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Not soft golden brown, but deep amber that glowed under the dim lights like something wild hiding beneath a human’s skin. For several seconds, my brain completely failed to function. This couldn’t be him… The entire city talked about Zackary Walton. He was a sick old man hidden from society after that scandalous downfall. But that man in his early thirties looked powerful enough to destroy people with a single glance. His observant gaze moved over me, scanning me unapologetically. I clutched the fabric of my gown and stood up, my voice steady. “A-Are you Zackary Walton?”

I watched the chaos erupt around me and lifted a hand, pointing at the middle-aged man. The automated defense turrets mounted in the lab whirred as they rotated, gun barrels locking onto their new targets. "Now then…" I tilted my mechanical head slightly, just like I'd done back in the first loop of the death game. "…The game has started. This time, the condition to win is simple." I grinned, and the blue light beneath my synthetic skin flared into a blinding, blood-red flow. "Survive my hunt and escape within ten loops."

The visor slid back to reveal a face that was terrifyingly youthful, yet eyes that held the coldness of deep space. ​"The dirt-dwellers found the forge," the Exile said. His voice didn't come from his throat; it was a direct broadcast into our minds. "I am Praetor Valerius. You have played with our toys long enough, little scavengers. Step away from the Aegis." ​"This isn't your world anymore, Valerius," Kael said, his hand tightening around the 'Restart' shard. "You left it to burn. We’re the ones who planted the seeds."

"I want her exiled." The room erupted again, louder this time. Exile was serious—it meant being cast out from the pack, severing all bonds, becoming a rogue. It was one step below execution. "No!" Brittany shrieked. "You can't—Alpha Jace, please! I made a mistake, I didn't mean—"

This wasn't just banishment—it was a death sentence disguised as mercy. The Chasm was a frozen wasteland where exiled wolves went to die slowly. The perpetual mists there didn't just weaken wolf powers—they ate away at sanity, leaving most exiles mad within months. Ivy, classified as an accomplice despite her active participation, was sent to Greystone Barrens for five years. A slightly less harsh environment, but still brutal enough to break most wolves. Both had their powers completely stripped by the Alliance's most skilled shamans. They were now no stronger than ordinary humans, but with all the enemies they'd made as wolves.

Helen began, and then snapped her mouth shut, knowing that there was no way that she could lie her way out of this one. “Get out!” Keith ordered, suddenly feeling drained. He wasn’t hurt. No, he wasn’t. It wasn’t like he was in love with her, after all, and he would admit that his ego was a little bruised. He could remember who the guy was now. It was the married son of a politician who lived on his street. He wasn't surprised that Helen was having sex with the guy. He had known right from the start the kind of person that she was, but she had been on his case since he could remember, swearing her love for him, and trying her best to get him to date her, that he had decided to give her a cha

My mate is killing herself to try and get the hatchlings out of whatever magic container they have them in. “ANCALAGON!” I roar, rushing forward and pulling on my earth element. I put every ounce of fear, every bit of strength that I have into the earth that is rising from the floor, then I slam it into the wall. Ancalagon and the others must do the same thing at the same time because the explosion nearly blows me backward. It does blow Phoenix backward, but she spreads her damaged wings out to cover the hatchlings who are lying unconscious under her. I scream for her and hear her pained voice in my head telling me that she loves me before her body shifts back to Emmi.

“I can’t do this anymore, Isaac. I’m done being your plaything. Stop this game.” And with that, I walked out, leaving behind the city, my career, my dreams, and the man who had broken me.

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However, the danger lurking within far surpassed their expectations. An expedition team composed of 100 people was almost wiped out. Only 20 survivors made it out. Despite their efforts, they barely explored the place. The progress sent chills down their spines, and they no longer dared to act rashly. Everyone was in a deadlock. Eventually, Felix even showed up. He almost got into a fight with Basil when Basil stood his ground. Apparently, Kendrick was the only one allowed to enter, but only when he brought the family seal. The standoff between the three parties made Felix hold off on making another move, especially after his initial setback. And because of that, the last three months were p