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THE VENGEFUL HEIR Time’s Up
When Peter lifted the Morath Relic, Liam felt a sharpSting through his heart. Peter’s grip tightened around it like a man who had just seized ultimate power. The dim glow from the relic illuminated his sharp features, showing the smugness in his eyes.“Didn’t think it’d be that easy,” Peter said, his voice smooth, dripping with satisfaction. “But finally, I’ve gotten it. Now, the only thing left is that blade in your hand.”Liam’s fingers instinctively curled around the Zuri blade at his side. Its hilt was warm against his palm, pulsing slightly as if aware of the danger surrounding them. Before he could respond, Peter’s gaze drifted toward Jack.For a split second, Peter hesitated, his brow knitting together in momentary surprise. Then, a slow, sinister smirk stretched across his lips.“Hold your dog, Liam. I wouldn’t want to break him again.” Peter sneered.Jack didn’t need any more provocation, as soon as those words hit him, he was truly like a dog which was about to go free. His
THE VENGEFUL HEIR The Escape
Liam’s vision darkened, fading off slowly against the dented hood of the car. Pain pulsed through every inch of him, his ribs aching from the force of the impact. He could barely move, and was barely breathing. The last thing he saw was Jack, on his knees, trembling violently, his body rejecting the energy coursing through him. Peter’s voice echoed in the distance, smug and victorious.“Time’s up, Liam.”And that was when everything changed. A sudden w surge of energy spread through his fingers. It started in his grip, where the Zuri blade was still clutched tightly in his hand, and then it spread—like fire igniting in his veins.The power of the blade roared to life, but Liam knew he wasn’t the one in control anymore. He had lost it to the Ogini. Right now, anything that happened was out of his control.A massive force erupted from Liam’s body, blasting outward like a shockwave. The elite soldier pinning him down was flung into the air, the impact of the force so great, his entire bo
THE VENGEFUL HEIR Fight For Control
Peter’s car had disappeared into the night, the taillights vanishing in the darkness, but the air still hummed with the aftershock of their battle—cracked pavement, scattered bodies, and the lingering charge of power that had yet to fade. But Liam wasn’t focused on any of it.His fingers curled tighter around the Zuri blade, its energy still alive in his grasp. His breath was heavy, his body rigid. His chest rose and fell with the remnants of adrenaline. And then, his eyes shifted.Jack barely had a moment to process what was happening before he saw the look in Liam’s eyes. They were cold, unreadable, but filled with something unmistakably foreign. Something that ironically he had recognized. This wasn’t Liam anymore. Not entirely. The faint red glow of the Ogini flickered beneath the surface of his eyes.Jack took a slow step back, every muscle in his body tensing.“Liam?” His voice was measured, but he could hear the uncertainty creeping into it.Liam didn’t respond. Or rather—the O
THE VENGEFUL HEIR In The Last Minute
Jack barely had time to react. One second, he saw Liam’s eyes flickering between red and blue, a sign of the battle raging inside him. The next, the Ogini lunged.A sharp gasp escaped Jack as a powerful hand clamped around his throat. His feet left the ground, his body hoisted effortlessly into the air. The grip was tight, crushing, cutting off his air. He clawed at Liam’s arm, kicking violently, but it was useless. The Ogini was too strong and it had gotten him right where it wanted.A cold smirk spread across The Ogini’s lips. His eyes digging deep into Jack’s as if trying to capture his very soul.Jack’s vision blurred at the edges, his lungs burning. His body thrashed, instinct screaming at him to fight, but his strength was fading fast. The Ogini tilted its head slightly, eyes glowing with eerie amusement as it studied him like a toy that was about to break.“You’ve been quite the nuisance,” the Ogini murmured, its voice smooth yet sharp, layered with something ancient and cruel.
THE VENGEFUL HEIR In The Last Minute
Jack barely had time to react. One second, he saw Liam’s eyes flickering between red and blue, a sign of the battle raging inside him. The next, the Ogini lunged.A sharp gasp escaped Jack as a powerful hand clamped around his throat. His feet left the ground, his body hoisted effortlessly into the air. The grip was tight, crushing, cutting off his air. He clawed at Liam’s arm, kicking violently, but it was useless. The Ogini was too strong and it had gotten him right where it wanted.A cold smirk spread across The Ogini’s lips. His eyes digging deep into Jack’s as if trying to capture his very soul.Jack’s vision blurred at the edges, his lungs burning. His body thrashed, instinct screaming at him to fight, but his strength was fading fast. The Ogini tilted its head slightly, eyes glowing with eerie amusement as it studied him like a toy that was about to break.“You’ve been quite the nuisance,” the Ogini murmured, its voice smooth yet sharp, layered with something ancient and cruel.
THE VENGEFUL HEIR Peter’s Monsters
Meanwhile after Peter left Moran’s mansion, he was filled with a new air of confidence as he strode into his laboratory, the Morath Relic clutched tightly in his hand, its cold surface pulsing faintly against his palm. The air inside the facility smelled of chemicals, burnt metal, and something else, something old, something forgotten like it was an abandoned lair. He exhaled slowly, allowing himself a moment to savor his victory. Once again, he had clashed with the Ogini, and once again, he had walked away triumphant. But this time was different.This time, he knew he was running out of his sharp edges, and there was another potential problem, Jack. That boy was the variable he hadn’t accounted for, the unexpected force tilting the balance. If it had been just the Ogini, Peter would have already cemented his dominance. But Jack had proven to be more than a nuisance—he was a real threat. The energy inside him, the way he wielded it, the way he had managed to break through the Ogini’
THE VENGEFUL HEIR The Regroup
The rain hadn’t let up since morning. It was the next day after Peter escaped with the Morath Relic. Liam and Jack had returned to Evelyn’s house. It was a slow morning. The rain beat against the windows of Evelyn’s old house like a warning—steady, relentless, and cold. But inside, the warmth of the crackling fireplace did little to ease the weight pressing on Liam’s shoulders.He sat on the edge of the couch, elbows on his knees, staring into the flames, watching mindlessly as they crackled, lost in thought. Jack leaned against the wall near the window, quietly, his arms crossed, eyes flicking between the storm outside and the silence inside. Evelyn moved around the room quietly, her presence as calming as it was commanding, her white lab coat flaring behind her like a cape.“So,” Jack finally said, breaking the silence, “he has the relic now.”Liam nodded slowly. “And he used it. I felt it—like a ripple tearing through the air.”Evelyn returned to the center of the room, setting dow
THE VENGEFUL HEIR A Rebellion Forms
The sky was still dark when Liam, Jack, and Evelyn pulled out of the driveway. It was early in the morning and Evelyn had suggested that they made the trip before Peter’s men could be active. Rain drizzled lightly, a soft mist clinging to the windows as they drove to the rebel group’s hidden location. The silence in the car was thick, only the hum of the engine and the occasional sigh from Jack in the backseat filled the space.Liam drove with one hand on the wheel, the other clenched against his thigh. “You’re sure this is the only way?” He asked, glancing at Evelyn.“Yes,” Evelyn said from the passenger seat, her eyes fixed directly on the road ahead. “If we go to the Tribunal directly, we’ll be walking into a trap. But where we’re going… they’re not part of that world anymore.”Jack leaned forward. “Where exactly are we going?”Evelyn didn’t answer right away. She just reached into her coat pocket and pulled out a worn slip of paper. “Take the next left,” she said quietly.Although
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Mara
Evelyn frowned and turned her face away the moment Darius looked at her, pride glowing behind his eyes. Her shoulders were tense, her jaw locked tight. “You crossed a line,” she muttered, barely louder than a breath.Darius blinked in a dismissive way, “She volunteered.”“She’s still a human being,” Evelyn snapped, rounding on him now. “You don’t get to experiment on people and hide behind consent like it’s a shield. You think because she said yes, that makes it clean?”“She chose this,” Darius replied calmly. “She wanted to be useful.”“Useful?” Evelyn’s voice rose. “Is that what we’re calling this now? Weaponizing people, locking them in chambers like test subjects—useful?”Liam stood still, watching the tension crackle between them. He didn’t speak, didn’t breathe. His gaze remained fixed on the woman now standing inside the slowly opening chamber. She was curled around with mist, her form slowly becoming clearer with every breath she took.Jack stepped subtly to the side, closer t
A New Creation
The cheers were still echoing faintly in the room, until Darius stepped forward. The noise died instantly, like someone had flipped a switch. Every eye turned to him. He looked directly at Liam, his expression unreadable, and then slowly, he extended his hand.Liam stared at it for a moment, contemplating on what it meant if he took it. The silence was deafening now—not tense, but waiting.His hand twitched at his side, unable to easily shake Darius‘. He needed these people. He needed their knowledge, their strength, their will to fight. But he also knew what Peter was capable of. He had seen people broken and remade because of a mad man’s ambitions. If he failed, these people, these survivors, would be the next victims.His fingers flexed uneasily. Could he really ask this of them?Evelyn shifted beside him, then softly cleared her throat.Liam turned his head slightly, meeting her gaze. She didn’t say a word, but he saw it in her eyes. Trust them. Trust yourself. With a deep breat
A Rebellion Forms
The sky was still dark when Liam, Jack, and Evelyn pulled out of the driveway. It was early in the morning and Evelyn had suggested that they made the trip before Peter’s men could be active. Rain drizzled lightly, a soft mist clinging to the windows as they drove to the rebel group’s hidden location. The silence in the car was thick, only the hum of the engine and the occasional sigh from Jack in the backseat filled the space.Liam drove with one hand on the wheel, the other clenched against his thigh. “You’re sure this is the only way?” He asked, glancing at Evelyn.“Yes,” Evelyn said from the passenger seat, her eyes fixed directly on the road ahead. “If we go to the Tribunal directly, we’ll be walking into a trap. But where we’re going… they’re not part of that world anymore.”Jack leaned forward. “Where exactly are we going?”Evelyn didn’t answer right away. She just reached into her coat pocket and pulled out a worn slip of paper. “Take the next left,” she said quietly.Although
The Regroup
The rain hadn’t let up since morning. It was the next day after Peter escaped with the Morath Relic. Liam and Jack had returned to Evelyn’s house. It was a slow morning. The rain beat against the windows of Evelyn’s old house like a warning—steady, relentless, and cold. But inside, the warmth of the crackling fireplace did little to ease the weight pressing on Liam’s shoulders.He sat on the edge of the couch, elbows on his knees, staring into the flames, watching mindlessly as they crackled, lost in thought. Jack leaned against the wall near the window, quietly, his arms crossed, eyes flicking between the storm outside and the silence inside. Evelyn moved around the room quietly, her presence as calming as it was commanding, her white lab coat flaring behind her like a cape.“So,” Jack finally said, breaking the silence, “he has the relic now.”Liam nodded slowly. “And he used it. I felt it—like a ripple tearing through the air.”Evelyn returned to the center of the room, setting dow
Peter’s Monsters
Meanwhile after Peter left Moran’s mansion, he was filled with a new air of confidence as he strode into his laboratory, the Morath Relic clutched tightly in his hand, its cold surface pulsing faintly against his palm. The air inside the facility smelled of chemicals, burnt metal, and something else, something old, something forgotten like it was an abandoned lair. He exhaled slowly, allowing himself a moment to savor his victory. Once again, he had clashed with the Ogini, and once again, he had walked away triumphant. But this time was different.This time, he knew he was running out of his sharp edges, and there was another potential problem, Jack. That boy was the variable he hadn’t accounted for, the unexpected force tilting the balance. If it had been just the Ogini, Peter would have already cemented his dominance. But Jack had proven to be more than a nuisance—he was a real threat. The energy inside him, the way he wielded it, the way he had managed to break through the Ogini’
In The Last Minute
Jack barely had time to react. One second, he saw Liam’s eyes flickering between red and blue, a sign of the battle raging inside him. The next, the Ogini lunged.A sharp gasp escaped Jack as a powerful hand clamped around his throat. His feet left the ground, his body hoisted effortlessly into the air. The grip was tight, crushing, cutting off his air. He clawed at Liam’s arm, kicking violently, but it was useless. The Ogini was too strong and it had gotten him right where it wanted.A cold smirk spread across The Ogini’s lips. His eyes digging deep into Jack’s as if trying to capture his very soul.Jack’s vision blurred at the edges, his lungs burning. His body thrashed, instinct screaming at him to fight, but his strength was fading fast. The Ogini tilted its head slightly, eyes glowing with eerie amusement as it studied him like a toy that was about to break.“You’ve been quite the nuisance,” the Ogini murmured, its voice smooth yet sharp, layered with something ancient and cruel.
In The Last Minute
Jack barely had time to react. One second, he saw Liam’s eyes flickering between red and blue, a sign of the battle raging inside him. The next, the Ogini lunged.A sharp gasp escaped Jack as a powerful hand clamped around his throat. His feet left the ground, his body hoisted effortlessly into the air. The grip was tight, crushing, cutting off his air. He clawed at Liam’s arm, kicking violently, but it was useless. The Ogini was too strong and it had gotten him right where it wanted.A cold smirk spread across The Ogini’s lips. His eyes digging deep into Jack’s as if trying to capture his very soul.Jack’s vision blurred at the edges, his lungs burning. His body thrashed, instinct screaming at him to fight, but his strength was fading fast. The Ogini tilted its head slightly, eyes glowing with eerie amusement as it studied him like a toy that was about to break.“You’ve been quite the nuisance,” the Ogini murmured, its voice smooth yet sharp, layered with something ancient and cruel.
Fight For Control
Peter’s car had disappeared into the night, the taillights vanishing in the darkness, but the air still hummed with the aftershock of their battle—cracked pavement, scattered bodies, and the lingering charge of power that had yet to fade. But Liam wasn’t focused on any of it.His fingers curled tighter around the Zuri blade, its energy still alive in his grasp. His breath was heavy, his body rigid. His chest rose and fell with the remnants of adrenaline. And then, his eyes shifted.Jack barely had a moment to process what was happening before he saw the look in Liam’s eyes. They were cold, unreadable, but filled with something unmistakably foreign. Something that ironically he had recognized. This wasn’t Liam anymore. Not entirely. The faint red glow of the Ogini flickered beneath the surface of his eyes.Jack took a slow step back, every muscle in his body tensing.“Liam?” His voice was measured, but he could hear the uncertainty creeping into it.Liam didn’t respond. Or rather—the O
The Escape
Liam’s vision darkened, fading off slowly against the dented hood of the car. Pain pulsed through every inch of him, his ribs aching from the force of the impact. He could barely move, and was barely breathing. The last thing he saw was Jack, on his knees, trembling violently, his body rejecting the energy coursing through him. Peter’s voice echoed in the distance, smug and victorious.“Time’s up, Liam.”And that was when everything changed. A sudden w surge of energy spread through his fingers. It started in his grip, where the Zuri blade was still clutched tightly in his hand, and then it spread—like fire igniting in his veins.The power of the blade roared to life, but Liam knew he wasn’t the one in control anymore. He had lost it to the Ogini. Right now, anything that happened was out of his control.A massive force erupted from Liam’s body, blasting outward like a shockwave. The elite soldier pinning him down was flung into the air, the impact of the force so great, his entire bo
