Beyond Redemption のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 161 - チャプター 170

The Tremor of DawnThe first rays of dawn bled across the horizon as we emerged from the tunnel, the world around us eerily still. The forest that had once stood thick with ancient trees now seemed reborn—fresh shoots breaking through ash, the air rich with the scent of renewal. But beneath the calm, I could feel it: a pulse echoing through the land, faint but undeniable. The world’s new rhythm, born from the Heart’s release.Edward’s arm brushed against mine as he helped me step over a fallen root. “You’re shaking,” he murmured.“I’m fine,” I lied, even though my entire body felt like it was humming. The power inside me hadn’t settled yet—it moved beneath my skin like liquid lightning. “Just… adjusting.”Aaron stretched his arms and grimaced. “Adjusting, she says. You just absorbed the power source of a thousand-year-old gate, Kora. You’re glowing like a lantern. That doesn’t scream fine to me.”“Would you rather I explode?” I shot back with a tired smirk.He gave a mock salute. “No

Blood in the KeepThe air fractured into shards of motion and light. One heartbeat the Keep stood solid and still—ancient stones, flickering torches, whispers of old power—and the next, it was chaos incarnate.The first of the Shadow Division emerged from the darkness like wraiths, their movements too fast, too silent. Each one was draped in armor that seemed to drink the light around them, their faces obscured behind glassy masks. I couldn’t sense their heartbeats. That was the worst part—they moved like ghosts, soundless, scentless.Edward was the first to strike. His blade sang through the air, meeting steel with a flash that sent sparks raining across the floor. The impact echoed through my chest, a sharp reminder that we weren’t fighting ordinary soldiers.Aaron moved beside him, his shadows responding instinctively—living extensions of his rage. The tendrils wrapped around one attacker’s leg, yanking him off balance, while another shadow dagger shot from his palm, burying itsel

The Echo Between HeartsThe cave was colder than death. The air hung heavy with frost and silence, broken only by the faint drip of melting ice. Shadows danced across the uneven walls as the small fire Aaron managed to coax to life flickered weakly against the wind that howled through the entrance.I sat near the flame, wrapped in Edward’s cloak, though warmth barely reached me. The Heart’s energy still surged beneath my skin, restless and alive, whispering fragments of the vision that had nearly torn me apart.The other half.Her face haunted me—the same eyes, the same glow, but colder. Controlled. She hadn’t just felt like my opposite; she felt like my reflection.Edward knelt across from me, his gaze fixed on the small flame. “You’re shaking again.”“I’m fine.” My voice came out too quickly, too flat.He looked up, his expression unreadable. “You’re not.”Aaron leaned against the far wall, flipping a dagger in his hands. “None of us is fine, in case anyone’s wondering. We just sur

The Fractured MoonThe ruins still hissed with leftover energy, the air sharp and thin like a scream that hadn’t finished leaving the world. I couldn’t stop shaking. My skin felt like it was on fire from the inside, the echo of her—the other me—still vibrating in my bones.Edward’s hands were on my shoulders, grounding me, his eyes frantic. “Kora, look at me. Breathe. You’re here, do you understand? You’re here with me.”I nodded, but the truth was I wasn’t sure. The ground beneath us hummed, and my heartbeat no longer sounded like one—it was two, out of sync, overlapping in uneven rhythm.Aaron stood a few paces away, knife drawn, scanning the ruins for movement. “Someone wants to explain why she can teleport through shadows now? Because I’m not equipped for ghost physics.”Sylra ignored him. Her hand hovered over a stone wall, her eyes darting across the symbols that pulsed faintly in the moonlight. “She’s no longer bound to her realm. When the shard split, it weakened the boundari

What We WokeThe air outside the Citadel was too still. Snowflakes hung suspended, frozen midair as though time itself had stopped breathing. Edward’s hand was warm in mine, grounding me in a world that no longer felt entirely real.The golden light spilling from the open doors faded slowly, leaving behind only the whisper of runes etched into stone. I could still hear it—the hum of the Heart pulsing faintly in my chest, no longer chaotic or painful, but steady. Balanced. Whole.And yet, beneath that calm, something else was moving.Sylra and Aaron stood just beyond the threshold, both wide-eyed, hesitant. Sylra’s staff pulsed faintly as she stepped forward. “You did it,” she said quietly. “You merged.”“Yeah,” I breathed. “I think so.”Aaron frowned. “Then why does it feel like the world’s about to explode?”Before I could answer, the ground trembled beneath our feet. A low rumble echoed through the mountains, followed by a ripple of light that burst outward from the Citadel and van