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The silence hung heavy, sharp as a blade. Akira was still catching her breath from the climb, but her father stood there, calm and untouched by the dust and chaos surrounding them. His presence felt weighty, more substantial than the earth they’d just escaped from.“Father.” The word tasted bitter on her tongue, almost foreign.He tilted his head slightly, studying her like she was a puzzle he’d already pieced together. “You’ve grown reckless.” His eyes flicked to the letter she was gripping tightly. “And careless.”Kaidën instinctively stepped in front of her, blade drawn. “Stay back.”Her father’s gaze barely acknowledged him. “Still holding onto this one, Akira? A weapon born from disobedience. You’ve always had a knack for picking the wrong friends.”The jab stung more than Kaidën deserved, but he didn’t flinch. He stood his ground, muscles tense and ready.Akira pushed herself to her feet, shaking off the dust from her hands. “Why were you waiting here? Did you really think I wou

Akira felt the chamber tremble as she clenched her fist. The shadows around her transformed—no longer just her father’s or an enemy of Kaidën, but hers now. They danced around her like a tempest, shifting between flames and smoke, light and darkness.Her father’s eyes sparkled with triumph. "Yes! That's it! My blood. My heir."Akira's breath came in short gasps, her chest tightening from the intensity. The power wasn’t a whisper—it roared in her ears, surged through her veins, a thousand voices urging her to unleash chaos, to dominate. She stumbled, clutching her head as fragments of visions crashed into her consciousness—cities crumbling, seas boiling, shadows creeping over the world like an endless night."Akira!" Kaidën's voice cut through the storm. He fought his way through, blade raised, his eyes locking onto hers with urgency. "You’ve got to let go—it’s feeding on you!"But his words felt distant. The shadows throbbed, responding only to her. With a flick of her wrist, the grou

The room shook as shadows grew thicker, engulfing the air around them. The ceiling creaked under the strain, cracks spreading like veins through the stone above. Akira’s heart raced in her ears, matching the turmoil brewing inside her chest. Her father stood firm amid the chaos, arms wide open as if inviting the destruction. “Can you feel it?” he yelled above the din. “The hunger, the power? That’s not your enemy, Akira. That’s who you are.” “No,” she spat, pressing her palms to her temples. The whispers were starting to eat away at her sanity, voices weaving through her mind with promises she was too scared to embrace. Take him. End him. End them all. We’ll give you strength. Kaidën cut through another wave of shadows, the blade of his sword glowing faintly with the runes carved into its steel. He was wounded, breathing hard, but his voice sliced through the chaos. “Akira! Focus on me. Don’t let him get inside your head.” She felt her knees weaken under the weight pulling at h

Chapter 38 – The Thing That Shouldn’t Wake The fissure widened, glowing veins of light spreading across the chamber floor. The whispers grew louder, overlapping until they pressed against Akira’s skull like knives. She gripped her temples and staggered. “Kaidën…” Her voice trembled. “It’s inside my head.” “I know,” he said through clenched teeth, pulling her behind him. “I can hear it too. It’s like it’s—chewing at my thoughts.” Her father lifted his hand, shadows twisting like frantic serpents around his arm. But this time, they weren’t under his control—they recoiled, trembling, as if terrified of what was rising. “No,” he hissed. “Not again.” The light blazed and then shattered into fragments. From the chasm below, a figure appeared—initially just a warped silhouette. Its body flickered between flesh and shadow, its face shifting and blurred, as if it couldn’t decide what it was meant to be. Dozens of eyes opened across its form, blinking in a horrifying, synchronized manner.

The chamber trembled as the creature clawed its way forward, its limbs scraping against the stone like steel on bone. With every movement, whispers filled the air, trying to worm their way into Akira’s mind, seeking to unravel her. "You belong to us… your blood is our birthright…" Akira pressed her palms to her temples, battling to shut it out. Her shadows flickered uncertainly, caught between obeying and wavering toward the beast. "Akira!" Kaidën’s shout cut through the chaos. He stood firm, sword raised, though his arms trembled from the force of his last strike. "Focus on me. Not it. Me!" Her gaze snapped to him. His voice was the anchor she needed, steady amidst the turmoil. The world narrowed down to the steel in his grip and the fire in his eyes. Her father’s voice followed, firm and commanding. "The binding needs three points. I’ll create the circle. Kaidën—you protect the vessel." "What vessel?" Kaidën shot back, confusion evident. Her father turned to her. "Her." Kai