All Chapters of THE FORBIDDEN BOND OF FATE: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

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The Black Wanderers

They moved as one… Silent… Measured… And remarkably patient.Not a single careless footstep disturbed the forest floor or even a branch snapped beneath their boots.The wild boar remained blissfully unaware of the hunters steadily closing in around it.Its broad snout remained buried in the damp earth as it rooted lazily among the fallen leaves, snorting softly while searching for roots and mushrooms hidden beneath the soil.Step by careful step… The distance between hunter and prey continued to shrink.Lucien led from the front with the calm confidence of a seasoned hunter.Anana circled slightly to the left, quietly cutting off the animal's easiest escape route.A few paces behind them, Anastasia mirrored every movement as best she could, her excitement carefully restrained beneath the discipline her parents had taught her.Closer… Closer still… Only a little farther.The boar never noticed.Then…CRASH!The peaceful forest erupted without warning.A startled deer burst from a dens

A Grave Mistake

Then...Another laugh drifted out of the darkness.Unlike the first… This one was louder, crueler.It slithered through the silent forest, bouncing between the ancient trees before fading into an eerie echo.A second figure slowly emerged from the shadows.He was broad-shouldered and powerfully built, his tangled dark hair falling past his neck in unkempt strands. A jagged scar carved its way across one side of his face, giving his already rugged features an even more sinister appearance.A wicked grin stretched across his lips.The moment his eyes settled on Anana, they gleamed with open greed.Slowly… Shamelessly… His gaze wandered over her from head to toe, lingering far longer than decency allowed.Only after he had thoroughly looked her over did his attention drift elsewhere.His eyes fell upon the little girl standing behind her.Anastasia instinctively clutched the back of her mother's cloak a little tighter.The man's grin widened."Well, well..."A low, sinister chuckle esca

The Last Warning

A quiet scoff escaped him."I've seen carrion with more dignity."His gaze returned to her, cold enough to freeze the air between them."A filthy, foul-mouthed pig like you actually believes she could tempt me?"He gave a slight shake of his head, disappointment evident in his voice."Your arrogance is even uglier than your face."He turned away as though the conversation had already ended, dismissing her with the same indifference one might show an insect beneath their feet."I'd rather spend an eternity in a pit of rotting corpses than lower myself enough to touch you."A faint, almost mocking smile tugged at his lips."So..."He gave a lazy shrug."Nah.""I'll pass."For a heartbeat… The forest fell silent.The witch's smile vanished as though it had never existed. Her expression twisted into one of pure fury.Her fingers curled into a tight fist.The flames dancing around her hand surged violently, bursting outwards in a brilliant wave of crimson light that swept through the shad

One Man Against an Army

The other two moved in perfect unison.Together… They drove their hands forward.Three crimson spells tore through the forest, twisting through the air almost like living serpents as they raced towards Lucien.The ground beneath them cracked… The surrounding trees trembled beneath the surge of magic.Lucien remained exactly where he was. He didn't flinch or even reach for his sword.He simply lifted one hand.His lips parted ever so slightly.Beneath his breath, in a voice scarcely louder than the whisper of the wind, he uttered a single ancient incantation."Vareth."The word carried no force. Yet the moment it left his lips… A transparent barrier shimmered into existence before him, so faint it was almost invisible.The three spells collided with the invisible barrier at the exact same instant.BOOM!A violent burst of crimson light erupted across its surface, illuminating the forest in a blinding flash.For a fleeting moment, the barrier shimmered beneath the impact… Then… The

The God of War Awakens

Lucien made no move to draw his sword.He simply stood there.One man… Facing hundreds.The earth shuddered beneath the thunder of charging footsteps as the Black Wanderers surged towards him from every direction.Savage war cries erupted as one, tearing through the forest with enough ferocity to shake the ancient trees.Steel blazed beneath the dim canopy, countless blades flashing like the ravenous fangs of predators closing in on helpless prey.Magic exploded to life.Crimson flames roared… Violet lightning crackled… Ghostly blue energy writhed through the air, flooding the battlefield with a violent symphony of destruction.Axes… Spears… Swords… Claws… Hundreds of weapons rose as one, each poised to tear flesh, spill blood, and claim a single life.To anyone watching… It looked less like a battle… And more like an execution.Yet Lucien remained exactly where he was… Calm, unmoving and completely unimpressed.He drew in a slow breath before letting it escape in a quiet, almost d

A Clash of Monsters

The force of the movement erupted through the forest like the shockwave of a collapsing mountain.The seer's spectral chains struck first.The instant they touched the obsidian feathers, they shattered apart as though they had been forged from fragile glass, exploding into countless fragments of fading light that vanished into the wind before they could brush so much as a strand of Lucien's hair.A heartbeat later, the witch's inferno crashed into the wings.The roaring wall of crimson fire, powerful enough to reduce stone to molten ash, simply... broke.It burst apart against the black feathers, scattering into thousands of dying embers that drifted harmlessly through the forest before fading into nothingness.Not a single flame touched him… Nor a single chain reached its target.The witch's confident expression shattered… Her crimson eyes widened in utter disbelief.Beside her, the seer's voice caught in his throat.The final syllable of his incantation died before it could leave hi

The One Who Made Him Bleed

The war hammer slammed into the earth. The impact detonated with earth-shaking force.Dirt, shattered stone, and splintered roots erupted in every direction as the ground caved beneath the blow, leaving behind a massive crater.The giant didn't pause.Throwing back his head, he released a furious roar that echoed through the forest.With bulging muscles, he wrenched the colossal war hammer free in one savage pull.The weapon tore through the earth with violent force, hurling chunks of rock and clods of dirt high into the air as though they weighed nothing.Before the dust had even begun to settle… He attacked again.His entire body twisted into the swing, every ounce of his monstrous strength flowing into the weapon as he drove the war hammer straight towards Lucien once more.The massive head of the hammer tore through the battlefield with terrifying speed.Its passage forced the air aside with such violence that it howled like a raging tempest, while the sheer pressure of the swing

The Face Behind the Nightmare

Every swing of his sword carried absolute certainty, every movement was flawless and every strike ended a life.There was no hesitation, no mercy and definitely no wasted motion.It was as though the battlefield itself bent to his will, and everyone who stood before him had already been condemned the moment they chose to fight.For the first time in her young life… Anastasia truly understood why the world spoke his name with equal parts awe and fear.Why warriors dreaded him…Why the title God of War wasn't merely a name… It was a truth! And that truth… Terrified her.But even that…Even witnessing her father carve through an army as though they were nothing… Wasn't what terrified her the most.It was what came after.She saw it… She saw what emerged from her father's back.Two immense black wings unfurled, each feather darker than the deepest night, swallowing the light around them as though darkness itself had taken form.Long obsidian horns slowly emerged from either side of his

The Giant Was Never the Target

Anana, however, paid them no mind.She slowly lifted her gaze to meet theirs. A small smile touched her lips, so soft… Almost gentle.Yet there was something about it… Something that made the laughter feel just a little less certain.Her grip on the twin daggers remained steady."Why don't you..."She tilted one blade ever so slightly, its polished edge catching the dim light."...find out what these daggers can do?”One of the Wanderers charged first……Meanwhile… At the very same time… Lucien had already uncovered the reason the towering Wanderer refused to fall.It wasn't because the giant was overwhelmingly powerful. Nor was it because Lucien lacked the strength to kill him.No!...The giant himself had never been the problem. Killing him… That would've been the easy part.Lucien's cold gaze drifted past the towering figure and settled on those standing behind him.That's when the true obstacle revealed itself.Six witches.Three stood to the giant's left… Three to his right. Pe

Four Against One

Meanwhile… The fight between Anana and the Black Wanderers had already begun.The first Wanderer stepped forward with a mocking grin still plastered across his face.He didn't rush her like a man facing a dangerous opponent.He strolled in with the lazy confidence of someone convinced the fight was already over."Let me show you how a blade is actually used."With a scornful snort, he raised his sword high above his head.There was no caution in his stance… no hesitation… no respect for the woman standing before him.He wasn't aiming to kill her outright… He wanted to break her.To leave her wounded, helpless, and painfully aware of how hopeless it had been to draw steel against him.With a dismissive scoff, he brought the blade crashing down in a heavy overhead strike, pouring brute strength into the attack, fully expecting her to panic… or freeze… before the sword ever reached her.He never imagined… That he was the one who had already made a fatal mistake.He never completed the

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