Uncharted 4: Chapter 11 Novels & Stories

Because the Black Council had just crossed a line… From which there was no return. ⸻ End of Chapter 44

✨🌌✨ ⸻ Then a sentence appeared across all realities. NEW POSSIBILITY DETECTED THE FOURTH PATH ⸻ 😱😱😱 ⸻ End of Chapter 65 🖤 To Be Continued…

I added the photograph to the end of the file. Labeled it: Unconfirmed chapter. Possibly imagined. Possibly true. But worth writing either way.

Hi, this is your author :} I just wanted to say that there are no repeated chapters. What happened is that there was a missing chapter and the way to fix that is to move all the chapters forward, that's why it looks like there are repeats. The added missing chapter is called "unwarranted". Right now it's all fixed, I hope you can see it. If not, try to clear the cache please! Sorry about that, I'll try not to fuck up like that again

Let's hope they stay on their current path. Are you ready for Ashrac all grown up? END OF PART FOUR

No wonder… No wonder he had that thick bandage on his left hand that day; he was planning to take his own life. My hand trembled as I held the paper, and I collapsed onto the floor. Keith caught me and shakily pulled out a tissue to wipe my tears. I felt disoriented as I made my way downstairs. The cold wind pierced through me, but I didn't feel a hint of chill. As I stepped out of the funeral home, holding Fred's urn, the gloomy weather matched my mood. Light rain began to fall, and I looked up at the overcast sky. I supposed my parents were disappointed in me.

Chapter: 41 ******* TALON: As I lay on the cold floor, the world around me began to blur, the pain of my uncle’s words mixing with the sting of my tears. I could hear the rustling of papers and the low murmur of voices as Dirk returned to his seat, the heaviness of his presence pressing down on me like a stone. Beta Knight sat across from him, a grim expression etched into his features, and I knew they were about to discuss my fate.

My scarred, burned flesh met his calloused, unyielding grip. "Then grab your shovels, Corren," I said, my voice carrying across the silent, waiting plaza. "We have forty-nine anchors to drop. And we are not stopping until the whole world beats as one." Chapter 111: The Descent of the First There is a terrifying intimacy in digging your own salvation out of the dirt.

the chapter accidentally repeated the chapter above instead of the intended chapter, I fixed it and if you remove the book from your library and re add it it should fix, alternatively I will post it bellow for those of you who already had the incorrect chapter and don't wnat to remove and re add. *************************** Nova’s POV