Previous chapter:
Chapter 66 - 67: The Nameless War
Next chapter:
Chapter 68 - 69: The Last Whisper of Humanity
PREVIEW
... ares to exist, the Void pulsed. It wasn’t a place—it was a presence. A heartbeat older than existence, one that called only to Darius.
He stood in the center of the spiral chamber, where reality thinned and threads of anti-matter unraveled like hair in water. Black mist curled around his boots. The floor wasn’t stone. It was a conceptual boundary—a stitched seam in the universe.
A voice rose.
> "You’ve tasted dominion. You’ve wielded love. You’ve broken laws made by go ...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE