Ascendant At 29 Degrees Novels & Stories

Zack didn’t move from his prostrated position until a thunderclap so hard that I thought I might be deafened the next moment sounded, then the voice of many screams came again. “Good and faithful servant. You shall serve and be of service. Now begin the procession.” Zack shot me a smug grin as he approached the throne and lined up candles at the foot of the several stairs leading to where I was seated against my own will, lighting the candles. “It is done, great one,” Zack returned to stand a few steps behind Mira. “Isn’t it a pity, my friend?” He gave me a fake grimace. “No matter what you do, you’ll forever walk this earth as the vessel of the Ascendant, whether you want it or not.”