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The Death Lord Is Back Chapter Thirty Nine
Selene’s head throbbed as she stirred awake, her breath uneven. The air was cold, the kind of sterile chill that only came from places meant to keep people hidden and forgotten. She sat up slowly, ignoring the ache in her skull. The room was small—gray concrete walls, a single flickering light overhead, and a steel door with no handle from the inside. A cell. But she wasn’t restrained. Which meant whoever had taken her didn’t see her as a threat. Or worse—they wanted her to run. A chair scraped against the floor. Selene’s eyes snapped toward the figure across from her, sitting too comfortably, watching her with the kind of patience that made her skin crawl. He was older, mid-50s maybe, with sharp, predatory features. He wore a simple, unmarked suit—expensive, but nondescript. The kind of wealth that didn’t need to flaunt itself. And yet… Something about him felt off. Like he wasn’t supposed to exist. “Good,” he said, his voice calm. Even. Controlled. “You’re awake.”he sm
The Death Lord Is Back Chapter Forty
Kael stood in the dim glow of the safe house’s war room, his expression was unreadable as he watched the data unfold across multiple screens.Deep Space’s financial empire had taken a direct hit. Their offshore accounts were frozen, their black-market supply chains severed, their revenue streams obliterated.By all logic, they should have been collapsing.But instead?They were adapting.Pamela stood beside him, arms crossed, exhaustion and fury warring in her sharp gaze. “They should be on their knees,” she muttered. “Why aren’t they?”Marcus, leaning against the table with a half-empty whiskey glass in his hand, let out a dry chuckle. “Because we underestimated them.”Pamela turned, glaring. “What the hell is that supposed to mean?”Kael exhaled slowly, his mind already several steps ahead.“We assumed Deep Space was just a criminal organization.” He flicked his gaze to the screens. “But criminals don’t recover from financial annihilation this fast.”Pamela’s breath hitched. “What a
The Death Lord Is Back Chapter Forty one
The First StrikeKael’s phone rang once.Then twice.By the third ring, he had already picked up.Marcus’s voice came through the line, sharp and urgent. “It’s happening.”Kael was already moving.He threw on his coat, gun strapped to his side, moving through the safe house with calm precision.“What’s the damage?”“Too early to say,” Marcus gritted out. “But Northland’s under full attack. These guys aren’t just sending a message anymore.”Kael’s grip tightened around his gun.Deep Space had waited long enough. Now, they were here to burn everything to the ground.Outside, the streets were already alive with sirens, chaos, smoke rising in the distance.Northland’s headquarters was under siege.And Kael?He was walking straight into the fire.A City in ChaosBy the time Kael and Marcus reached Northland Tower, the war had already begun.Gunfire rattled through the air. Armed men—Deep Space mercenaries—had stormed the perimeter, shooting their way inside.Smoke curled from the upper flo
The Death Lord Is Back Chapter Forty Two
Kael stood in the penthouse house, hands pressed against the edge of the table, staring down at the old, faded documents spread before him. The air was thick with dust, the scent of aging paper mixing with the faint metallic tang of blood still drying on his knuckles.The unknown faction’s message echoed in his mind.It was never about you, Kael. It was about what you’re hiding.The words gnawed at him like a splinter buried deep in his skin.He had always known who he was, what he stood for. He wasn’t a pawn in someone else’s game. He was the one pulling the strings.Or so he had believed.Now?Now, he wasn’t sure of anything.Across the room, Marcus leaned against the wall, arms crossed over his chest. His face was set in a frown, but there was something else in his eyes—something that looked a hell of a lot like concern.“I don’t like this,” Marcus muttered.Kael barely looked up. “You don’t like anything.”Marcus let out a dry chuckle. “That’s fair. But this? This is different. Yo
The Death Lord Is Back Chapter Forty Three
The vault loomed before them, an unbroken wall of steel and secrets.Dust coated its surface, thick and undisturbed, as if time itself had sealed it shut. The air in the room was stale, heavy with the weight of something long buried. Something forgotten.Kael stood motionless, flashlight in one hand, blade in the other. He didn’t trust silence—not in a place like this.Not when it belonged to him.Marcus let out a low whistle, running his fingers over the reinforced metal. “Whoever built this didn’t want anyone getting inside.”Selene stood a few steps behind, arms crossed, her gaze sharp. “Including you?”Kael didn’t answer.Because he didn’t know.The realization clawed at the back of his mind like an itch he couldn’t scratch. He had spent the last decade moving through shadows, controlling every step of his life, every decision. He was meticulous, precise. He didn’t leave loose ends.And yet—this vault.This place.It was here, hidden in one of his own safe houses, and he had no me
The Death Lord Is Back Chapter Forty Four
The vault was still open, but Kael wasn’t looking at the files anymore.He was staring at one name.Elias.The name felt foreign now. Like something from a life that wasn’t his anymore.But that wasn’t the problem.The problem was that Elias was dead.Kael had buried him.Had watched the dirt cover the coffin. Had stood there, staring at the grave, knowing there was no coming back.But now…Now, his name was here.Inside a vault Kael didn’t remember building.The weight in his chest wasn’t shock.It was realization.Because if Elias’s name was buried in these files, tied to a past Kael didn’t even recognize—Then this wasn’t just about Kael anymore.It never had been.Selene Demands AnswersSelene didn’t take her eyes off him.She had seen Kael fight. Had seen him kill without hesitation, had seen him tear apart his enemies without blinking.But now?Now, he wasn’t moving.He was stuck in place.Like the name on that page had ripped something out of him.Selene’s patience snapped.She
The Death Lord Is Back Chapter Forty Five
Kael sat alone in the safe house, his fingers absently turning the bloodstained dog tag over and over in his palm.The metal was worn. The letters carved into it were faded.Elias.He exhaled slowly. He didn’t remember this.Didn’t remember when Elias had last worn this.Didn’t remember how it had ended up here.But most of all—he didn’t remember why it was covered in fresh blood.Kael had spent years burying pieces of his past.But now, for the first time, he was realizing that someone else had done it for him.And if this war was about uncovering the truth…Then he had already lost.Marcus’s voice cut through the silence. “You’re thinking too hard.”Kael glanced up. Marcus was watching him carefully. Not like a subordinate. Not like an ally.Like someone who knew what was coming.“You think I haven’t already figured it out?” Marcus continued. “The reason Deep Space keeps coming at you, the reason the unknown faction won’t leave you alone, the reason Mr. Black is playing games?”Kael
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
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Chapter Forty Five
Kael sat alone in the safe house, his fingers absently turning the bloodstained dog tag over and over in his palm.The metal was worn. The letters carved into it were faded.Elias.He exhaled slowly. He didn’t remember this.Didn’t remember when Elias had last worn this.Didn’t remember how it had ended up here.But most of all—he didn’t remember why it was covered in fresh blood.Kael had spent years burying pieces of his past.But now, for the first time, he was realizing that someone else had done it for him.And if this war was about uncovering the truth…Then he had already lost.Marcus’s voice cut through the silence. “You’re thinking too hard.”Kael glanced up. Marcus was watching him carefully. Not like a subordinate. Not like an ally.Like someone who knew what was coming.“You think I haven’t already figured it out?” Marcus continued. “The reason Deep Space keeps coming at you, the reason the unknown faction won’t leave you alone, the reason Mr. Black is playing games?”Kael
Chapter Forty Four
The vault was still open, but Kael wasn’t looking at the files anymore.He was staring at one name.Elias.The name felt foreign now. Like something from a life that wasn’t his anymore.But that wasn’t the problem.The problem was that Elias was dead.Kael had buried him.Had watched the dirt cover the coffin. Had stood there, staring at the grave, knowing there was no coming back.But now…Now, his name was here.Inside a vault Kael didn’t remember building.The weight in his chest wasn’t shock.It was realization.Because if Elias’s name was buried in these files, tied to a past Kael didn’t even recognize—Then this wasn’t just about Kael anymore.It never had been.Selene Demands AnswersSelene didn’t take her eyes off him.She had seen Kael fight. Had seen him kill without hesitation, had seen him tear apart his enemies without blinking.But now?Now, he wasn’t moving.He was stuck in place.Like the name on that page had ripped something out of him.Selene’s patience snapped.She
Chapter Forty Three
The vault loomed before them, an unbroken wall of steel and secrets.Dust coated its surface, thick and undisturbed, as if time itself had sealed it shut. The air in the room was stale, heavy with the weight of something long buried. Something forgotten.Kael stood motionless, flashlight in one hand, blade in the other. He didn’t trust silence—not in a place like this.Not when it belonged to him.Marcus let out a low whistle, running his fingers over the reinforced metal. “Whoever built this didn’t want anyone getting inside.”Selene stood a few steps behind, arms crossed, her gaze sharp. “Including you?”Kael didn’t answer.Because he didn’t know.The realization clawed at the back of his mind like an itch he couldn’t scratch. He had spent the last decade moving through shadows, controlling every step of his life, every decision. He was meticulous, precise. He didn’t leave loose ends.And yet—this vault.This place.It was here, hidden in one of his own safe houses, and he had no me
Chapter Forty Two
Kael stood in the penthouse house, hands pressed against the edge of the table, staring down at the old, faded documents spread before him. The air was thick with dust, the scent of aging paper mixing with the faint metallic tang of blood still drying on his knuckles.The unknown faction’s message echoed in his mind.It was never about you, Kael. It was about what you’re hiding.The words gnawed at him like a splinter buried deep in his skin.He had always known who he was, what he stood for. He wasn’t a pawn in someone else’s game. He was the one pulling the strings.Or so he had believed.Now?Now, he wasn’t sure of anything.Across the room, Marcus leaned against the wall, arms crossed over his chest. His face was set in a frown, but there was something else in his eyes—something that looked a hell of a lot like concern.“I don’t like this,” Marcus muttered.Kael barely looked up. “You don’t like anything.”Marcus let out a dry chuckle. “That’s fair. But this? This is different. Yo
Chapter Forty one
The First StrikeKael’s phone rang once.Then twice.By the third ring, he had already picked up.Marcus’s voice came through the line, sharp and urgent. “It’s happening.”Kael was already moving.He threw on his coat, gun strapped to his side, moving through the safe house with calm precision.“What’s the damage?”“Too early to say,” Marcus gritted out. “But Northland’s under full attack. These guys aren’t just sending a message anymore.”Kael’s grip tightened around his gun.Deep Space had waited long enough. Now, they were here to burn everything to the ground.Outside, the streets were already alive with sirens, chaos, smoke rising in the distance.Northland’s headquarters was under siege.And Kael?He was walking straight into the fire.A City in ChaosBy the time Kael and Marcus reached Northland Tower, the war had already begun.Gunfire rattled through the air. Armed men—Deep Space mercenaries—had stormed the perimeter, shooting their way inside.Smoke curled from the upper flo
Chapter Forty
Kael stood in the dim glow of the safe house’s war room, his expression was unreadable as he watched the data unfold across multiple screens.Deep Space’s financial empire had taken a direct hit. Their offshore accounts were frozen, their black-market supply chains severed, their revenue streams obliterated.By all logic, they should have been collapsing.But instead?They were adapting.Pamela stood beside him, arms crossed, exhaustion and fury warring in her sharp gaze. “They should be on their knees,” she muttered. “Why aren’t they?”Marcus, leaning against the table with a half-empty whiskey glass in his hand, let out a dry chuckle. “Because we underestimated them.”Pamela turned, glaring. “What the hell is that supposed to mean?”Kael exhaled slowly, his mind already several steps ahead.“We assumed Deep Space was just a criminal organization.” He flicked his gaze to the screens. “But criminals don’t recover from financial annihilation this fast.”Pamela’s breath hitched. “What a
Chapter Thirty Nine
Selene’s head throbbed as she stirred awake, her breath uneven. The air was cold, the kind of sterile chill that only came from places meant to keep people hidden and forgotten. She sat up slowly, ignoring the ache in her skull. The room was small—gray concrete walls, a single flickering light overhead, and a steel door with no handle from the inside. A cell. But she wasn’t restrained. Which meant whoever had taken her didn’t see her as a threat. Or worse—they wanted her to run. A chair scraped against the floor. Selene’s eyes snapped toward the figure across from her, sitting too comfortably, watching her with the kind of patience that made her skin crawl. He was older, mid-50s maybe, with sharp, predatory features. He wore a simple, unmarked suit—expensive, but nondescript. The kind of wealth that didn’t need to flaunt itself. And yet… Something about him felt off. Like he wasn’t supposed to exist. “Good,” he said, his voice calm. Even. Controlled. “You’re awake.”he sm
Chapter Thirty Eight
Kael stood in the obscurely lit warehouse, his eyes scanning the decrypted message on the tablet in front of him with a calm demeanor.The intel was clear. Precise and Final.Deep Space wasn’t waiting anymore.They had gathered every resource, every mercenary, every corrupt official willing to sell their soul. And now, they were preparing a full-scale assault to end this war. Deep space was growing bigger than expected.Kael set the tablet down, his expression was faint and unreadable.Marcus, his arm still bandaged from the last attack, leaned against the metal table. “They’re moving faster than we thought.” I heaved a deep sigh.Kael exhaled slowly. “They’re getting desperate.”Marcus gave a dry chuckle. “Yeah, well, desperate men are the ones who get the most people killed.”Kael didn’t respond. He was already planning with his eyes darted at nothing.Because if Deep Space wanted a final war?They were going to get one.——-Pamela on the other hand stormed into the warehouse, her h
Chapter Thirty seven
Selene stormed into the penthouse house, rage simmering beneath her skin. She barely waited for the door to swing shut before she tossed a thick file onto the table in front of Kael.Kael didn’t flinch. Didn’t even look at it.He sat in the worn leather chair, calmly cleaning his gun like he had all the time in the world. As if she wasn’t standing there, ready to rip the truth out of him.Selene’s chest heaved. “Say something.”Kael finally glanced up, his expression unreadable. “Good evening?”Selene saw red. “Don’t do that,” she snapped, her voice sharp. “Don’t act like this is nothing.” She shoved the file closer, her movements rigid with anger. “I know what you are.”Kael leaned back in his chair, expression impossibly calm. “That’s funny.” He tilted his head slightly. “I don’t even know what I am.”Selene froze. Just for a second.What?Kael tapped his fingers against the table. “But if you’ve figured it out, by all means, enlighten me.”Selene’s nails dug into her palms. “You’re
