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Chapter 2 - Chapter 2

The sky did not shift as Kael walked away from the ashes of the village

It remained gray and heavy like a sky mourning the death of something ancient

His cloak dragged behind him soaked in blood dirt and grief

He did not look back

There was nothing behind him but graves and ghosts

Ahead stretched the black forest its trees twisted and sick as if the roots had drunk too deeply from cursed soil

The birds did not sing here

Even the wind moved like it feared to wake something older than time

Kael moved between the trees his boots crushing bones and brittle leaves

His skin was cold but his blood burned his thoughts echoing with the last scream of his sister

He would never forget that sound

He would make the world remember it too

The forest grew darker the deeper he walked the air thick with decay and silence

Then a whisper slithered through the branches not words but hunger

Kael stopped his hand tightening around the hilt of his sword

From the shadows stepped a creature hunched and broken with arms too long and a face like torn leather stitched with teeth

Its eyes were hollow filled with smoke and endless hunger

Kael said nothing

The thing lunged

Kael struck once clean and fast the blade slicing through bone and shadow

The creature collapsed its head rolling through the roots of a dead tree

Its body did not bleed

It leaked smoke and whispers

Kael kept walking

This was not the last

More followed

Some crawled others floated their limbs twitching their mouths open in silent screams

They came from every side and Kael welcomed them

He moved like a storm his blade spinning arcs of shadow light slicing necks crushing skulls cutting bodies in half

Each kill was a release

Each scream was a prayer

Not for mercy

But for vengeance

One of the beasts slammed into him claws tearing through his arm

Kael grabbed it by the throat shadow exploding from his palm melting its face to ash

He did not stop

The deeper he walked the stronger they came

Some could speak broken words whispers of temptation promises of lost souls and false gods

Kael answered them with fire and steel

He reached a clearing where the trees ended in a wall of black stone rising like the bones of a buried god

An ancient gate sealed with runes pulsing red stood before him

He touched the gate

The runes hissed and burned his hand

But he did not pull back

He poured his rage into it the curse in his veins reacting to the ancient seal

The stone screamed and cracked then opened

Behind it lay a stairway descending into darkness so deep it swallowed even light

Kael stepped into it without hesitation

The air grew colder with each step the stone beneath his feet damp and slick with old blood

He could hear them breathing below not creatures but watchers the ones who whispered into the minds of kings and drove men mad

The stair ended in a chamber wide and round with walls covered in carvings of gods with their eyes gouged out

At the center was an altar

And on the altar lay a mask

It was made of bone and shadow its edges sharp its eyeholes empty and endless

Kael walked toward it

Voices rose from the walls from the cracks from the floor screaming warnings curses threats

He did not care

He picked up the mask and put it on

It fused to his face not like an object but like a memory he had forgotten

He saw everything

The death of kingdoms

The betrayal of gods

The curse born from vengeance

He saw himself standing in a sea of bodies his eyes glowing like dying stars

The mask whispered one word

Begin

Kael turned from the altar his new eyes cutting through the dark

He could see the veins of the world now the cracks in reality the lines of magic twisting beneath the surface

He walked back up the stairs the chamber collapsing behind him as if the world itself rejected what he had become

Outside the sky bled

Not rain

But ash and fire

The trees screamed as they burned

The world was beginning to rot

Kael stood on the edge of the cliff his body wrapped in shadow his heart hollow his hands ready

They would feel what he felt

They would suffer as he suffered

He was not the hero

He was the end

And his path had only just begun

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