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“The time and age, they all match. Mauve has been Chrone for over six centuries now.” “And the presence I felt in the dungeon, it had to be Martin then.” Miaka added. “I thought it wasn’t coming from the Castle but the truth is, Dark Mages are very hard to detect because they’re extremely powerful while riding the high of their kill. Martin must have killed recently.” “It’s such a shame.” Acelin shook his head. “He was a good man. Why would he turn to the dark side?”

From then on, Hekacy was bound to be reincarnated over and over again sharing a body with a mortal girl. In the grand scheme of things, it was also due to this very reason that the necromancers once tried to overthrow the Magic Parliament. They wanted to free the goddess from her cruel fate that she so do not deserve. Ultimately leading to the epic but bloody battle in the Rhapsody Swamp; an event clearly recorded in the history of mages because it signals the end of the Dark Ages for the mage community.

With a weak smile, I dry my eyes on the cuff of my shirt, then concentrate on the text again. “While this gives dark magick, like unholy magick, an advantage in rate of casting and acceleration or amplification of the associated magickal turbulence, it provides a significant disadvantage over time. Specifically, dark magick, once cast, hastens towards its target, similar to an avalanche. While powerful and growing, it is nevertheless imprecise, inaccurate, and self-limiting, with the lowest energy state requiring more magick for sustained use and exhausting the user at an exponentially faster rate.

exclaimed the shocked Darkwind. From what Darkwind’s master had told him, the Avatar Rope had supposedly appeared about a thousand years ago. At the time, multitudes of experts within the cultivation realm—including Domiensch masters—fought to the death just to obtain it! Eventually, the artifact went off radar, but… To think that it somehow got into the hands of this young demonic cultivator…!

“Because the prophecy has only just begun, and the curse… will not wait for either of us to be fully prepared.” The morning light filtered weakly through the stained windows, illuminating the bond that pulsed between them. Stronger than magic, older than time, insistent, and alive. The Dark Prince had confessed his truth. The curse had revealed its depth. And Elara… she had glimpsed the first threads of the fate that now bound them both. The shadows pulsed. The bond throbbed. And the world outside the tower began its relentless march toward the chaos yet to come.

I said. Malik nodded. "The werewolves sought to overthrow us and claim dominion over the fur realm. But they almost went extinct like the vampires if they hadn't surrendered. The vampires were the strongest, but they wanted to assert their supremacy, so they joined the war, to dominate. It was then that I confronted and slew the vampire king, the infamous Dark King. No one knew about my father's curse, they all thought I had gone weak just like my father because of my weakness. It took just three strategic raids on werewolves to regain my full strength and steer everything back on course. Since I was twelve, I had harboured a fierce desire to defeat the vampire king, but he was formidable an

The crowd stirred slightly, whispers of disbelief running through the group, but Magnus pressed on. "Thana, the queen of darkness, is behind this," he continued, his voice growing firmer with every word. "She used her dark magic to transport us to this time—exactly twelve years into the future. As you can see, everything has changed. The world we once knew is gone, and it’s all because of our greatest enemy."

“Aldric?” The elder clasped his hands behind his back, as if steadying himself. “There’s a piece of this story that’s always eluded us. Something… happened two hundred years ago—something I never understood.” “What do you mean?” Tobias asked. “It started after the sealing,” Aldric said. “After the Moon Goddess intervened and locked Xander—no, the Dark Lord—away. Morgana and I thought it was over. That the darkness had been contained for good. But then… a few weeks later, something strange happened.”

She disappeared into the shadows. And somewhere far away, in a place beyond dimensions, something ancient began to wake. Something that made the Voids look like children. Something that had been waiting for this moment since the beginning of time. The First Dark was coming. And Aria and Kade would face it as humans. Without power. Without magic. Without any advantage except for each other. The world had been saved. But only temporarily. The real battle had just begun.