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Chapter 57: King Kyro Ares I stepped out of the swirling nothingness of my portal into a forested area. The sound of my foot falls was squishy as I walked across the moss covered ground. It’s a reflection of the wet weather conditions here. There was a rainy mist in the air. Pairing that with the humidity it created a steamy, foggy environment. I have never been here before, but it wasn’t hard for me to locate. I am the God of war after all. This place is hidden from the naked eye. Not many supernatural’s can see what is really here, magic, and lots of it. I smile as paranormal beings flee, running to their homes where they feel safe. They are right to run. If I don’t get my way, I’ll burn t

“I want the country on immediate lockdown. I want a search party of five Gods of War ready in one hour. There are two individuals who came through the Stargate, and now they are free-roaming around the continent.” Elysia, who had heard everything, was shocked. The Stargate was open. She had a thousand questions, but she kept them buried and simply kneeled. “As you wish, Grandmaster.” She rose at once and began briefing the other Gods of War. Abraham and the other three Grandmasters soon arrived as well—John, Julius, and Larry. They looked at the area and immediately sensed the divine energy leaking from the Stargate. Quintan’s voice was sharp.

I snorted, "when I am in heaven smiling at you while you are begging on your knees in hell." He chuckles at my words and in the next second, he is holding me by the collar of my clothes. "Oh you think you can go to your heaven?" he menacingly asks. "Yes, because your moon goddess is not even close to anything as my creator" I retorted. "So naïve and so stupid. You think your God will be here to save you" he shouted at me. "He will because my God is a God of so many things that you pitiful creature are not" I spat back holding his gaze.

Anda shuddered delicately. "Why would that be bad?" Saint asked as he pulled Kiema into his arms. The goddess pushed through the men, Kiema and Saint in front of her. "The Gateway connects to the Spirit Realm. If she'd ascended in the passageways, then the gods and goddesses would have found her. In her fractured state, she would have been easy prey. And considering the fire power little sister is packing, bitches woulda gone crazy." Anda winked at me. "Guardians, get ready for a shitstorm of epic proportions."

I heard the final words 10 and everything went dark. “STOP, WHO DARES TO TOUCH MY OWN?” Prince Damon has been at the border defending the country since he was just 14 years old. He knew the art of war and was named the God of battle and war, he won over territories and increased the borderline. Every battle of his ended in conquest, he was not only the best in the country but also the best in taking care of his troops. He has always avoided matters of the court and left everything under the guidance of his father and his 3 other brothers. He has not been to the capital ever since he left. It was a day of celebration, the chariot of the war god rode past the streets of Livingburg with glory a

“That thingwhatever it was it tore through the eastern flank. Said… said something about the Gate being open.” Killian’s gaze snapped to him. “The Gate?” Corin nodded weakly. “The ancient one. The same one the elders said was sealed by the Moon Goddess herself. It’s open, Killian. And whatever came through” He swallowed hard. “It’s hunting her.” The words struck him like claws to the chest. He turned toward the distant ridge, where the storm still swirled above the mountains a vortex of shadow and light, churning like a wound in the sky.

“…that seems bad.” The golden-eyed man near the throne looked genuinely tense now. For the first time since they arrived. “No,” he said quietly. “It’s impossible.” Kael’s eyes narrowed. “What is?” The stranger stared at the rising gate. At the symbols burning across its surface. Then slowly looked back at Kael and Rhydian. “The gate only opens,” he whispered, “for mutual devotion.” Silence. Rhydian blinked once. “…I’m sorry, did our emotional problems just unlock an eldritch apocalypse?”

However, this connection between her and this collection of vagabond rebels did nothing to aid his assurance that Chiri would return unscathed from her next assignment. Unestablished as an entity at the time she had met them on the train, the group had chosen to unify under their current title after this event. Only four gateways lending their powers to the Alliance, the Moon Gate was a reference to a power that had been shunned from its walls. The fifth gateway only mentioned in some ancient scriptures, it had become nothing but a myth over the centuries. A gate of the spiritual realm, it was typically associated with life and death. Fabled to transcend the Day and Night Gates as the source

Goma Island. It loomed out of the mist, a jagged silhouette of black rock and ancient forest. As we drew closer, the massive Southern Gate became visible. It was a marvel of engineering—a towering wall of reinforced composite alloy that had stood shut for nearly a decade. Seeing it now, with its two halves parted like a giant's wound, felt wrong. It felt like a trap waiting to be sprung. "All units, stay sharp," I said into my comms, my voice steady despite the roar of blood in my ears. "We don't know who or what opened that gate. Do not engage unless fired upon, but keep your fingers on the triggers."

I said, watching his worry become dread. “Grandpa she knows about this place, how to get here. You're not safe here anymore” I said, but to my surprise, the worry melted away and his frown was replaced by a smirk. “You don't have to worry about that, she can't cross the gateway” he said, with a small shrug. “What?” I asked, the word whispered in disbelief. “The gateway is guarded by one of the Goddesses of creation, she'll never be allowed in” he said, making my mouth fall open.