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Mason’s Revenge Chapter 75: The betrayal unfolds
Mason’s body ached, the gunshot wound burning through his side like fire. But the pain wasn’t the worst of it.He had been played.The host he had fought so hard to free the one he had risked everything for wasn’t just another victim.They were a weapon.Depay’s laughter echoed through the battlefield. "You always think you're one step ahead, don’t you, Mason?"Mason’s jaw clenched as he forced himself to stay upright. His vision swam, but his mind was already working through possibilities.He needed to understand what was happening and fast.The freed host no, the imposter staggered forward, eyes flickering between human and something... else."I didn’t lie," they said, voice layered with something inhuman. "I did need help. But you were never meant to survive saving me."Mason exhaled slowly, steadying his breath. "So this was your plan? Play the victim, make me drop my guard, and then what? Betray me?"The imposter smirked. "Not just betray you. Consume you."And before Mason could
Mason’s Revenge Chapter 76: The Gathering Storm
Mason stood at the edge of the ruined citadel, his mind racing with everything he had learned. The Emperors weren’t just seeking power they were preparing to reshape the very fabric of the world. The Divine Reset was more than just a legend; it was real, and if they succeeded, everything he had fought for would be undone.He clenched his fists. He had come too far to let that happen.The wind howled around him, carrying the echoes of distant battles. The Emperors were moving fast, consolidating their forces, strengthening their hold. Mason knew he had limited time to act, and he couldn’t do this alone.He turned toward his small but formidable group of allies. Each of them had a reason to fight whether it was for justice, vengeance, or survival.“We don’t have the luxury of waiting,” Mason said, his voice firm. “The Emperors are preparing for their final move. If they succeed, they’ll control everything. We need to strike before they can complete the Divine Reset.”His allies exchange
Mason’s Revenge Chapter 77: Clash of Titans
The chamber erupted into chaos the moment the battle began. The force of the Emperors' unleashed powers sent cracks splintering across the stone floor. Pillars groaned under the immense pressure, dust and debris swirling into the air as if the entire room was coming alive to witness their fight. The atmosphere itself trembled as energy clashed violently, creating arcs of power that lit up the darkened chamber.Mason barely dodged a blast of crimson energy as Depay lunged toward him, his movements nearly imperceptible. The air rippled with force as Mason sidestepped at the last second, feeling the heat of the attack skim past his cheek. Depay followed up with a vicious strike, his arm infused with raw power, aiming to take Mason down in one decisive blow.But Mason was ready.He countered with a strike of his own, his fists crackling with an aura of energy that pulsed with an unfamiliar intensity. Their attacks met in a violent collision, sending a shockwave through the chamber that kn
Mason’s Revenge Chapter 78: The Shattered Illusion
The chamber trembled as the force of the figure’s words sent a shockwave rippling through the air. Mason barely had time to react before the floor beneath them cracked, splitting into jagged fissures. The once-grand chamber of the Emperors, where the most powerful forces had gathered to wage war, now seemed to be coming apart at the seams.Selene reached for Mason’s arm, steadying herself as the world tilted. “Mason, this isn’t just power this is something else entirely,” she whispered, eyes darting toward the mysterious figure who had disrupted everything.Depay, still standing but visibly shaken, clenched his fists. “This wasn’t the plan,” he hissed, directing his rage at the figure. “Who are you to interfere? Who gave you the right to”The figure turned their golden gaze on Depay, and in an instant, the Emperor’s words cut off as if stolen from his throat. His body tensed, his breath shallow.Mason didn’t like this. He didn’t like anything about this.He stepped forward, bracing hi
Mason’s Revenge Chapter 79: The war of Fates Begins
The void trembled as golden energy rippled outward from Mason, cutting through the suffocating darkness. The battlefield had shifted not just in location, but in meaning. This was no longer a battle of strength alone. This was a war of fates, a fight to determine who controlled the very fabric of their world.Depay’s expression darkened, but beneath his fury, there was something else a flicker of disbelief. He had calculated every possible scenario, every path Mason could have taken. And yet, Mason had made a choice he hadn’t foreseen.“You dare defy the cycle?” Depay’s voice rumbled like thunder, his presence growing heavier with each passing second. The air around him crackled with dark energy, forming jagged arcs that spread like veins across the fractured battlefield. “You think a single moment of rebellion can rewrite the destiny carved in stone?”Mason held his ground. His newly awakened power coursed through him, setting his veins alight with an energy that felt both familiar a
Mason’s Revenge Chapter 80: The Unbreakable will
The sky cracked open as Mason collided with the descending sphere of dark energy. The force of the impact sent a blinding shockwave rippling outward, splitting the ground below and distorting the air.Mason gritted his teeth, golden energy surging around him as he pushed against the colossal sphere. His muscles screamed in protest, but he refused to falter.Selene watched from below, shielding herself from the storm of energy that erupted from the collision. “Mason, you can’t take that much force head-on! You have to redirect it!”Mason growled, sweat pouring down his forehead. “Easier said than done!”The Emperors stood in formation, watching with cold calculation. Depay’s expression remained neutral, but his eyes gleamed with something unreadable.“He’s resisting,” one of the Emperors murmured.Depay folded his arms. “Of course he is. He wouldn’t be a threat otherwise.”Mason felt his strength waver for a fraction of a second. The dark sphere pressed down harder, threatening to over
Mason’s Revenge Chapter 81: The Reckoning Unleashed
The ground beneath Mason trembled as the massive sphere of energy expanded in all directions. The air felt thick, charged with an intensity he had never encountered before. For a moment, everything seemed to slow down, as if time itself was holding its breath.Mason stood at the center, his heart pounding, his mind racing. He could feel the immense power of the sphere bearing down on him, its destructive force gathering. The Emperors were not holding back anymore they had thrown their full might into this strike, combining their abilities into an attack that could obliterate entire cities. Yet, Mason didn't flinch. He didn’t hesitate. He had come too far to be undone now.As the sphere began to surge forward, Mason’s body hummed with a strange energy, far beyond the golden aura that had once been his trademark. The whispers inside his mind grew louder, urging him to give in, to embrace the power that had awakened within him. It was tempting—too tempting. But Mason fought it back. This
Mason’s Revenge Chapter 82: The Final Gambit
The battlefield trembled beneath Mason’s feet, a stark contrast to the eerie stillness that had settled after the Architect’s revelation. The Emperors, some still conscious but barely able to stand, lay scattered around the ruins of their once-mighty confrontation.Mason could feel it now something beyond the raw power he had wielded thus far. A force that had been lurking beneath the surface, waiting to be awakened. The Architect’s presence had triggered something inside him, something even he did not yet understand.The Architect took a slow step forward, their smirk unfaltering. “You feel it, don’t you?” they mused, tilting their head slightly. “The hidden truth buried within you? You were always meant to be more than just another player in this game.”Mason clenched his fists, his aura flaring in response. “You talk too much.”The Architect chuckled. “Perhaps. But words are power, Mason. And I’ve been shaping this world with mine long before you ever knew of your own strength.”Wi
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Chapter 125: End
Mason froze in place, his heart hammering in his chest like a war drum. It had gone still around him, thick with silence, as if the entire vale of battle held its breath and waited.The Ascended gazed down at him, their faces inscrutable, their holy eyes blazing with an emotion he could not name. The Emperors were stripped of their power, but the arrogance remained, permeated by years of conditioning, their fear laid to rest. And Scarlett — her presence was steady, unmoving, but he could sense her uncertainty.He could sense his own.But this was it. There was no turning back.“You say I have broken the cycle,” Mason spoke at last, his voice steady but edged with something cut. “Then why do l feel still bound by it?”The lead Ascended looked at him for a moment, then spoke. “Because destroying something does not erase its power. And even a broken chain is a reminder of bondage. A broken throne still casts a shadow.”Mason clenched his fists. "Then what was the point? If what I do has
Chapter 124:A new challenge
Mason’s words floated in the air like an implied threat. “I’m still working on that.” The battlefield was quiet, dust settling around them, but the weight of his presence had not diminished. If anything, it had gotten worse. Eyes stared from all sides—Emperors, Ascended, warriors who had been both his allies and adversaries. But it was Scarlett’s look he felt the most. He could feel her muted question below their tension. What are you now, Mason? Mason breathed out, willing his hands to uncurl. The void was still there, simmering under his skin, waiting. It was no longer controlling him, but it hadn’t disappeared, either. And that was the problem. Scarlett took another step closer to him, and though her look remained cool, he could sense the uncertainty showing through. “Mason, if you’re not one of our enemies, then tell me — what do you want?” Her voice was cautious, deliberative. She was treating him like something that might not hold, and maybe she was right to. He tho
Chapter 123: Darkness, perpetual, crushing blackness
Mason wasn’t certain whether he was still breathing. He didn’t know if he had a body anymore. He had been devoured by it, the void, it had taken all of it, every sense, every thought, every feeling, and left him, suspended in the void, floating along, somewhere between things.But somewhere in the quiet, a voice had murmured.You were never supposed to be anywhere else.It was not the voice of the hooded man. It wasn’t the throne turning its insidious whisper. It was something older. Something vast. Something infinite.Mason gritted his teeth, though, forcing himself to move, to battle against the nothingness encroaching on him. But he had no ground beneath him, no air to push against — just infinite, stretching black.Then, a flicker of light.At first it is faint, like a dying ember. Then it propagagated, spreading through the emptiness like fractals in a fragile shell. Vague shapes started to emerge—figures from the past whose edges he couldn’t define. Echoes of people, places, tim
Chapter 122: The lost gods
Mason peered from the edge of the battlefield, breath coming in sharp pants, heart drumming an unsteady tattoo against his ribs. The silence following the Ascended’s judgment was stifling. The Emperors were sprawled on the broken earth, their screams still ringing in his ears. Their authority was stripped, their reign dismantled. And yet, it didn’t feel right.Scarlett moved closer, voice dropped. “Mason, this isn’t over.”He looked over at her, his expression inscrutable. “I know.”The Ascended had given him a choice, but it was a weight that settled on him like a vice. The visions they had displayed before him still gnawed against his mind — two paths, each dangerous in their own right.But before he could speak, a voice slithered through the air, like poisoned silk.“You honestly believe it’s that simple?”Mason’s spine stiffened. The voice was unmistakable — frigid, familiar, steeped in malice.A figure scaled an object, in the darkness beyond the ruinous battlefield. Not an Emper
Chapter 121: A loud Knock
Scarlett’s head spun long after Jaxon left, his words scratching at her mind like invisible claws."Mason isn’t invincible. Power breeds resentment. Resentment breeds betrayal."She wanted to believe it. Needed to believe it. Because if Mason wasn’t invincible, then perhaps she could escape.But thinking such thoughts was dangerous. Reckless. Mason was not a man who forgave betrayal. He destroyed it. And yet … wasn’t she already in the wreckage of his control?Scarlett paced the room Mason had trapped her into, breathless with fear. Each step felt heavier than the one before.She wasn’t dumb — she knew Mason would never set her free of her own choice. But if there were fissures in his empire, if there were adversaries hovering, biding time for the moment to attack…Could she use that?Her fingers balled into fists.We’re not moving pieces around in this game, Scarlett. You’re the prize.Jaxon had tossed her those words like a sentence. But Scarlett would not accept it. She had been co
Chapter 120: The Riddle
The silence that Mason left in his wake was suffocating. Scarlett was frozen, his words still wrapping around her head like a vice.“When you get it all figured out, Scarlett, you know where I’ll be.”Damn him.Damn him for getting under skin like that, for taking everything and turning it into something she couldn’t straighten out to tell the difference between reality and another one of his lies.She needed to clear her mind. She needed space.But space was not something Mason offered easily.Hearing footsteps, she stiffened. Scarlett turned around expecting him but saw someone else in the dark hallway.Jaxon.Her pulse spiked. Mason’s right-hand man. The man who never let her out of his sight for too long.The one who had been told to ensure she never ventured too far.His smirk was lazy, but his eyes had something calculating. “You look like you’ve seen a ghost, Scarlett.Scarlett made her face into a blank slate. "What do you want?"Jaxon stood in the doorway, observing her. "You
Chapter 119: Fighting Back
Scarlett was nearly in the middle of the great hall, her heart thumping against her ribs like a war drum. A palpable tension hung in the air, weighted with what was left unsaid. Mason was in his usual position—splayed across the wealth of a leather chair like a deity surveying his dominion. He drummed his fingers lazily on the armrest, never taking his eyes off of her.She wanted to turn her back and walk out of the room. But she couldn't. Not with everything on the line.Not with the truth ready to split her open from within.Mason sighed, cocking his head. “You’ve had me rather well boxed,” he speculated. “That is not your style, Scarlett.”Scarlett clenched her fists. “Maybe I finally learned that words don’t mean sh-t to peeps like you.”Mason grimaced, although his amusement didn’t touch his eyes. “People like me?”“You know exactly what I’m saying.”Mason leaned forward and put his elbows on his knees. “No, I don’t think I do. Why don’t you enlighten me?”Scarlett felt the heat
Chapter 118: silence
The silence stretched between them like a pulled taut rope, wild knots at either end, a slack moment away from snapping. The pit of Scarlett’s stomach dropped, and Mason’s words sat on Scarlett like chains she felt but could not Ironically break.She wasn’t his. She would never be his.But Mason… he was not buying that.And that made him dangerous.He stared down into her face, dark, and unblinking, naked her in ways that had nothing to do with contact. He didn’t even have to touch her to make her feel trapped. His words, his presence, his unadulterated certainty — they suffocated her.Scarlett took a breath, forced together the torn remnants of her defiance. “You’re wrong about me,” she said, her voice steadier than she was.Mason merely smirked, the tilt of his lips slow, purposeful. “Am I?”She lifted her chin. “Yes.”Mason stepped forward, slowly.Scarlett held her ground.Another step.Her nails dug into her palms.Another.He hung two inches away from her, a solid wall of him pr
Chapter 117: suffocating
The space between them was thick with silence — suffocating. Scarlett’s heart raced, blood pounding at her ears as her breaths came unevenly, ragged. Mason’s words hung in the air around her, like a noose, only growing tighter with each passing second.She wanted to talk — to fight back. To push him away, to yell, to do anything other than stay frozen, pinned under the gravity of his existence. But she couldn’t.Because deep down, she knew he was right.And she found that terrifying.Mason saw it. Of course, he did. The flash of indecision in her eyes, the way her body tightened just a moment too late. It was a slow, satisfied smirk. “There it is,” he mumbled, voice heavy with delight. “That moment of doubt. That fear.”Scarlett’s jaw clenched. “I’m not afraid of you.”Mason chuckled, low and dark. “Oh, sweetheart,” he said, tilting his head and leaning in closer. “You should be.”His breath was hot on her skin and she hated how it sent shudders skidding down her spine.Scarlett swall
