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Chapter 52: Stormblood
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Luna’s Rebellion Chapter 54: The Throne Of Shadows
The world on the other side of the Gate wasn’t a world at all. It was a memory twisted into matter—a realm of flickering echoes and bleeding stars. The ground was obsidian glass that pulsed with every one of my heartbeats. The air shimmered with silver fog, heavy with whispers. Time didn’t move here; it watched. And I was alone. Almost. Footsteps approached—soundless, yet unmistakable. The Forgotten. They came forward, their forms trailing wisps of cosmic night, faces cloaked in featureless void. And yet, I knew them. I felt them in the marrow of my soul—creators, destroyers, and betrayers of all that came after. One stepped ahead of the others. Taller. Heavier with power. The void at the center of his face swirled, forming an outline that mirrored mine. “You came,” he said, in a voice that wasn’t spoken but inherited. “I’m not yours,” I said. “Child,” he corrected gently, “you are ours by design. You carry the breath of the first Luna—the echo of Nyx herself. You are the se
Luna’s Rebellion Chapter 53: The Gates Between Worlds
The sky wasn’t supposed to bleed. But above the mountain, the clouds had torn open into a vortex of spiraling shadow and silver fire. It wasn’t just magic. It was memory—old, wild, and angry. The kind of power that didn’t wait to be summoned. It chose its moment. And this was it. The Gate was open. And I could feel it calling to me. Kael stood beside me, blood drying on his armor, the bond between us still pulsing from the moment we’d reforged it. But even his presence couldn’t quiet the thunder in my chest. Across the battlefield, Necros was smiling. Not like someone who’d won. Like someone who’d finished the ritual. “You thought I wanted the relic,” he called, his voice crackling through the storm. “You thought I wanted power. But I only ever needed a key.” I knew what he meant before he even said it. His eyes flicked to me. “You, Elara. You are the lock. You are the door.” Nyra stood to my right, calm even as the wind tore at her frostcloak. “He’s lying.” “No,” I said
Luna’s Rebellion Chapter 52: Stormblood
The mountain trembled beneath the First Beast’s weight. It was gargantuan—taller than the trees that grew on the spine of the world. Its black fur shimmered with starlight, and its eyes were twin voids ringed with silver fire. It growled once, low and earth-shattering, and even Necros took a step back. But it wasn’t looking at him. It was looking at her. The cloaked woman stepped from the mist, the hem of her cloak dragging frost behind her. Her face was hidden beneath a silver hood, but the energy rolling off her was ancient—older than Elara, older than the relics, older maybe even than the gods. She raised a hand. The Beast lowered its head in deference. Necros hissed. “You’re dead.” The woman’s voice cut the air like a blade. “You wished I was.” She turned to me. “Elara, daughter of Moonblood,” she said. “You’ve burned the bond. Broken the relic. And yet still… you stand.” I swallowed. “Who are you?” She pulled back her hood. And my heart stopped. Because the woman be
Luna’s Rebellion Chapter 51: The Crown Divided
The chamber pulsed with twin magic. My Luna Star glowed silver in my hand—steady, blinding. The other Elara’s power radiated like molten gold, sharp and wrong. Her eyes burned with celestial fury, but it wasn’t holy. It was hollow. She looked like me. But she felt like death. Kael groaned behind me, still bleeding, still fading. I stepped between him and her, heart hammering in my chest. “Who are you?” She smiled—a cruel mirror. “I’m the version of you who didn’t hesitate.” I shook my head. “No. You’re a trick.” “I’m your truth, Elara.” She tilted her head. “You always had a choice—power or love. You chose weakness. I chose everything.” She raised a hand. My own scars marked her palm. But they glowed gold instead of silver. Corrupted. Amplified. Necros stood to the side, watching us with something like reverence. “Fascinating, isn’t it?” he whispered. “She split herself—without even knowing.” I froze. “No.” “Yes,” he murmured. “When you purified the Luna Star, you
Luna’s Rebellion Chapter 50: The Soulshaper’s Curse
The air stank of death and stardust. Necros shed Damon’s face like a discarded mask. The creature before me was unholy—its form barely held together by what was left of the stolen relic’s power. Horns curled from his skull, and wings made of shadow and bone cracked through his back. His mouth split open, revealing rows of jagged teeth that whispered forgotten names. I could feel the ground rejecting him. Even the mountain wanted him gone. Kael stood behind me, pale and reeling. The bond between us had been severed, not just broken but erased—as if it had never been. I still felt him. Every heartbeat, every breath. But it wasn’t tethered to mine anymore. We were two separate souls in a war-torn room, and that emptiness echoed louder than Necros’s roar. “You played your role well,” Necros rasped. “Purified the relic. Fulfilled the cycle.” I steadied my stance, the Luna Star glowing with cold silver in my hand. “I didn’t do it for you.” “But you did it,” he hissed, voice like
Luna’s Rebellion Chapter 49: The Price Of Stars
Kael’s body hovered in midair, frozen like a statue of agony. His hand reached for me. His lips parted in a silent scream. And behind him, Necros stood calm as death. His fingers tightened around the corrupted Luna Star—its silver sheen dimmed to an eerie, bleeding gold. Shadows curled around it like veins. “I warned you,” Necros said, voice silk and venom. “You defied me in the Mirrorlands. Now you’ll watch him die.” I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t blink. But I could burn. The Blade of Veyra reappeared in my hand like it had been waiting. It pulsed with fury—mine and the moon’s. I charged. Necros raised the relic. It glowed—flooding the temple with a blinding light. But I didn’t stop. His magic hit me like a tidal wave. It should have crushed me. Should have ripped my mind apart. Instead—something awoke. White-hot light exploded from my chest. Time fractured around me. And suddenly, I was back in the Mirrorlands—but not surrounded by reflections. This was different.
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