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But if I was to face it, I needed truth, not comfort. Angela hesitated, then opened her tome to a page inked in scarlet script. “The Trial of Flame strips everything bare,” she said, her eyes scanning the text. “Your body, your spirit, your blood. It’s not just about withstanding fire—it’s about surrendering to it, allowing it to see every truth inside you. If you resist wrongly, it devours. If you falter, it burns you hollow.” Her words fell like cold water down my spine.

Redemption and Sacrifice The Flaming Altar and Iris With the altar's golden radiance illuminating her path, Iris staggered as the searing heat enveloped her. As though alive, the flames danced high into the air, crackling and spitting sparks. Her mark pulsated in time with her pounding heart, burning brighter than before. She used her arm to protect her eyes, but the intense heat poured into her body, making each step feel more difficult. With her voice scarcely audible over the raging flames, she told herself to keep moving forward.

No matter how many times I said I hated them, Owen and Luca still came to visit me every day. Each time, they would talk about strange things. And whenever I felt a little better, Owen would do something completely insane. For example, in the dead of winter, he and Luca jumped into a swimming pool together, letting themselves freeze to the point of turning blue and purple without climbing out. When they finally crawled ashore, Owen looked at me pitifully and asked if I remembered anything.

There will be no one else—only you in my heart, my eyes, and my life! I corrected him calmly, "Don't flatter yourself. That was nothing more than the basic concern any person would have for an injured firefighter. If you hadn't been hurt on duty and if your coworkers hadn't kept pestering Anwen, I wouldn't have even bothered about you." Benedict stiffened, murmuring, "You really won't forgive me? I'll do anything for you!" I smirked. "How about I go have a child with someone else, and you play the fool again?"

The acrid scent of the smoke still clung to Ava, a harsh reminder of the fire that took her parents. At eight, her world was a scary, gray place. A cruel twist of fate left her alone, an orphan in a world that didn't make sense anymore. A warm hand touched her shaking shoulder. Tears blurred her vision as she looked up at a strong man. He seemed so strong, unlike the weakness she felt. His kind face showed he understood. "Please don't... don't... Please don't kill me too," she whispered, her voice small and scared.

I whispered, slamming the slagged iron down onto the open page of the leather book. The Ledger of the Scar I didn't write a line of text. I used the heat of the molten iron to burn a hole straight through the center of the manuscript. The effect was an instantaneous, systemic shockwave. The valley didn't freeze; it recoiled. The iron Enforcers froze mid-strike, their hydraulic lines locking up as the text that authorized their existence was physically incinerated in the leather book.

Atlas retorted through gritted teeth. However, the firefighters would not let him go closer, and his heart-wrenching screams echoed throughout the villa. "Get out of the way! Let go of me! Naomi! Naomi!" Suddenly, a massive explosion came from the villa. The beams holding it up snapped and collapsed. In that instant, Atlas disregarded everything and pushed the firefighters aside with all his might. "Mr. Payne!" Someone yelled as burning-hot air rushed toward Atlas. Childhood memories flooded Atlas with terror, making it impossible for him to move. However, the thought of Naomi suffering terribly in the fire made it impossible for him to stay put. He covered his nose and screamed Naomi's name

With a final flourish, she extinguished the flames, leaving only a faint wisp of smoke in their wake. Elara, the newcomer with the Celestial Flames, stepped forward next. Her presence commanded attention, and her eyes burned with a fierce intensity. "My power is the Celestial Flames," she said, her voice ringing with authority. "These flames are imbued with celestial energy, capable of healing and destruction."

"I know, sir!" Liam picked up a thick and heavy book, turned the pages, inside were business lessons that were extremely difficult to understand, a child like him could not understand them all. But if at the end of the day, when Olive Vineyard asked and he couldn't answer, he would receive many whips and powerful blows. Whenever Liam disobeyed, Olive would press his head into a large bucket of water, until he could barely breathe, his lungs hurt like he wanted to explode, then he let go. Before becoming the perfect heir, Liam endured all kinds of tortures and sufferings, he ate rancid food to learn how to save, stayed in a cold room to appreciate warm blankets. From the age of 14 until adult

she was nearly burnt by the flames, Those red flames were considered to be the cruelest flames ever, nothing can stop them unless the owner changes his mind. That girl closed her eyes thinking that it was her end, she is going to get burnt into ashes now, but she didn't feel any flame on her body, she surprisingly opened her eyes to see what had happened. She saw, Isaac stopped those flames with his magical shield, and Matthew halted instantly, "Isaac...what the hell are you doing?" Isaac was so injured that he couldn't even talk, yet he blocked that red flame with his remaining blink of energy, he fell on the ground spitting out blood.