Ascend or Be Consumed의 모든 챕터: 챕터 101 - 챕터 110

My breath caught in my throat as truth settled over me. The love I had once felt for him was fierce and unwavering, strong enough to endure even death. And now that this love had reemerged within me, it was as persistent as the moon’s pull on the tide. He was like gravity, undeniable, and I found myself feeling foolish, helpless, and somewhat surrendering in his presence. High Chancellor Veylor didn't look away from me. It was as if he was finally ready to face his own demons, and that moment of vulnerability touched my heart. I was nervous but I made sure it was visible. I want that much control when I'm around him. “Where’s your vault? How can I assess it?” I asked, recalling the treasure key he gave me at the most inappropriate time “You’ll find it once all your memories return.” He answered, then he disappeared into the thin air. No farewell. No promises. Lucan moved closer after he left. He looked down at the blade in my hands and smiled softly. “I didn't believe he

The announcement from High Chancellor Veylor still hung heavy in the air, and one by one, students began to move toward the Dark Hall. Their voices echoed softly around me. Some expressed admiration, others fear, and some were simply envious of my connection with Lucan. Their steps were hesitant at first, boots crunching over the black gravel paths that led into the northern wing of Blackcroft. Lucan’s arm tightened slightly around me, as if he could shield me from the weight of it all. “Let them talk,” he whispered, his breath brushing lightly against my ear before he drew back to meet my eyes. His gaze faltered and his breath caught for a moment as if the words he was about to say weighed more than he wanted to admit. “Juno,” he called my name quietly, “always keep in mind that what others think or how they act towards you isn't important. What truly matters is your determination and mindset. You need to believe in yourself, understand who you are, and know what you want, now

“You are entering the Void to seek five magical artifacts that hold the power to alter your fate. The Chalice of Verryn, the Crown of Marigold, the Mirror of the Hollow Gate, the Orb of Silent Echoes, and the Blade of Tenebris.” As he spoke, faint appearances shimmered through the darkness around us. Each artifact appeared in magical light. The Chalice gleaming in a blue fire, the jagged, golden Crown with bony branches, the Mirror pulsing with shadowed reflections, the Orb floating within a swirl of pale mist, and the Blade shining blacker than a dark, stormy sky. “You must find these artifacts during your time within the Void,” Veylor continued, his voice reverberating through my bones. For a fleeting moment, I remembered the time we trained by the stream, his cold remarks as he taught me ruthlessly but still couldn't bring himself to strike hard, and my heart ached to hear that tone again, close enough to feel the warmth behind it. “But understand this,” he went on, “though yo

I clenched my hand against the cool surface of the small bottle filled with Aetherpills' and it grounded me. At that moment, the memory of my promise to him came rushing back. I had told him I would return. I had meant it.The Miasma stirred as if sensing it immediately.Ah… the Aetherpill, it hissed. How did a half-broken thing like you get something so rare?I said nothing, but my grip on the bottle tightened.Do you even know what it takes to make one? The voices continued, slithering closer, wrapping around my thoughts like a veil. The alchemist who refines it must feed it not just their energy, but their heart’s blood. Every time they forge another pill, they bleed a little more of their life away.I froze. “No.” I shook my head. “That’s not possible.”Do you believe we would lie to you?My breath caught. “Why?” I whispered, tears forming in my eyes. Each drop of their blood keeps the balance. Without it, the Aetherpill would never hold power long enough to restore anyone. That

To prevent the echoes from crawling any deeper into my mind, I whispered the first words that came to me. I didn’t know the spell, I just said it. I wasn't familiar with the language yet it flowed from my lips like I’d known it all my life. A golden glow enveloped my Core, and shortly, it filled my mind, precluding outer voices from reaching my inner consciousness. The whispering in my head began to fade, slipping back into the distance until I could barely hear it. The miasma was still everywhere but I could barely hear their voices in my head anymore. That was when the realization struck me like a bolt of lightning. This wasn’t a Blackcroft spell. It wasn’t taught in any Halls. It felt older, absolute, instinctive. And somehow, I knew it wasn’t something I had ever learned. It was Maureen. My past self. She must have used this spell before to hide from the miasma, to silence the voices that haunted her when she was trapped here. That was why it came so easily to me now. T