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The Death Lord Is Back Chapter 141
The wind didn’t blow anymore.It screamed.Ash spiraled across the broken terrain. Skies split open with fractures of violet light. The land trembled beneath Kael’s boots, every vibration humming with the arrival of something older than war.And then… the silence shattered.The Eradicators came.Not by foot. Not by ship. They tore through the sky—like thoughts breaking through memory. Their bodies were shadows sewn from screams. Long limbs. Hollow faces. No eyes. No sound.Just presence.Kael stepped forward, feeling the pull in his chest. His power—a strange, burning ache just behind his ribcage—stirred like it was alive.“They’re faster than before,” Marcus muttered, gripping his reinforced axe.“They’re smarter too,” Pamela said, eyes locked ahead. Her skin shimmered faintly now, laced with streaks of light pulsing beneath it. The change hadn’t stopped. It was still evolving her. Breaking her. Making her something else.Kael didn’t speak.He didn’t need to.Because he felt the shif
The Death Lord Is Back Chapter one
In the quarry of East Valley, a group of fierce, muscular men were working hard. If there were any crime experts present, they would be utterly shocked.Everyone here was one of the most notorious criminals in the world, yet now they were all quietly working, not daring to utter a single complaint.On the hillside, a man who didn’t appear particularly strong sat calmly, hiding in the shade of a tree. Under his watchful gaze, not a single person dared to slack off.“Boss, I’ve cleaned the restroom... I really understand my mistake now...”A man in a janitor’s uniform looked at Kael with a flattering expression, his tone respectful to the extreme.Who could have imagined that, just a year ago, he was the mafia boss of the King District in Eastwind City, commanding over a thousand men?But to escape the relentless pursuit of his enemies, he had no choice but to come to the quarry and become one of its workers.Through the most confidential channels, he learned that no one dared to stir t
The Death Lord Is Back Chapter two
As Selene stormed out, the scrawny worker peeked in, his face pale. “Uh, sir, the atmosphere got… colder.”Kael sighed. “Back to work. And tell the Reaper and Butcher to stop swinging from the ropes like monkeys.”The scrawny man nodded, then paused. “A pigeon just delivered this. It’s from your father.”Kael opened the letter, his expression hardening as he read. The last line caught his attention: “Your running is over. Come home.”The scrawny worker hesitated at the front of the group, nervously wringing his cap. “Uh, boss… is everything okay? You look… um, tense.”Kael leaned back with a sigh, his expression unreadable. “I have to leave.”The workers exchanged startled glances.“Leave? You? But who’ll keep the peace?” someone blurted out.Kael raised an eyebrow. “If you lot can’t stop fighting without me around, I’ll build a pit before I go and throw all of you in it. Permanently.”The yard went silent. Even the Reaper and Butcher, still recovering from their earlier punishm
The Death Lord Is Back Chapter three
Kael arrived at the bustling airport, his coat slung over one shoulder and his hands stuffed casually into his pockets. He scanned the terminal, a faint smirk tugging at his lips when he spotted Selene and her two towering bodyguards ahead. She hadn’t noticed him yet, which gave him the luxury of bracing himself for what he knew was coming. “Kael!” Selene’s sharp voice cut through the crowd as she turned and locked eyes with him. Her expression shifted from confusion to barely concealed annoyance. “Are you following me now? Can’t stand being stuck in your dirt pile?” Kael strode closer, his demeanor unbothered. “Good to see you too, Selene. And here I thought airports were for public use.” “Public use doesn’t mean stalking me,” she snapped, her hands clenched into fists. “What are you doing here? Looking to play the role of a hero again?” Kael tilted his head, a ghost of a smile on his face. “Heroes chase glory. I chase results. You wouldn’t understand.” On
The Death Lord Is Back Chapter four
The morning sun cast long shadows across the pristine driveway as Marcus, a towering figure known throughout the criminal underworld, bowed deeply before Kael. His expensive suit caught the light as he lowered his head with unprecedented respect. "My lord Kael, it is my greatest honor to finally meet you. Your reputation precedes you, even in our circles." Kael shifted uncomfortably, his simple attire a stark contrast to Marcus's luxury. "Please, such formality isn't necessary." "I must insist on driving you personally," Marcus gestured to a gleaming black Rolls-Royce, its polished surface reflecting the morning light. "Yorkshire Island awaits, and I wouldn't trust anyone else with your safety." During the drive along the coastal road, Marcus's voice took on a reverent tone. "The villa belongs to Jaxier Cult—the legendary King of Battle. He's offered it for your exclusive use." "Jaxier Cult?" Kael's eyes narrowed, recognition flickering across his face. "Zeus's
The Death Lord Is Back Chapter five
Kael stood at the grand mansion, a stark contrast to his simple attire and calm demeanor. The doors opened, and Evangeline’s father, Mr. Holsten, greeted him warmly, his face lighting up.“Kael, my boy, come in, come in!” he exclaimed, gripping Kael’s hand firmly. “I’m glad you came.”Kael nodded respectfully. “Thank you for having me, sir.”The sound of hurried footsteps interrupted their exchange as Evangeline entered the room. Her sharp gaze locked onto Kael, her expression twisting with irritation.“What is he doing here?” she demanded, her voice laced with contempt. “Father, didn’t I make it clear yesterday? I’m not agreeing to this ridiculous arrangement!”Before her father could respond, her mother appeared, her face mirroring her daughter’s disdain. “Really, Holsten? Inviting him into our home again? How much more humiliation are you planning to bring upon this family?”Kael’s expression remained calm, though his eyes flickered briefly with an unreadable emotion.“Evange
The Death Lord Is Back Chapter six
The tension in the room was palpable as Kael and Evangeline stepped through the doors of her family home. Standing in the middle of the living room was Mike Smith, a man with a confident smirk and an air of entitlement. He turned the moment he heard the footsteps, his expression darkening when he saw Kael.“What the hell is he doing here?” Mike sneered, his voice dripping with disdain. “Don’t tell me the rumors are true.”Evangeline’s mother, Margaret, folded her arms and sighed dramatically. “Unfortunately, they are. Can you believe it? My daughter, married to him of all people.” She gestured toward Kael as if he were a stain on the rug.Kael remained calm, his face betraying no emotion.Mike’s gaze darted between Evangeline and Kael. “This has to be a joke, Evangeline. You married this guy? Did your father hold you at gunpoint?”Evangeline shot her father a venomous glare. “Might as well have. Isn’t that right, Father?”“Evangeline—” her father began, but she cut him off.“
The Death Lord Is Back Chapter seven
Their conversation was interrupted by a loud knock at the door which made Margaret jump. “Who on earth—”Before she could finish, one of the mobsters pushed the door open. Their leader, a tall man with a scar running down his cheek, stepped inside with a smug grin.“Mr. Holsten,” the man drawled, his voice thick with menace. “It’s time to settle your debt.”Mr. Holsten’s face turned red with anger. “What are you talking about, Carlos? The loan isn’t due for another six months!”Carlos shrugged casually. “The boss has decided he wants his money now. You see, patience isn’t really his strong suit.”Margaret gasped. “This is outrageous! You can’t just change the terms like this.”“We can and we have,” Carlos said with a smirk. “Now, pay up.”Evangeline stepped forward, her face a mixture of defiance and disbelief. “This is absurd! You know we don’t have that kind of money lying around.”Carlos glanced at her, his eyes lingering in a way that made her skin crawl. “Ah, Evangeline
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Chapter 141
The wind didn’t blow anymore.It screamed.Ash spiraled across the broken terrain. Skies split open with fractures of violet light. The land trembled beneath Kael’s boots, every vibration humming with the arrival of something older than war.And then… the silence shattered.The Eradicators came.Not by foot. Not by ship. They tore through the sky—like thoughts breaking through memory. Their bodies were shadows sewn from screams. Long limbs. Hollow faces. No eyes. No sound.Just presence.Kael stepped forward, feeling the pull in his chest. His power—a strange, burning ache just behind his ribcage—stirred like it was alive.“They’re faster than before,” Marcus muttered, gripping his reinforced axe.“They’re smarter too,” Pamela said, eyes locked ahead. Her skin shimmered faintly now, laced with streaks of light pulsing beneath it. The change hadn’t stopped. It was still evolving her. Breaking her. Making her something else.Kael didn’t speak.He didn’t need to.Because he felt the shif
Chapter 140
The wind had stopped.There was no sound anymore. Not even the sound of their own breathing.The sky—if it could still be called that—was cracked wide open, like glass that had been dropped from the heavens. Beyond it, darkness churned. Not empty darkness, but alive. Moving. Watching.Kael stood at the edge of it all, his fists clenched, his pulse thundering in his ears.He had faced monsters. Gods. His own brother. Himself.But nothing… nothing had ever made him feel like this.Not until now.Because they weren’t just coming.They were here.From the breach in the sky, shapes descended.Not ships.Not beings.Not anything that made sense.They shimmered and shifted, like liquid shadows draped in light. Their forms refused to settle. No eyes, no mouths—just moving, breathing erasure. Wherever they passed, the world disappeared. Ground dissolved. Stone turned to vapor. Even the memory of what was there—gone.Not broken. Erased.Pamela took a slow step back. Her lips parted, but no soun
Chapter 139
The wind changed.It wasn’t a gust. It wasn’t even wind in the way they knew it.It was as if the air itself was panicking. Like the very molecules wanted to flee.Above them, the sky wasn’t just dark anymore—it was splitting. Not like a crack. No lightning. No thunder. It was peeling. The stars bent unnaturally, as if a god’s hand was pulling the curtain of reality back to reveal what hid behind it.And whatever that thing was—it was coming through.Kael stood in the center of the shattered ground, still, his eyes fixed on the sky. His breathing had slowed. His hands were no longer shaking.The Tribunal—the all-powerful force that had chased him across lifetimes—suddenly… backed away.Literally.Their faceless enforcers lowered their weapons.Their shimmering cloaked elders turned their heads up.And without a word… they vanished.Gone.No retreat orders. No final words. Just silence, and then—absence.Pamela stumbled forward, blood still fresh on her temple, her voice tight. “What t
Chapter 138
Kael wasn’t breathing.Not because he couldn’t—but because something inside him had frozen.Not fear. Not confusion.Recognition.A truth buried for lifetimes had just opened its eyes inside him.The Tribunal’s final weapon hovered behind him, pulsing with raw, ancient energy. The battlefield crackled beneath their feet. Elias stood a few paces away, strangely calm, arms crossed, eyes on Kael like he’d been waiting for this moment forever.Pamela was kneeling beside Marcus, who was barely conscious, his skin still shifting under the aftershock of Kael’s unleashed power. Neither of them spoke. They couldn’t. Something bigger than all of them had just cracked open the sky.Kael took a slow step forward, and then another.And then it hit him.A rush of heat behind his eyes. Pressure in his chest. The world bent sideways, and—He dropped.Darkness.Except it wasn’t empty.Flashes. Slices of memory, jagged and violent, began tearing through his mind.A voice echoed across the space inside
Chapter 137
Kael stood still as the sky split further open.The battlefield had become quiet—too quiet. No sound of wind, no distant thunder, not even the groan of broken metal. Just silence.Not even the Tribunal spoke anymore.They hovered like insects on the edge of death, their broken constructs twitching in place as if they could sense what was coming. Not even in their worst nightmares had they planned for this.Then it came.Not with fury. Not with fire.But with stillness.Like the moment right before death. The last breath before the void.A shadow… stretching across the torn sky. Not cast by any light, but by the absence of it.It descended slowly. Gracefully.Its form was impossible to define—shifting, alive, yet ancient beyond time. Eyes blinked across its body, then vanished. Its skin looked like cracked stone and starlight. When it moved, it bent space itself. The air didn’t vibrate. It submitted.Pamela collapsed to her knees, clutching her head, gasping.“Don’t look at it,” Marcu
Chapter 136
The sky didn’t settle after the Tribunal vanished.It writhed.Lightning danced across colors that had no name. The ground trembled beneath them, and a sound like the grinding of history echoed from above. It wasn’t thunder. It was older. It was the groaning of something waking up—something that should have stayed asleep.Kael stood there, motionless, his chest rising and falling like he had just climbed out of a grave.Elias walked toward him, slowly.“You felt it too, didn’t you?” Elias said, his voice low. “You didn’t just kill the Tribunal. You cracked the seal.”Kael’s fingers clenched. His veins pulsed with that strange light again.“They lied,” he muttered. “They told me I was the threat. But I was just the door.”Pamela stood to the side, her body still not fully recovered from the changes the Tribunal’s failed erasure had caused. But she held her ground.“Kael…” she said, voice shaking. “Something’s wrong. I can feel it. It’s in the air. It’s—”A pulse rippled across the h
Chapter 135
The battlefield was silent.Not the kind of silence that came after victory. This was the kind that made your skin crawl, your heart pause, and your breath catch. Like the whole universe had stopped to see what would happen next.Kael stood in the center of it all. Head bowed. Shoulders rising and falling slowly. Steam curled from his skin, rising into the shattered sky.He should’ve been dead.No one should have survived that.But Kael… wasn’t like anyone anymore.Pamela stared at him from a distance, clutching her side where blood still seeped from a wound she barely noticed now.“He’s… different,” she whispered.Marcus didn’t speak. He just watched Kael. His jaw clenched. His hands ready—but also shaking.Kael slowly looked up.His eyes were not human.They were black with flecks of deep gold—swirling, shifting, like galaxies trapped in his gaze. His skin pulsed faintly with an unnatural glow, and the scars that once marked his body were gone. Replaced by something older. Symbols.
Chapter 134
The world was a blur of broken time and unraveling reality. Kael’s breath caught in his throat as he stood before the one he had seen in the void—his predecessor, his reflection, his origin.The man didn’t look divine. He didn’t wear armor forged in celestial fires, or glow with the radiance of ancient stars. No.He looked tired. Scarred. Worn down by lifetimes of battles that never truly ended.Yet there was something in his eyes. Something beyond time. Something godlike.Kael opened his mouth. “What are you?”The original Kael turned toward him, slow and steady, his footsteps echoing like thunder over glass.“You mean what were we,” the original said quietly. “Before they broke us. Before they cut us down piece by piece and buried our names.”Kael swallowed hard. “You’re me.”“No,” the original replied. “You’re me. But I’m what came first. Before the Tribunal. Before the Director. Before the concept of control ever existed.”“I was the mistake they couldn’t afford to let repeat.”
Chapter 133
Silence.But it wasn’t the silence of peace.It was the kind of silence that crushed your thoughts, stretched out your heartbeat, and made you feel like time had forgotten you.Kael stood in a place that wasn’t a place.It had no ceiling, no floor—only infinite darkness, shimmering with fractured lights that blinked in and out like dying stars.He wasn’t falling.He wasn’t floating.He simply was.And he wasn’t alone.At first, he thought it was another hallucination.The pressure in his chest.The flickers of memories that didn’t belong to him.Faces he had never seen. Deaths he had never died.But they kept coming.Kael saw himself standing in a city that looked like Cresmont—but older, more advanced, with skybridges lined in silver light. That version of him wore a black coat, armor laced with glowing veins. His eyes were sharp. Cold.Then it changed.Another Kael. This one… younger. Cleaner. Standing in a white room, smiling at people he didn’t recognize. A scientist? A subject?A
