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The Blood Bound Legacy Chapter 51: The Decision I Did Not Make
The ruins were crumbling. A tremor of magic pulsed through the chamber, breaking like an earthquake that had lain in wait for centuries along the stone. The air was thick with dust that clogged my lungs, but I barely registered it. My blood was thunder in my ears, my skin quivering with something I couldn’t name.The woman — the First — remained still, safeguarded from the turmoil about her. Her void-black eyes were fixed on me. She wasn’t afraid. She wasn’t running.Because she already knew what was going to happen.And she knew it would be me who had to decide.Jameson coughed, waving the dense air out of the way. “All right, I don’t know what the hell is going on, but I vote we run.”Soraya’s magic sizzled, keeping the buckling ceiling at bay. “Agreed! Whatever you’re going to do, Lena, do it fast.”Maxwell reached for my arm and pulled me to him. His grip was tight, urgent. “Lena. We’re leaving.”I didn’t move.Because the second I did, it meant that something was over.The First
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The people around me were a blur. Maxwell holding my shoulders was the only thing keeping me from collapsing, his voice acute and insistent. “Lena! Look at me.”I tried, but my vision swam, my pulse beat too fast, and my body felt too weak. The whispers weren’t gone. They were making themselves comfortable inside me, waiting, curling in the crevices of my mind as if they had always belonged.I had felt them. The Old Ones. And worse — they had felt me, too.Jameson’s voice pierced the fog. “We need to get out of here. Right. Now.”Soraya still clung to her magic, forcing the crumbling ruins around them to stay together by will. “Elena, I’m not sure what just happened, but you need to get up.”I couldn’t move.Because I didn’t know if I was still me.I looked into Maxwell’s eyes, and the same fear reflected in mine. He knew. Even if I had said nothing, he knew something was different.His voice was hoarse, hands clenched on my arms. “Tell me you’re still here.”I swallowed, pushing out
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-14The Blood Bound Legacy Chapter 53 : The War That Never Ended
The sky above him spun, a swirling mass of unwinding constellations and unnatural darkness. The air hung thick, heavy, electric, buzzing against my skin. Something shook the ground beneath my feet, not like an earthquake, but like some deep thing beneath the earth’s crust was trying to be free.“I can’t believe you’re here,” Jameson said first. “I just want to say, for the record — I told you so.”Soraya didn’t reply, not even sparing him a glance, her fingers fluttering with spells already, tracing sigils in the air. This is not simply a response to the ruins. Something else is moving.”Maxwell stood next to me, sword still drawn, jaw set. His hand floated close to mine, as if he didn’t know whether he should touch me. “Lena.” His voice was measured, controlled — but his eyes held something bordering on panic. “Tell me what’s happening.”I swallowed, my heartbeat an urgent bass drum in my chest. I wanted to say I didn’t know. I hoped this was some relic magic of the ruins reacting to
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The pull hadn’t stopped.It wouldn’t stop.I had it now, the thing inside me, the old knowing, coiling at my ribs like a second heartbeat. The First regarded me with something dangerously near understanding, her cracked hands still outstretched, waiting for me to take them.Maxwell sat before me, chest rising and falling in quick, measured breaths. His blade remained unsheathed, his stance unyielding, but I knew him. I knew him.And I knew that he was scared.Not for himself.For me.“Lena,” he said evenly, voice ragged. “You don’t have to do this.”A tremor swept through the ruins, rattling dust from the ancient ceiling. Soraya’s magic flared, barely holding the place together.Jameson muttered an expletive under his breath. “We don’t have time for this one.” His dagger flickered between his fingers. “Whatever’s about to happen, let’s just assume it’s bad and get the hell out of here.”The First cocked her head, still eying me. Still waiting. “You sit on the edge, child. The doorway
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“You are ours.”“You are ours.”No.A searing ache cracked through my skull, a fire behind my eyes. I gritted my teeth and shoved my way past the pressure in my chest, the static in my head.“I didn’t agree to anything,” I managed, hands shaking. “You said you would wait.”“And we have.”The voices swirled around me, soft as silk, snug as a noose.“But you are here now.”I drew in a gasp as another wave of power crashed through my body, every inch of me igniting with something old, something foreign — something that curled up into the deepest parts of my soul like it had always existed there.A memory surfaced, unbidden.A voice in my ear, my grandmother’s voice, the same words she had whispered before I was taken: You are a bridge, child. And bridges go both ways.I balled my hands into fists, willing my body to remain still against the pull. My heart was pounding in my ears, racing. Maxwell. The baby. I had made a choice. I had chosen. I wasn’t theirs.I wouldn’t be their bridge.I
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-15The Blood Bound Legacy Chapter 56 : The Echoes of War
The devastation had crumbled in our wake, closing anything hidden below the ground for good — or for the time being. But the sky behind told another story. The stars had moved, their arrangements unfamiliar, and the air was thicker, as though we had entered a world that simply wasn’t our own anymore.The rest stood frozen while all this sank in, Jameson muttering curses under his breath and raking a hand through his already tousled hair. Soraya’s normally serene expression was a hard, unreadable mask as she traced fingers through the air, sketching glowing runes and whispering to herself.Maxwell hadn’t released my arm since we left the ruins. He was eyeing me, his fingers quivering as if to decide whether to shake me or protect me.I knew why.Because I still felt it.In those ruins, something inside me had shifted. Something had been awakened, and it wasn’t just the Guardian. It wasn’t just me.And Maxwell could feel it.I let out a measured breath, my voice low. “We need to talk.”
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The estate seemed smaller than ever before. The walls that once felt so comforting now felt claustrophobic — a cage, rather than home. Each breath felt heavier than the rest, the weight of the truth pressing down on my chest.I sat on the nursery’s windowsill, one hand pressed against my belly. Outside, the wind rustled through the trees, bringing the smell of rain and something darker — something watching. My child shifted inside of me, a tiny reminder of the life I was fighting for.But the question still lingered in the air.The Old Ones were coming.And I was their key.I swallowed hard. How do you battle something that’s already within you?”I clenched my jaw. I couldn’t afford to break down now. I had too much to lose. My mother. My father. My friends. Maxwell. My child. I had battled too hard, suffered too much, to allow the Old Ones to take any of them.But in truth, I could still hear the voices. Waiting. Whispering.I was running out of time.The sound of Maxwell’s voice bro
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-15The Blood Bound Legacy Chapter 58: The Fear of What Comes Next
The moment the words left my lips, the silence in the room thickened. Maxwell didn’t move. He didn’t speak. He just stared at me, his golden eyes flickering with something I didn’t want to name.Fear.Not fear of the Old Ones.Not fear of the war waiting outside these walls.Fear of me.I wrapped my arms around myself, looking away. I couldn’t stand to see it. Not from him. Not when he had always been the one constant thing in my life, the one person I could always trust to see me—even when I couldn’t see myself.But now?Even he wasn’t sure who I was anymore.Maxwell exhaled sharply. “Lena…”I flinched. He rarely said my name like that—so hesitant, so careful.So unsure.He tried again, softer this time. “Lena, look at me.”I forced myself to meet his gaze.He studied me like he was searching for something—something familiar, something human.“Tell me what you mean,” he said quietly.I hesitated. “I don’t know how.”“Try.”I swallowed, my throat dry. “Ever since the ruins, ever since
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The Blood Bound Legacy Chapter 157: The Tether and the Tempest
The sky wasn’t just red. It was wounded.Streaks of crimson tore across the heavens like veins rupturing in the fabric of reality. The clouds above the citadel convulsed, and from their shifting mass, tendrils of golden fire lashed downward, striking the earth like judgment made manifest.We stood on the cliff’s edge. Maxwell was beside me, silent for once. Barin paced. Nima had her hands pressed against the earth, her magic probing, struggling to understand what had changed.“It’s not just the seal breaking,” she murmured, her eyes wide with a fear I hadn’t seen before. “Something... ancient is waking up beneath us.”“Not beneath,” I corrected, slowly. “Within.”Maxwell shot me a glance. “You’re not making sense.”“No, she is,” Barin cut in. “This entire time, the seals weren’t just containing something external. They were... anchoring her. Lena, you—” he hesitated, swallowed. “You’re the vessel.”For a moment, no one spoke.I forced myself to breathe. My fingers trembled. “I saw it.
The Blood Bound Legacy Chapter 156: The Mirror Gate
Words in a language none of us had ever spoken but all understood.“Come home, Gatekeeper.”I stepped into the dark. And it welcomed me.Not with warmth but with recognition. The shadows curled around my boots, not pulling me down, but carrying me forward, a quiet reverence in their movement. It wasn’t a fall. It was a descent controlled, precise. As if this place had been expecting me all along.The world above vanished in an instant.No light, no sound. Just pressure. Like the air here had weight. Like memories were embedded in it. I felt them—fragments of thought, of pain, of sacrifice—all whispering around me like a thousand voices buried beneath layers of time. None loud enough to understand, but all too present to ignore.And then, just ahead, I saw it.A gate—not made of stone or metal, but pure energy. It pulsed like a living thing, veins of crimson and gold coursing across its surface. It wasn’t shut. It wasn’t open. It waited.“Gatekeeper,” a voice echoed, not around me, but
The Blood Bound Legacy Chapter 155: The Breach Beneath
Silence had weight. It wasn't just the absence of sound—it was the pressure of dread before something snapped. That silence hung heavy in the sanctuary, where the second seal now glowed faint red, pulsing like a heart buried too deep in the stone.I stood before it, my hands trembling not from fear alone, but from the ripple of ancient magic churning through the floor, creeping into my bones.“She tricked us,” Nima whispered, her voice raw with disbelief. “She tricked all of us. Even you, Lena.”“I know,” I said.Maxwell leaned against a cracked pillar, one arm pressed to his ribs where Elara had thrown him. “This isn't the end,” he said. “It’s the real beginning, isn't it?”“I think it always was,” I murmured.Barin slammed his fist into the stone. “We should’ve killed her when we had the chance. We had the chance.”“No,” I said flatly. “We had an illusion. Elara wasn’t trying to win. She was buying time. She’s not the villain. Not entirely.”Maxwell’s gaze sharpened. “What are you s
The Blood Bound Legacy Chapter 154: Ashes in the Veins
The aftermath should have felt like a victory. But it didn’t.The sanctuary lay broken, cracked from the battle, the magical veins of the earth still pulsing weakly underfoot. Smoke drifted lazily in the air, the tang of blood and burnt magic too thick to ignore. Survivors moved like ghosts, patching wounds, retrieving bodies.I sat on the cold stone steps of the ruined central hall, numb, staring at my shaking hands. Maxwell hovered close, never letting me drift too far, but giving me space I didn’t know how to fill.“What now?” Nima asked softly, kneeling beside me. Her face was grimy, streaked with dried blood, her eyes bruised from exhaustion.“Now?” I said the word hollow on my tongue. “Now we bury the dead. And we wait.”“For what?” Barin asked, joining us, cradling a broken arm against his chest.“For the next monster,” I said, without a shred of humor.Maxwell shifted, his body taut with tension. “They’ll come,” he said. “Maybe not tomorrow, maybe not even next month. But the
The Blood Bound Legacy Chapter 153: The Price of the Gate
The ground buckled under the weight of the creature stepping from the breach, its horns scraping the edges of the broken sky, its very presence warping the sanctuary’s magic like a disease. Every breath it exhaled filled the air with a thick, choking fog that tasted of ash and endings.Maxwell tightened his grip on me, shifting his stance defensively. “Lena, we can’t fight that.”I struggled to sit upright, every nerve screaming in protest, the knife wound burning like an open brand against my side. My magic was dim, a flickering candle in a hurricane. I knew, deep down, he was right. We couldn’t fight it. Not like this.Not head-on.The creature spoke again, its voice layered with a thousand echoes. "You were meant to shepherd my arrival, Gatekeeper. Instead, you squandered the blood. You squandered the keys."Maxwell turned to me, his face pale but determined. “What is it talking about?”I coughed, each word tearing out of me. “The Crown... the Vault... they were... distractions. Th
The Blood Bound Legacy Chapter 152: Shattered Lines
The roar of the Firstborn creatures tore across the sanctuary like a living wave. They moved with terrifying grace, shadows with jagged edges, mouths full of teeth too many for any natural being. Their bodies twisted in ways that defied logic, like they had never been meant to walk in a world bound by rules.I barely had time to raise a shield before the first impact hit. Magic flared around us, an unsteady wall of golden light. Maxwell was already at my side, slashing at the nearest creature, his blade singing as it cut into the darkness. But they weren’t easy to kill—every wound sealed almost immediately, the monsters adapting, growing stronger with each blow.“We can’t hold them!” Barin shouted from somewhere to my left, his arms coated in blood—some his, some not.Nima and Elara worked furiously at the boundary, their chants weaving more layers of protection, but the creatures shredded through them like paper. I knew it then. This wasn’t a battle we could win by brute strength.We
The Blood Bound Legacy Chapter 151: The Crown and the Cost
The magic snapped like a whip through the circle.For a moment, it felt like the sanctuary itself recoiled from what we were trying to do, as if even the earth knew the risk we were taking. But we held the line—Maxwell, Barin, Nima, Elara, and the others—all of us linked not just by magic, but by sheer, desperate will.The vault below the sanctuary pulsed like a second heartbeat, slower and heavier than the First Door, but no less ominous. As we chanted, the bindings on it began to fray, golden threads unraveling into the night air.And then, A crack.Not from the ground this time. From the sky.Lightning forked across the heavens, but it wasn't the natural blue-white of a summer storm. It was black, threaded with red, like the sky itself was bleeding. A smell like burning iron filled the air.Something else had arrived. Something not from our world.Barin staggered, clutching his head. “They’re coming!” he gasped.“Focus!” I shouted, forcing my magic into the next seal layer.Nima’s
The Blood Bound Legacy Chapter 150: When the Earth Breaks Open
For the first time in my life, I felt powerless.The heartbeat beneath the earth had grown faster, stronger, until the ground vibrated constantly, as though the land itself were straining against invisible chains. Around us, the sanctuary’s wards pulsed weakly, flickering like candle flames caught in a hurricane. Every instinct in my body screamed that the Harbinger’s arrival wasn’t the end of the nightmare—it was the beginning.Maxwell stood beside me, staring into the darkness beyond the tents. His face was a perfect mask, but I knew him too well. I could see the tension in the set of his shoulders, the fear he would never voice unless forced.“We’re not ready for this,” Barin muttered, pacing back and forth. “We built defenses against armies, assassins, the Council’s damn enforcers—but this?” He shook his head violently. “We can’t fight myths, Lena.”“We’re not fighting myths,” I said, my voice hoarse but certain. “We’re fighting the consequences of lies too old to be forgotten.”I
The Blood Bound Legacy Chapter 149: Whispers of the First Door
For a long time, no one moved.Lior’s body lay unnaturally still, the black veins receding slowly as if whatever force had animated him had finally burned itself out. The silence pressed into my ears like a physical weight, and all I could hear was the wild hammering of my own heart.Maxwell knelt cautiously, checking Lior’s pulse even though we all knew there would be none. “He’s gone,” he said grimly, standing and wiping his hands on his trousers like he could scrub away what he had just witnessed.I stepped closer to Lior’s body, forcing my legs to obey even as every part of me screamed to turn away. My fingers itched to summon my magic, to scan deeper, but something in my gut warned me against it. Whatever had been buried in Lior, whatever had just been unleashed, it had been old. Purposeful. A ticking time bomb planted within him long before he ever set foot inside our sanctuary.Barin's voice broke the suffocating quiet. “First Door?” he said, his tone raw, full of confusion and
