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The darkness answered not with words, but with alignment—a sense of everything clicking into place, of the world leaning subtly in his favor. Blood answered. Prayer echoed. And Sipho—once the sacrificed child—stood firmly between them, learning at last that salvation was simply another word for debt, and debt always collected its interest in lives.

"Then tell us how to stop them." The figure looked at her for a long moment. Then— "What are you willing to trade?" 3. The Price of Salvation A hush fell over them. Lena’s pulse thundered. "What do you mean?" The figure stepped closer, the air around him warping with each movement. "You opened the gate," he said softly. "And now, you seek to close it." Lena swallowed hard. "Yes." He smiled. "Then a price must be paid." Dorian exhaled sharply. "Of course there is."

"I can't believe this… fuck this, i don't care… I'm gonna buy the technique right now. There is no way I'm letting this opportunity go! It's still available for purchase, right? Or was it a limited time deal?" "No! the creator raised the price by 20 genome-scripts only 5 days ago… but it's still available!" "Just 20? Even after gaining so much popularity? What the fuck… That's still cheaper than a children's book." "I know right! In my this, this is start of era of clanless individuals. I don't care what other say but whoever is behind this have either lost their freaking mind or is true incarnation of Lord Jesus… "

“That’s not important right now. Ethan needs help—he’s dying!” The woman’s lips curved into a faint smile, one that didn’t reach her eyes. “You have no idea what you’ve stepped into, child. But I will help you… for a price.” Sasha’s heart dropped. “A price?” “Power always comes at a cost,” the woman said simply. “And the cost for saving your friend… will not be small. Are you willing to pay it?” Sasha hesitated, her mind spinning. “What kind of cost?”

However, her injuries were so severe that she died on her first day in prison. As for Shawn, Derek crippled him and cast him out of the family. For the rest of his days, he lived a life worse than death. Later, I learned from others that Shawn had been found dead in an abandoned building. Stray cats and dogs had fed on his body, leaving behind a grisly scene. Once a rising young businessman in society, he ended up as nothing more than a meal for strays. The story sounded almost unbelievable. Derek and I both felt that was exactly what he deserved.

"Hmm… that one, I’ll accept your gratitude for." Aric’s lips curled slightly, but he wasn’t finished. "And," he continued, "thank you for taking care of me when I was in pain." Leon raised an eyebrow, his grin growing wider. "I’ll accept that one too." But then, Aric’s next words made Leon pause. "Thank you… for being my salvation." Salvation. The word struck something deep within Leon, pulling him out of the lighthearted mood in an instant. His smile faltered ever so slightly, his brows drawing together as he studied Aric’s face.

Every single swing made the crowd’s eyes twitch, and their hearts trembled in shock. ‘The Divine War God!’ A hidden gift that only people who had donated at least millions of dollars could redeem! The price for the redeem was worth 1.5 million dollars! The entire crowd was dead silent. Everyone watched their screen with bated breaths, sweating profusely.

Uncle Max lowered his head and sighed. "What is salvation?" I asked. "Perer," Uncle Max said softly. "Salvation is the process of being saved. It is the process of being saved from eternal damnation. Hell!" "So, if I die now, I am going straight to hell?" "I can't answer that, Perer." "But I need an answer for me to know where I am heading to when I die," I insisted. "You are going straight to hell," Uncle Max answered. "Can I still be saved, Uncle Max?"

This is real. “Holy shit,” I whisper. “Holy actual shit.” This is more money than my entire family has seen in years. Enough to pay off a good percentage of the loans, hospital bill, overdue notice that ever made Mom cry in the kitchen. Enough to buy Ethan the biggest Transformers collection in the world and still have change left over for a decent life. I feel tears prick at my eyes and blink them back hard. No crying. Not here. Not when this is exactly what I sold myself for.