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SHACKLED TO THE SAVIOR
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2026-04-18
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I was sent to reap her soul. Now, I am it prisoner." Sloane is a Wingless Reaper. For five centuries, he hasn't known mercy only the cold weight of his blade. His final mission was supposed to be easy: find the girl born with the Infinite Soul and kill her before she manifest and destroy his kind. Elena has spent twenty- four years in a guarded palace, hidden from the world and even the air outside by the ancient Ouroboros cult. She is a walking miracle whose blood holds the key to immortality. She doesn't know she’s a savior; she only knows she wants to be free. The cult wants her blood. The Wingless want her dead. When Sloane finally corners his prey, the universe intervenes. A golden brand sears into his wrist a Divine Shackle. A 24-hour countdown to his own death begins, and there is only one way to stay alive : He must protect the girl he was sent to kill. Now, the world’s deadliest hunter is her only protector. To the Ouroboros, she is a prize to be harvested. To the Fallen, she is a plague to be erased. To Sloane, she is a beautiful curse. As the prophecy draws closer, he realizes the most dangerous thing isn't the ticking clock on his wrist... it’s the heartbeat he could feel for his enemy. One HUNT. One LEASH. No ESCAPE.
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SHACKLED TO THE SAVIOR 12. Breathe of fresh air
Different thought surge through Elena mind as she sat on the hatch.She thought of Caspian. His head hitting the marble. The blood spreading across the white stone. She thought of the way the Reaper had caught her and put a knife on her throat just before the shackle sealed on his wrist.She did not know his name.The man who killed Caspian. The man who carried her through the forest. The man who called her Elena when she woke up the night before. The man who took her all through the jungle.She got up.Her legs were shaky, but they held. She crossed to the door and pushed it open.The morning air hit her face cool and clean, smelling of earth and grain and something sweet she could not name. She stepped outside and stopped.The field stretched out before her, barley and green, swaying in a breeze that felt like nothing she had ever felt before. It was not the filtered air of the Palace. It was not the terror of the forest. It was just... morning. A morning like any other morning in a
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2026-04-18SHACKLED TO THE SAVIOR 11. Uncertain dreams
Sloane felt a rare, cold spark of genuine unease.As a Reaper, he was the usher of the end. The one who closed the book. He understood the finality of death as a mercy. But a human who could not die? That was a glitch in the very design of existence.The Ouroboros hunted for immortality. This man had been living their dream as a nightmare."But how?" Sloane's mind raced through the lore. "No human soul can anchor itself to the physical plane for that long without—"A sharp, wet intake of breath cut through the tension of the room.On the pallet of furs, Elena's body convulsed. Her eyes snapped open, clouded with the lingering fog of exhaustion and the trauma of the forest. She looked like a trapped animal waking up in a cage.Sloane was on his feet before he could process the thought.He did not think. He just moved. He knelt at her side, his hand hovering inches from her shoulder, trembling slightly as if he were afraid his touch might shatter what was left of her.His heart that col
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2026-04-18SHACKLED TO THE SAVIOR 10: cursed to live
The compound was lively to the brims. A sea of sweat, spilled ale, and raw merriment followed a hard harvest and a healthy birth. Outside the timber-framed walls of the forge, the air was thick with raucous laughter sharp and bright as a new blade cutting through the cooling evening mist."To Elias!" a voice roared. Wooden mugs thumped against a scarred oak table in a heavy, rhythmic beat."And to the boy! May his arms be as strong as his father's and his heart as steady as the anvil!"It was Elias's inner circle. Men he had bled and worked with for years, gathered to celebrate the arrival of his firstborn. Elias sat among them, a grin stretching across a face still smudged with the soot of his trade, now mixed with spills of wine and the grease of roasted meat.Inside the main house, his wife Melissa was resting. The room was a hive of midwives and well-wishers who had helped deliver the red faced miracle into the world. After years of prayers, the boy was finally here, asleep in her
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2026-04-15SHACKLED TO THE SAVIOR 9: Bound by the prophecy
The Present – The Palace of OuroborosThe rotunda was a scene of carnage and cold.The smell of Valerius's burst eyes and scorched skin was thick, clinging to the heavy velvet cloths used to wrap his body. The Sanguine Machine was a jagged ruin of broken brass. Its primary lever was snapped, the gears shattered.Xalen walked around the High Priest's body. Her boots clicked rhythmically on the stone. She had just been coronated as the new High Priestess. Valerius had been her mentor. A man who was like a father to her after her own father's death.She glanced at his body one last time. Wretched. Dead. Wrapped in cloth on the floor."Take him away." Her voice echoed off the vaulted ceiling.The masked guards moved forward. They lifted Valerius's body and carried it out of the rotunda."Prepare a tomb in the Crypt of the Elders. He died reaching for the prophecy. He will be buried with honor." She paused. "He was a man who was too bold for his own blood. We must make sure his sacrifice i
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2026-04-14SHACKLED TO THE SAVIOR 4: The price of mercy
Twenty-Four Years Ago – The Ouroboros SanctumYoung Malachi stood in the center of the floor, his boots clicking against the polished stone. Above him, the Elders sat in a semi-circle, their gold serpent masks reflecting the torchlight. In the corner, a massive brass clock ticked with a heavy, meta
SHACKLED TO THE SAVIOR 3: The HERETIC'S mercy
The air in the Sanctum tasted like burnt metal and old blood.High Priest Valerius stood before the Sanguine Clock, his knuckles white around the brass rail of the altar. For the first time in the history of the Ouroboros Circle, the Great Gear was stuttering. It groaned. It ground. The sound vibra
SHACKLED TO THE SAVIOR 2: Leashed to the enemy
Bounding down the slope of the mountain felt like the world was being ripped out from under Elena's feet.She did not scream. The air had been knocked out of her the moment the stranger's arm clamped around her waist. All she saw was the Palace the only home she had ever known shrinking into a punc
SHACKLED TO THE SAVIOR 1: The night it all started.
The Palace of Ouroboros did not feel like a home. It felt like a prison.Elena pressed her forehead against the cold glass of the Moon Glow Balcony. Behind her, the hallway stretched silent, lined with doors that only opened for men in gold masks. Twenty-four years of purified air and machines tha
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