All Chapters of Curse Of Tethys, Hellblades Series Part 3 of 3: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Kayhan’s POVFor days, I lay low deep in the woods, finding a desperate refuge inside an abandoned hunting cabin.I survived on little more than moss-filtered water and dusty canned preserves left behind by some long-gone traveler.My broken ribs throbbed incessantly with every ragged breath I took, serving as a constant, grueling reminder of my brutal fight with Mete.At first, during those quiet hours in the damp shack, I actually thought the curse might have loosened its grip on my soul.The SATOR mark’s dark power had remained eerily dormant against my skin.But I couldn’t have been more wrong. Tethys had simply been biding his time, waiting for the absolute perfect moment to strike.Suddenly, the curse surged through my body like a violent tidal wave, an unbearable, burning compulsion that left me trembling on the floorboards and completely desperate.Hunger, thirst, and physical pain were absolutely nothing compared to the maddening, invisible force driving my limbs forward.I c

Manolya’s POVThe sky was heavy with dark clouds, threatening rain at any moment.I shivered slightly, pulling my trench coat tighter around me to keep out the biting wind that made me feel colder than I already was.I had always sought solace in Pelin’s company, the one person I thought I could truly rely on.As I wandered along the cobblestone paths, I stopped and stared at the windows of the quaint houses.Inside, families lived in peace, their children playing outside or being doted on by their mothers or grandparents.The dream of creating my own family felt foolish now, a fragile fantasy scattered by the wind, much like the knots in my hair; tangled, just like my heart.“Can you believe they did this to me?” My voice trembled still with disbelief and pain.The words hung in the air, just like the storm that loomed above me.It was finally time to break the silence between us.Aziz and Pareia were clearly affected by the weight of the day and the heaviness of my feelings.Their u

Mr. Mehmet’s POVThe sky outside my office window was heavy with dark clouds, threatening rain at any moment.I sat in my spacious office, lazily spinning in my leather office chair as my mind wandered through the complicated, dangerous presence of an ifrit loose in the city.It was a delicate balance keeping the peace between the humans, the witches, and the demons that sometimes crossed the barrier into our world, but I had managed it for decades.Today, however, the air felt thick, charged with an unnatural tension that made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up.The sudden, piercing blaring of my desk console alarm completely shattered my thoughts.I froze, my eyes darting to the flashing red monitor.It was a code red of the highest level, an urgent security breach that sent a jolt of pure adrenaline straight through my veins.My brows furrowed deeply, the wrinkles on my forehead intensifying as I leaned forward, my fingers flying across the glass screen to read the data pack

Tethy’s POV“Do you smell that, Bengü? That is the scent of desperate, burning ambition, and it is drawing every vile thing from the obsidian dimension straight to us,” I whispered into the dark spaces of my own mind, letting my consciousness twist the invisible chains binding her soul.“The whispers of the Ring of the Pyromancer started as a tiny ripple at The Forgetfulness Flower shop, but now the entire realm is alerted. The rumors have spread through the vast reaches of the dark dimensions, and every power-hungry creature is marching toward Beçin Castle with their own dark agendas. And here we are, right in the center of events.”Deep within the shadows of my soul, the fractured essence of the dark witch doctor thrashed against her obsidian binds.She did not weep for the mortals, nor did she care about the impending bloodshed.Her twisted heart was completely devoid of mercy, fueled only by the primal urge to survive.“The twins is right there” Bengü’s voice hissed back, a sharp,

Uncle Eren’s POVShe was entirely self-sufficient, a terrifying force of nature in her own right, and my frustration only deepened because of it.What could a man like me possibly offer a woman who seemed completely indifferent to everything I did?The battle raged on with a deafening roar, but I was no longer fully present in the moment.My mind wandered through the past, replaying every single instance where I had tried and miserably failed to impress Aylin.It felt like I was constantly walking a dangerously high tightrope, perpetually teetering between feeling incredibly capable and feeling completely, utterly inadequate.“Uncle Eren!” a panicked, cracking voice suddenly broke through the fog of my thoughts.I whipped my head around to see one of the younger lads from the Seraphic Shadowmenders Guild struggling desperately to fend off a massive, snarling fire spirit.The poor lad’s wide, terrified eyes met mine through the smoke, and my protective, elder instincts kicked in with a