s*x in death
The silver fire from Julian’s soul collided with the violet darkness of the Original, creating a white-hot nova that erased the throne, the shadows, and the Original herself.
The Debt wasn't paid. The Debt was cancelled
We hit the sand of Life Zero together, gasping for air as the morning sun finally broke over the horizon. The island was quiet. No Reapers. No Silas.
Julian pulled me into his arms, his chest heaving, his hand still bleeding from the Scythe’s burn. "Are you okay? Do you know who I am?"
I looked at him, and for the first time in ten lives, the memories were clear. No thorns. No parasites. Just us.