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Shadow Born Legacy Chapter 57: The Betrayer’s Gambit
Smoke filled the air. Emberhold burned.The seemingly impenetrable fortress was now reduced to rubble, its great walls battered by the uprising's attack. Screams and the ring of steel echoed off the streets. The firelit shadows stretched and danced, transmuting warriors into phantasms of battle.Kael navigated through the carnage like a storm. His sword was smeared with blood, his breathing hot and steady. He wasn't fighting to stay alive.He was fighting to win.Across the courtyard, Selene vaulted over a broken cart, her twin daggers flashing like fangs. She landed on an enemy officer, her blade sinking into his throat before he could even scream."Status?" Kael barked as she joined him, her face smeared with soot and sweat."Dain and Calia are securing the lower barracks." Selene wiped her blade clean on a fallen soldier’s cloak. "We’ve taken the outer walls, but"A faraway blast interrupted her.From the eastern tower, a black flag unfurled.Not Emberhold's colors.Not rebellion co
Shadow Born Legacy Chapter 58: Dawn of Reckoning
It was a cold night.Kael sat by the fire alone, honing his blade in slow, careful strokes. The ring of steel on stone rang out in the stillness.The rebels who had managed to escape from the fall of Emberhold were resting or attending to their injuries.Dain sat closer by, arms folded, gazing into the fire, as Calia murmured orders to the injured.Selene hadn't said much since their flight. But Kael sensed her regarding him. Waiting.ThenFootsteps came.One of their scouts, a young woman named Ryn, emerged at the edge of the camp, her face white. "Kael. A rider arrived."Kael's hand on his sword tightened. "Where from?"Ryn hesitated. "Emberhold."The camp came alive. Selene stood at once, her golden eyes blazing. "House Vaelor?"Ryn swallowed. "They delivered a message for you."Kael rose. The whole camp felt the gravity of the words as Ryn handed Kael a sealed document, the red wax stamping an all-too-familiar sigil.The sigil of House Vaelor.Kael ripped it open.Kael,I have you
Shadow Born Legacy The Queen’s Bargain
The air was heavy with the smell of blood and smoke.Kael remained still, his sword at his feet, the dull ring of steel on stone still echoing in his mind. Veyna's dagger was still pressed to the young rebel's throat, her silver eyes laughing."You made the right decision," she whispered, her voice as smooth as silk.Kael's fists were clenched at his sides. He breathed steadily, but below, a storm consumed him. He had seen the smirks on her soldiers' mouths. He had felt the weight of each watching gaze. They believed they'd crushed him.They were mistaken."Let him go," Kael stated, his tone cutting.Veyna cocked her head to one side, pretending to be interested. "And what promise do I have that you will not begin butchering my men the second I do?"Kael drew a slow breath. "Your word."Veyna's laughter was light. "Your word? A traitor's word? I apologize if I am not consoled."Selene, hidden in the midst of the commotion, shifted. Kael saw the movement out of the corner of his eye, h
Shadow Born Legacy Chapter 1: The Blood of Shadowborne
In the isolated peaks of Mount Umbra, where the winds howled like restless spirits and the shadows stretched long beneath the moon, stood the Shadowborne Estate.It was a fortress of silent death, an impenetrable labyrinth of gothic spires and hidden corridors. Within these walls, legends were not spoken they were carved in blood.The Shadowborne name was feared across kingdoms. They were the masters of the unseen kill, the architects of whispered demise.Each generation bred assassins of unparalleled skill, molded through discipline, brutality, and an unwavering loyalty to the family's code. Among them was Kael Shadowborne, the youngest heir to this dark dynasty.Kael knew no other life than behind these walls. Since the day he learned to walk, the harsh realities of the bloody lore hanging over them had defined him, trained him to brandish a dagger before he knew how to hold a quill, taught him that feeling was a sin and hesitation, death.Yet, unlike his siblings, he harbored quest
Shadow Born Legacy Chapter 2: A Dance with Death
Kael's world narrowed to the figure before him, his brother Darius, whose presence seemed to draw the very darkness out of the night air.The pain in his shoulder was a searing brand, a constant reminder of the chaos he had unleashed upon the city. He had been running from the guards, but it seemed he had run into a far more sinister fate one that would drown him in a sea of blood and shadow.Darius's smile grew, his eyes glinting with malevolent intent in the dim light, like embers from a fire that had long since consumed all reason and mercy.Kael knew that look, knew what it meant his brother had come to collect him, to bring him back to face the consequences of his botched mission.The fact that Darius was here, waiting for him at the city gates, meant that their organization had already learned of Killian Voss's death and the messy aftermath.As Kael stood there, petrified, he could think of nothing but the carnage he had left behind in his wake. The merchant's wife still warm on
Shadow Born Legacy Chapter 3: The Blood Pact
Kael's body crashed onto the cold, rain-slicked cobblestones. Ragged gasps came with every breath as he lay there weak and his limbs trembling in fatigue and agony, but the fire within his mind burned hotter than ever. Blood smells thick in the air: the sickly perfume of death clinging to his skin. Around him, the city had become a mass grave, bodies twisted in grotesque final poses, the streets painted in a viscous red sheen that shimmered beneath the pale glow of lantern light.Darius stood over him, the black steel of his sword glistening with the lifeblood of the innocent. His expression was one of disappointment, his golden eyes filled with something worse than hatred: amusement. The elder brother, the perfect assassin, the embodiment of everything the Shadowborne were meant to be. Kael had long feared Darius, but now, as he lay on the brink of death, that fear mutated into something else: a murderous resolve."You always were the weakest," Darius murmured, wiping a splatter of b
Shadow Born Legacy Chapter 4: The Crimson Rebirth
The city burned.Flames licked at the heavens, casting long, writhing shadows against the bloodstained walls. The scent of charred flesh mingled with the iron tang of spilled blood, thick in the air like a funeral shroud.The cobbled streets, once alive with merchants and beggars, were now rivers of gore, bodies piled in grotesque towers, their limbs bent at unnatural angles. The massacre had only just begun.Kael was at the center of the mayhem, breathing slow and calculated. His fingers throbbed from the insistent grip of his twin daggers, edges dulled from the endless bloodshed.The clothes were sopping wet in crimson, telling him of lives lost. There was no option but to counterattack. Shadowborne wanted him dead, and he would not die quietly.The guards who had invaded the city gates hesitated, and their once hardened resolve wavered in the face of what was before them. There was no possible way a man could have achieved such carnage.But Kael was not an ordinary man; he had been
Shadow Born Legacy Chapter 5: The Butcher’s Wake
The city's bell tolled like a death knell, its echoes swallowed by the thick smoke curling through the ruined streets. The scent of burning flesh clung to the air, mixing with the putrid stench of spilled intestines and drying blood.Kael staggered against a half-collapsed wall, his breath ragged, his side burning from the wound that carved through his flesh. The stranger’s words still echoed in his mind, but there was no time to dwell on their meaning.Reinforcements were coming.He heard them before he saw them the rhythmic march of boots against stone, the clanking of armor, the murmur of voices exchanging orders. The Shadowborne's elite hunters had arrived.These were not city guards or common foot soldiers. These were killers trained in the same art as Kael, assassins raised from childhood to perfect the craft of death.A hiss of steel echoed through the air as Kael pulled a discarded sword from the corpse at his feet. His daggers were still strapped to his belt, but he would nee
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The Queen’s Bargain
The air was heavy with the smell of blood and smoke.Kael remained still, his sword at his feet, the dull ring of steel on stone still echoing in his mind. Veyna's dagger was still pressed to the young rebel's throat, her silver eyes laughing."You made the right decision," she whispered, her voice as smooth as silk.Kael's fists were clenched at his sides. He breathed steadily, but below, a storm consumed him. He had seen the smirks on her soldiers' mouths. He had felt the weight of each watching gaze. They believed they'd crushed him.They were mistaken."Let him go," Kael stated, his tone cutting.Veyna cocked her head to one side, pretending to be interested. "And what promise do I have that you will not begin butchering my men the second I do?"Kael drew a slow breath. "Your word."Veyna's laughter was light. "Your word? A traitor's word? I apologize if I am not consoled."Selene, hidden in the midst of the commotion, shifted. Kael saw the movement out of the corner of his eye, h
Chapter 58: Dawn of Reckoning
It was a cold night.Kael sat by the fire alone, honing his blade in slow, careful strokes. The ring of steel on stone rang out in the stillness.The rebels who had managed to escape from the fall of Emberhold were resting or attending to their injuries.Dain sat closer by, arms folded, gazing into the fire, as Calia murmured orders to the injured.Selene hadn't said much since their flight. But Kael sensed her regarding him. Waiting.ThenFootsteps came.One of their scouts, a young woman named Ryn, emerged at the edge of the camp, her face white. "Kael. A rider arrived."Kael's hand on his sword tightened. "Where from?"Ryn hesitated. "Emberhold."The camp came alive. Selene stood at once, her golden eyes blazing. "House Vaelor?"Ryn swallowed. "They delivered a message for you."Kael rose. The whole camp felt the gravity of the words as Ryn handed Kael a sealed document, the red wax stamping an all-too-familiar sigil.The sigil of House Vaelor.Kael ripped it open.Kael,I have you
Chapter 57: The Betrayer’s Gambit
Smoke filled the air. Emberhold burned.The seemingly impenetrable fortress was now reduced to rubble, its great walls battered by the uprising's attack. Screams and the ring of steel echoed off the streets. The firelit shadows stretched and danced, transmuting warriors into phantasms of battle.Kael navigated through the carnage like a storm. His sword was smeared with blood, his breathing hot and steady. He wasn't fighting to stay alive.He was fighting to win.Across the courtyard, Selene vaulted over a broken cart, her twin daggers flashing like fangs. She landed on an enemy officer, her blade sinking into his throat before he could even scream."Status?" Kael barked as she joined him, her face smeared with soot and sweat."Dain and Calia are securing the lower barracks." Selene wiped her blade clean on a fallen soldier’s cloak. "We’ve taken the outer walls, but"A faraway blast interrupted her.From the eastern tower, a black flag unfurled.Not Emberhold's colors.Not rebellion co
Chapter 56: The Blade That Devours
Pain.Not the kind that seared.Not the kind that poured like blood.This pain was profound. Chilling. Eternal.Like something had plunged into his soul and attempted to rip him asunder.Kael's hands clasped the hilt of the Blade of Oblivion.And the world splintered.Kael was not in the ruins.Not in the forest.He was nowhere.A chasm stretched in all directions, infinite and black.And before himA figure sat on a throne of cracked obsidian.Not human.Not divine.Something between.The voice thundered like a storm."You are not worthy."Kael gasped. "Then kill me."The figure laughed."You cannot be killed, Shadowborne.""That is your curse."Kael's heart rate decreased.Because secretly, he already knew that.And that was why the architects feared him.The throne room shook.The figure stood up, stepping down towards Kael.It was tall. Cloaked. Unseen.And in its handA sword exactly like the one Kael now clutched."You have taken a sword not for mortals."The being lifted its sw
Chapter 55: A World Unraveling
The night had been too silent.The Purgeborn had vanished, and its absence didn't feel natural.Kael cleaned his sword, his heart still racing.For the first time in his life, he had battled something that wasn't supposed to be battled.And emerged victorious.But that victory tasted bitter.Because now he had more questions than answers.Behind him, Selene still gazed at Calia.Dain rubbed his temples, grumbling, "I think I hate magic now."Kael's silver eyes landed on Calia."Start talking."Calia breathed.Then, finally, she said something."You believe the Blackthorn Company is your arch-nemesis," she told him.Her voice was barely above a whisper."But it's not."Selene rolled her eyes. "Then who is?"Calia's hands clenched into fists."The ones who created the Blackthorn Company."Dain's face grew harder. "You mean Sarai?"Calia shook her head."No."She raised her eyes.Her golden eyes flared."I mean the ones who created us all."The words sat suspended in the air like a curse.
Chapter 54: The War of Existence
Calia’s warning came too late.The first arrow whistled through the air, barely missing Kael’s shoulder.The second slammed into Dain’s pauldron, knocking him back with a curse.Selene twisted aside as a third arrow shattered against the stone wall behind her.Kael’s instincts screamed.Move. Now.They had walked straight into Sarai’s trap.And there was only one way out.Through it.The Blackthorn Hunters StrikeThe first group of assassins fell from the rooftops, cloaks blowing as they silently landed in the courtyard.Six, Kael counted.No—seven.Each carrying curved daggers and long-range crossbows, their faces covered with obsidian masks.The crack Blackthorn Hunters.Dain growled. "I detest these quiet bastards."Selene's daggers flashed under the torchlight. "Then let's quiet them down."Kael did not delay.He charged forward, blade shining.A Dance of DeathThe first assassin charged; Kael dodged and plunged his sword into the man's ribs.A second assassin approached from behi
Chapter 53: A Blade in the Dark
The stars hung cold and distant over the ruined outpost.Kael sat against the cracked stone wall, cleaning the blood off his sword.The blade had always felt like an extension of himself, a part of his body, his mind, his rage.Tonight, it felt heavier.The events at Emberhold churned in his head like a storm refusing to settle.Calia’s betrayal.Sarai’s control.Ceylan’s strength.Kael had lost battles before, but never like this.Not when it cost him more than blood.Not when it cost him trust.A shadow glided beside him.Selene.Her golden eyes flashed in the faint torchlight. "You're not sleeping."Kael sneered, but it didn't touch his eyes. "Didn't know we were allowed to."Selene let out a breath, sitting down beside him.For a long moment, neither of them said anything.Then, she spoke softly: "She didn't kill you when she had the chance."Kael didn't respond.Selene stood against the wall, fingers closing tightly around the dagger at her hip."You know what that means, don't y
Chapter 52: Blood and Betrayal
Kael's hand wrapped around the hilt of his sword.The instant the metal touched his hand, that familiar surge rushed through him: power, control, certainty.This sword had been with him for every war, every fight, and every loss.And now, it would be the sword that ended this.Sarai stood on the opposite side of the war table, smiling at him.She had tossed him the sword intentionally.Not as a token of surrender.But as an offer.A challenge.A test of whether he was still the same Kael she remembered or something worse.Behind him, Selene and Dain still stood ready, their hands still resting over their weapons.Calia, ever enigmatic.Kael slowly rose to his feet, sword in hand.His tone was steady and composed."No more games, Sarai."Her smile grew wider. "Then let's be done with it."Sarai was the first to move.Kael hardly noticed the change in her position before she was on him.Her sword arced toward his throat, swift, sharp, deadly.Kael deflected, steel clashing through the w
Chapter 51: The Blade’s Return
The sword was a good fit for Kael. The weight, the balance—it was more than an instrument of death. It belonged to him, an extension of his will, forged in blood and fire.On the other side of the war room, Sarai watched him with that same amused smirk, her violet eyes gleaming in the dim torchlight. She lounged on the long wooden table, fingertips lazily skimming the edge of a silver dagger, like this was all some game to her."That’s better, isn’t it?" she said lightly. "Reunited at last."Kael stood slowly, stretching his shoulders. “Pain lanced through his body, but he ignored it. Pain was a whisper. His fingers clutched the hilt of the sword, the leather-wrapped pommel familiar against his palm.“I’m done,” he said, voice low, steady. “You should have killed me when you could.Sarai sighed, as if disappointed. "You think I didn’t try?" Her lips curved. “But you’ve always been too stubborn to die well.”Dain scooched next to him, greatsword slung over his back, a lazy grin spreadin