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Chapter 181: The Foundation of Fear

Author: R.J. Sterling
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-03-30 00:16:15

The Alphas didn’t come to kneel; they came to count the casualties, and the first thing they realized was that I had already stopped being human enough to care.

I stood on the obsidian steps of the Moon Pack’s Grand Hall, my right arm anchored around Leo, while my left—fleshy, warm, and pulsing with a phantom ache—trembled in the biting polar wind. The petrification was gone, but the ghost of the stone remained, a structural stiffness in my marrow that reminded me I had outplayed a god

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