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"And when will I be yours?" "It depends," Beverly replied casually. "Dependent on what?" "Depending on when you will open your heart to me," "I opened it," "I don't have the key," Beverly pursed her lips. "Can you tell me where you keep the keys to your heart?" "In a place that humans may not be able to reach," "Luckily, I'm not human. I'm a fairy. " "You're not a fairy?" Jackson pinched Beverly's nose anxiously. "You are a devil."

This was the only thing that he had carried here from the past along his precious memories. An imperishable dao heart that would brave through a million deaths and still remain unchanged through the endless tides of time and its merciless tribulations. “Affirmative, host.” The system took three breaths to comb its rich database for a fitting cultivation manual per the request of Tristan. “BOINK!” Eternal Will Codex – the ultimate inheritance of the Ancient Natives called the Edurus who dwell in the Frozen Plateau. “A good name. Now let me see if its teachings are a match to its lofty title.” Tristan muttered as he read the contents of the manual.

The World Tree’s branches glowed with their arrival, leaves shimmering with faces, voices, memories. ‎ ‎At the heart of the nexus, beneath the endless canopy, stood a being named Eternity—born of all our lines, of every choice made since the eclipse. They had no single form, shifting between silver wolf, golden flame, starlight, and gentle human shape. Their eyes held every color of our family, every shade of every soul we had touched. ‎ ‎They did not speak with a voice. ‎ ‎They spoke with light. ‎ ‎Of a woman who had once been called cursed, who had chosen to burn anyway.

“The elders speak of you like you’re a living legend. It’s an honor to finally meet you.” He offered his hand, and I shook it. “Thank you for coming to get me.” “The honor is all mine,” he said, taking my bag. “The Academy elders are very excited to meet you.” In the car, Julian pointed out the sights of Vienna. “The air here is pure. It enhances a blood-healer’s abilities,” he said, gesturing to a distant gothic spire. “That’s the oldest Fountain of Eternal Night in the world. Its energy is purer than anything in North America.”

Inside was a single object, bound in a frost-coated bark, etched with the golden spiral. It pulsed once in his hand and then went still. And the cathedral listened. Kieran opened the book and read out loud: “Those who read this book have already been damned. When you pass through those doors of how you so crave, it shall be your demise in the true self of you. For you shall see it, the thing that is everything.” Kieran gulped as he carried on reading.

She was eternal. Kaelion pressed his forehead to hers, golden eyes molten with desire, love, and reverence. “From this moment, Ariella,” he whispered, voice vibrating through her very bones, “we are eternal. Fire, life, desire, love—they are ours. You are mine, mate, mother, flame incarnate. And together… we will burn brighter than any fire the world has ever known.” Ariella shivered violently, pressing fully into him, breath coming in ragged gasps, lips brushing his. “I… I am yours… forever… the fire… the child… the bond… us… eternal…”