FAZER LOGINCHAPTER 175: TWIN LIGHTThe lingering echo of Malphas’s sacrifice was still settling into the granite beneath my boots, but the deep, resonant hum radiating from the core node didn't fade.I stood in the center of the upper altar platform, my chest heavy with a strange mixture of grief and profound awe. The white stone floor was completely smooth now, sealed tight against the dark pit below, but as I looked out over the northern wastes, I could feel a sudden, massive shift in the continental ley lines. Malphas had absorbed the violent feedback loop, but in doing so, he had unlocked the ancient Solarii master channel that had been dormant since the Great Rupture three thousand years ago."Mira," Auren said, his voice raspy as he slowly stood up from the snow where he had been kneeling. He wiped the dried blood from his forehead, his dark eyes wide as he looked down at his own palms, which were glowing with a bright, pure golden light that didn't stop. "The master channel is open. The S
CHAPTER 174: WHAT MALPHAS CHOOSESThe quiet morning sun was washing over the upper platform, but a sudden, violent vibration beneath my boots made my stomach drop instantly.The white granite slab sealing the courtyard floor didn't shatter this time, but deep inside the mountain bedrock, an unstable subterranean fault line groaned under the sudden re-balancing of the regional ley lines. The primary conduit connecting the altar to the southern valley was oscillating at an erratic, jagged frequency—a localized residue left behind from three centuries of forced dark alignments."The feedback loop!" Auren shouted, dropping to his knees as he pressed both palms flat against the stone floor, his scarred face turning deathly pale in the bright sunlight. "The anchor point in the lower cavern is collapsing under the pressure! If that conduit snaps before the frequency settles, the entire northern pass gets pulled back down into a physical cave-in!""Can we damp the loop from the surface?" Dant
CHAPTER 173: ONE LAST CHANCEThe wind sweeping across the upper altar had softened, no longer carrying the freezing bite of corrupted magic, but the cold stone beneath my boots still held the lingering chill of the battle.Down in the lower courtyard, the Shadowfang guards were slowly guiding the surrendered Corvinus soldiers toward the transport trucks, while High Healer Lyra set up a secondary triage station near the broken gates. Everything felt quiet, almost unreal, after hours of non-stop violence.I stood beside Elric near the edge of the stone platform, resting my weight against his side while he kept his arm securely around my waist. My core was completely empty, my limbs felt heavy, and my throat was dry, but watching the morning sunlight spread across the snow-capped mountains, a deep, quiet peace settled in my mind.Near the top of the stone stairs, Auren was talking quietly with Alpha Theron and two Silvanus elders. Malphas stood a few paces behind them, his bound wrists r
CHAPTER 172: MALPHAS UNDERSTANDSThe lingering warmth of the Twin Light slowly dissolved into the crisp mountain air, leaving behind a silence so deep that I could hear the faint, steady dripping of melted snow from the granite archways.Where the black chasm of Nyxaris had threatened to swallow the valley whole just minutes ago, a smooth, unbroken expanse of white stone now covered the floor of the courtyard. The air no longer smelled of bitter ozone or ancient decay—it smelled clean, full of cold mountain pine and fresh earth.Beside me, Auren let go of my right hand, his breathing coming in slow, steady gasps as he sat back on his heels. On my left, Malphas remained kneeling on the cold stone, his arms limp at his sides, staring down at his hands. His palms were raw, marked by faint silver burns where the synchronized circuit had drawn the last remnants of his solar energy into the loop.He didn't move. He didn't reach for a weapon, he didn't check his bound wrists, and he didn't t
CHAPTER 171: THE FIRST BINDINGThe sudden stillness in the canyon felt unnatural, the freezing mountain wind humming softly over the shattered granite ledges while the massive, fluid shadow of Nyxaris hovered motionlessly inside the subterranean pit.I sat back against the icy stone ledge, my legs pulled up toward my chest as Elric kept his broad arm wrapped securely around my shoulders. My physical body was completely spent—my palms were bleeding, my clothes were soaked with melted snow, and my core felt like an empty, aching room. But inside my head, the mental link to the ancient entity was still humming, clear, quiet, and surprisingly gentle.Auren scrambled across the rock shelf, dropping onto his knees beside us. He held an ancient leather-bound codex that he had pulled from his inner coat pocket, his scarred hands moving fast as he flipped through the brittle, yellowed parchment pages. Beside him, Malphas leaned his back against the stone wall, his dark eyes wide and unblinking
CHAPTER 170: A VOICE FROM THE HOLLOWThe stone floor gave out completely beneath us, tilting into a freefall of dust, shattered granite, and blinding snow as the entire altar platform collapsed toward the black abyss.Elric’s arm slammed around my waist, pinning me tight against his chest as his sword bit into a ledge of bedrock to slow our slide. Right beside us, Dante dropped his rifle to grab the collar of Auren’s coat, while Auren dug his fingers into the icy stone to hold onto Malphas. We were dangling over the edge of a sixty-foot drop, staring straight down into the swirling violet vortex of Nyxaris rising from the subterranean pit.The cold was unbearable. It wasn't just the freezing mountain air—it was a deep, unnatural numbness that seeped directly through my skin, threatening to put my heart to sleep with every ragged breath I took."I can't hold us!" Elric growled through gritted teeth, his arm trembling violently as the weight of our falling platform pulled against his gr
CHAPTER 2 – THE MARK OF A MURDERER & EXILE The moon hung low the next night, blood-tinged and eerie, as if the heavens already knew what was coming. I stood before the stone hearth of the Council Hall, wrapped in a borrowed cloak, the Luna mark still burning against my skin. I hadn’t slept. T
CHAPTER 6: ASHES AND SECRETS We had to keep moving because this place we're staying isn't safe anymore. I pressed harder against Elric's side, trying to ignore how much of his weight I was carrying. Blood soaked through his shirt where that packleader had torn his fang into him. The wound looked
CHAPTER 5 – BLOOD IN THE MOONLIGHT The Bloodfang charged in full motion against the trio. The forest erupted in chaos. Elric unsheathed his sword. Snarls broke through the air. The Bloodfang warriors charged like shadows unleashed. Elara threw her cloak aside, her hands glowing with wind magi
CHAPTER 1;THE MOONBRAND LUNA “You were never meant to lead.” I had spent twenty-six years trying not to be a burden. Keeping my head down, doing what I was told, avoiding the kind of attention that led to consequences. In our pack, girls like me didn’t get seen—we served, we obeyed, we endured.







