control.
And then, Lira screamed one last time.
The power collapsed.
The light in her eyes flickered and went out.
Her body went limp in his arms.
Silence fell.
Heavy.
Absolute.
Kael held her.
Still.
Unmoving.
Then slowly…
He looked up.
At the wolves.
At Riven.
At the battlefield that had gone quiet.
And his voice came out low.
Deadly.
Final.
“She stays.”
No one argued.
Because now, they had all seen it.
And none of them were sure anymore…
Whether keeping her alive was the biggest mistake they had just made.
As Kael carried Lira back inside… unconscious, but far from harmless.
one question burned through every mind watching:
Did he just save her…
or protect something that was about to destroy them all?
The universe remained still.Not because time stopped ticking.Not because reality had frozen.But because every existing souls was waiting.Waiting for Nova.The Last Tree blazed like a second sun.Billions of memories flashed through its branches.Entire lifetimes floated across the heavens.Long lost worlds.Forgotten civilizations.First loves.Final goodbyes.Victories.Failures.Dreams.Every story ever lived.Every story ever remembered.And all of them were moving toward her.Nova stood beneath the endless light, trembling.The stories surrounded her like a living ocean.She could feel them.Not merely see them.Feel them.A mother holding her child for the first time.A king surrendering his crown.A lonely traveler finding a friend.A dying star watching its final sunrise.The emotions crashed through her like waves.Love.Hope.Fear.Grief.Joy.Regret.Every feeling that had ever existed.Every memory ever made.The weight should have destroyed her.Yet somehow,it didn't.
The whole world went silent.Not calm,Not even still, but Silent.The kind of silence that has been of existence before sound.Before moons nor stars,Before dreams nor imagination,Before creation itself.The name hung across reality like a wound.Forgotten.The Last Tree trembled.It's light dimmed countless times.The Graveyard Beyond Creation trembled.Dead universes drifted uneasily through the darkness.The Eternal Kingdom flickered.Even the Void became motionless.Watching.Waiting.Remembering.Nova stood beside the First Memory, unable to breathe.Something had changed.The moment that name was spoken, existence itself seemed afraid.And existence was not easily frightened.The two massive eyes beyond the crack remained open.Watching everything.Watching everyone.Watching her.The sensation made her skin crawl.Not because the eyes were hateful.Not because they were angry.But because they felt ancient beyond comprehension.As if stars, creators, and realities were nothi
Silence.Absolute silence.The kind of silence that existed before stars.Before worlds.Before creation itself.No one moved.No one spoke.The Graveyard Beyond Creation seemed frozen.The Eternal Kingdom stood still.The Last Tree stopped trembling.Even the Void had become motionless.Only one sentence remained.One impossible truth.One revelation powerful enough to shake existence."You are my daughter."Nova stared at the First Memory.Her mind refused to process the words.Daughter?How?Why?None of it made sense.The First Memory looked exactly like her.The same face.The same eyes.The same soul.Everything pointed toward Nova being a fragment.A piece.A broken shard of something greater.Yet the woman was saying otherwise.Nova slowly shook her head."No."The word escaped automatically.The First Memory smiled sadly.A smile that carried countless lifetimes of patience."I know."Nova stood.Her entire body trembled."No."The word came out stronger.More desperate."I d
The Last Tree split open.A deafening crack echoed across the Graveyard Beyond Creation.Reality trembled.Dead universes brightened.The Eternal Kingdom fell silent.Even the golden light pouring from Malakar's realm seemed to hesitate.Everyone stared.Watching.Waiting.The blinding light at the heart of the Last Tree expanded.Its roots stretched through countless dead realities.Its branches shook beneath the weight of infinite memories.The lights hanging among the leaves exploded into the heavens like stars being reborn.And at the center of it all, a silhouette appeared.A woman.Silent.Motionless.Ancient.The entire universe froze.Nova couldn't breathe.Because she knew.Before anyone spoke.Before anyone explained.Before anyone moved.She knew exactly who stood inside that light.The First Memory.The original one.The being from whom every fragment had been born.The woman who had carried every story.Every ending.Every loss.Every dream.Every universe.For longer tha
Silence consumed existence.Malakar's question lingered across realities.Across galaxies.Across dead universes.Across the Eternal Kingdom.Across the Graveyard Beyond Creation.Across Nova's soul."If endings are necessary, then why were you created to remember them?"The words refused to disappear.Nova stood frozen beneath the Last Tree.Unable to answer.Because the question hurt.Not merely intellectually.Deeply.Personally.As though it touched something hidden inside her.Something ancient.Something she wasn't supposed to remember.The Eternal Kingdom glowed brighter.Golden light spilled from the crack.The Witnesses watched.The Dreamers watched.The Forgotten watched.Even the Void remained silent.Waiting.Watching.Learning.And for the first time since her journey began, Nova wasn't sure which side was right.Malakar smiled gently.Not triumphantly.Not cruelly.As though he already knew her thoughts."You see."His voice echoed softly across creation."The question t
Reality screamed.The sound echoed across existence like a wounded god.The second crack continued expanding above the Graveyard Beyond Creation, stretching across dimensions and realities alike.Golden light poured through the opening.Hungry.Endless.Ancient.Nova couldn't look away.Every instinct in her body begged her to run.Yet her feet remained frozen.The shadow behind the crack pressed closer.Larger.Clearer.And infinitely more terrifying.Aurelion stood before her.Protective.Defiant.Afraid.The sight unsettled Nova more than anything else.Because Aurelion was one of the Seven.One of the beings who existed before creation.One of the ancient architects of reality itself.If he was afraid, then something unimaginable was approaching.The Last Tree trembled violently.Its countless lights flickered like stars caught in a storm.The dead universes surrounding the Graveyard glowed brighter.Preparing.Remembering.Waiting.The traveler beneath the Last Tree slowly steppe
The eclipse began slowly.Darkness swallowed the moon inch by inch while the battlefield beneath it trembled with spreading corruption.The shadows continued chanting around Lira now.Low.Ancient.Devoted.Every creature knelt toward her as though the world itself had already accepted her crowning
The voice inside Lira’s mind did not sound monstrous.That was the most terrifying part.It sounded gentle.Ancient.Lonely.Like something that had waited centuries in darkness for the
The battlefield fell into terrifying silence.Even the wind seemed to stop moving.The antlered shadow creature remained kneeling before Lira, its silver eyes glowing beneath the blood-red moon.Waiting.The shadows behind it waited too.Thousands of them.An army born from hunger itself.And every
The crimson moon hung over the ruined fortress like an omen.Cold wind swept across the battlefield outside while darkness continued spreading through the earth beneath their feet. Every few seconds the ground pulsed faintly, as though something enormous was breathing underneath it.Waiting.Watchi







