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The forsaken Code. Chapter Nineteen: A lingering Threat
The moment Noah stepped through the portal, the air around him changed. The heavy, suffocating presence of the Abyss faded, replaced by the crisp night breeze. He stumbled slightly, his body still weak, but Killian was there to steady him.They stood in the ruins once more, the moon casting long shadows across the broken stones. For a moment, everything was silent—too silent.Vance exhaled loudly. “I can’t believe we actually made it out.”Noah didn’t respond. His mind was still reeling from what he had seen inside the Abyss. The whispers, the shadows, the thing that had nearly swallowed him whole.The hooded woman stepped forward, her voice calm as always. “The Abyss may have let you leave, but it hasn’t forgotten you.”Killian tensed. “What does that mean?”She looked at Noah. “The mark remains. The connection is still there. The Abyss has touched you, and that touch does not simply vanish.”Noah glanced at his wrist. The mark no longer burned, but it was still there, a dark reminde
The forsaken Code. Chapter Twenty:. Into the Abyss
The darkness was no longer just a presence—it was a force. It clung to their skin, filled their lungs, and whispered secrets that none of them wanted to hear. Noah braced himself, gripping his weapon tightly as the shadows circled them like a predator sizing up its prey.Killian’s stance was firm, his blade reflecting what little light remained in this forsaken place. "Noah, can you feel that?"Noah nodded. "Yeah. It’s getting stronger."Vance narrowed his eyes, scanning their surroundings. "This is wrong. We need to move—now."The hooded woman remained eerily still. Her voice, when it came, was almost a whisper. "There is no escape. The Abyss has already claimed us."Before anyone could respond, the darkness lunged.Noah barely had time to react as something massive slammed into them. He was thrown back, the impact knocking the wind from his lungs. He hit the ground hard, pain jolting through his body as his vision blurred.Killian shouted his name, but the sound was drowned out by t
The forsaken Code. Chapter Twenty One:. Shadows of the abyss
The darkness pressed in from all sides, suffocating and absolute. Noah’s breath came in short, sharp gasps as he gripped the hilt of his weapon tighter. The whispers had grown louder, filling his mind with unintelligible murmurs that sent chills down his spine.Killian stood beside him, tense and alert, his blade gleaming faintly in the dim light. Vance, a few steps away, had his back against a jagged rock, scanning the shifting void around them. The hooded woman remained still, her face unreadable beneath the shadow of her cloak.“We need to move,” Vance muttered. “Standing here isn’t going to help.”Noah swallowed hard. “Where do we even go? This place doesn’t follow normal rules.”The hooded woman finally spoke. “We follow the mark.”Noah frowned and glanced at his wrist. The dark mark pulsed, its glow faint but unmistakable. A sense of direction tugged at him, as though something unseen was pulling him forward.Killian noticed. “You feel it, don’t you?”Noah nodded hesitantly. “Ye
The forsaken Code. Chapter twenty-two: Into the Unknown.
The air inside the Abyss thickened, pressing against Noah’s skin like an unseen weight. Every breath felt heavier, every step slower. The shadows around them twisted and shifted, whispering in voices that didn’t belong to any living being.Killian moved closer to Noah, his grip tightening on his sword. “I don’t like this. It feels like we’re being watched.”Vance let out a humorless chuckle. “That’s because we are.”The hooded woman didn’t turn. “Stay focused. The Abyss feeds on fear.”Noah swallowed hard. His wrist burned where the dark mark pulsed, reacting to the Abyss in ways he didn’t understand. Was it calling him deeper? Or warning him?A gust of cold wind swept through the void, carrying with it a sound—a low growl, deep and guttural. It came from everywhere and nowhere at once.Killian stopped walking. “Tell me that was just the wind.”The hooded woman finally turned to them, her expression unreadable. “It knows you’re here.”Before anyone could react, the darkness moved.A s
The forsaken Code. Chapter Twenty-three:. The abyss Stir
Noah’s breath came in short gasps as he stood amidst the swirling darkness. The Abyss pulsed around them, a living entity pressing against their minds, their bodies. He could feel it now—its hunger, its patience, its desire to consume him whole.Killian stood beside him, blade raised, his muscles tense as he scanned the ever-shifting void. Vance, his usual sarcasm absent, gripped his weapon tightly, his knuckles turning white. The hooded woman remained eerily calm, her gaze fixed on something unseen.Noah clenched his fists. “What now?”The woman finally spoke, her voice steady. “The Abyss knows you’re here. It won’t let you leave easily.”Killian scoffed. “Yeah, we figured that much.”The laughter from the shadows returned, echoing around them like a cruel symphony. Noah turned sharply, catching glimpses of figures moving just beyond the edges of his vision. They were being watched.Then, without warning, the darkness attacked.A shadow lunged, tendrils stretching out like claws. Noa
The forsaken Code. Chapter Twenty- four : The abyss Strikes
The shadows twisted violently as the Abyss roared, its deep, guttural sound reverberating through the void. Noah felt his pulse quicken. The swirling mass before them was no longer just an entity—it was a force, a will bent on consuming him.The hooded woman’s protective barrier flickered under the pressure of the Abyss’s encroaching darkness. “It’s testing us,” she warned, her voice steady despite the chaos. “It wants to see how far you can go before you break.”Noah tightened his grip on his weapon. “Then we don’t break.”Killian smirked, adjusting his stance. “That’s the spirit.”The Abyss did not wait. Tendrils lashed forward, whipping through the air with lethal precision. Noah ducked, narrowly avoiding one as another wrapped around his leg, yanking him off his feet. He gasped, slashing wildly, but the darkness was relentless.Vance sent a surge of fire, the flames cutting through the tendrils and forcing the Abyss to recoil. “Not today,” he muttered, helping Noah up. “Stay on yo
The forsaken Code. Chapter Twenty- five: Battle
The darkness around them did not fully dissipate. Instead, it lingered, curling at the edges of their reality, waiting for a moment of weakness. The oppressive void had lessened, but Noah knew better than to assume they were safe. The Abyss never truly vanished. It only retreated to strike again.Killian exhaled sharply, rolling his shoulders. "So, what now? The thing just...gave up?"Noah shook his head, his fingers unconsciously brushing against the cooling mark on his wrist. "No. It’s waiting. Testing me. It won’t stop until I prove that I can resist it completely."Vance scoffed, adjusting his stance as he peered into the swirling shadows that still clung to the ground. "Great. Just what we need. A villain with patience."The hooded woman ignored his remark and turned to Noah. "You’ve gained ground today, but you are not yet beyond its reach. The Abyss is ancient, bound to the very fabric of existence. It does not simply let go of what it desires."Noah swallowed hard. He had felt
The forsaken Code. Chapter Twenty-Six : Echoes of the void
Noah took a steadying breath as the remnants of the Abyss faded into the void. His heart was still pounding, his body aching from the battle. He glanced at his wrist where the mark had cooled, the pain a distant echo now. But the memory of its burn lingered. He wasn’t free—not yet.Killian exhaled sharply, running a hand through his sweat-damp hair. “So, what now? We just keep moving forward?”Vance dusted off his coat, shaking his head. “Forward is the only option. Unless you’d rather set up camp and wait for the next nightmare to come crawling out of the dark.”Noah turned to the hooded woman. “You said this was just the beginning. What did you mean?”She studied him for a moment, her gaze unreadable. “The Abyss tested you, but it has not given up. You rejected it today, but it will try again. Stronger. Smarter. You must be ready.”Noah clenched his fists. “Then tell me how. How do I fight it?”“The answer lies beyond this passage,” she said, motioning to the path ahead. “But be war
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Chapter Thirty- nine: Noah's past Reflection (3)
Killian didn’t press further, and for that, Noah was grateful. He wasn’t sure he had the strength to put everything into words just yet.The fire had long since burned out, leaving only glowing embers between them, and for a moment, the world felt still. But Noah knew better than to trust stillness. The Darklands had a way of lulling travelers into a false sense of security before striking when they least expected it.“I don’t sleep much either,” Killian admitted after a moment, breaking the silence. His voice was quieter than usual, almost contemplative. “Too many things in my head. Too many things I’ve done that won’t let me rest.”Noah glanced at him, surprised. Killian wasn’t the type to talk about himself. He had always been the steady one, the fighter who never seemed to flinch, the man who never hesitated. But now, sitting in the dim light, he seemed… human. Tired.Noah hesitated before speaking. “What did you do?”Killian sighed, rubbing a hand over his face. “You ever make a
Chapter Thirty-Eight: Noah's past Reflection (2)
Noah sat by the dying embers of the campfire, his mind drifting to a time before the Darklands, before the Abyss had marked him. The others had settled in for the night, their breathing slow and steady, but sleep eluded him.His father’s voice echoed in his mind, sharp and unforgiving. "You were never meant to lead, Noah. You hesitate. You doubt. That’s what makes you weak."Noah had always struggled under the weight of his father’s expectations. The man had been a force of nature—unyielding, disciplined, and entirely without mercy. He had trained Noah from the time he could walk, pushing him beyond his limits, testing his resolve at every turn. But no matter how hard he tried, it had never been enough."A leader doesn’t second-guess himself," his father had said, after watching Noah hesitate before striking an opponent in one of their countless sparring matches. "A leader commands."Noah had never wanted to command. He had wanted freedom, choices that were his own. But fate had other
Chapter Thirty-seven: Noah's past Reflection
The fire crackled softly, its warmth a stark contrast to the cold weight settling in Noah’s chest. The others had drifted into restless sleep, exhaustion finally catching up to them after the ordeal in the Darklands. But Noah couldn’t close his eyes. Not yet.He stared into the embers, lost in thought. The hooded woman’s words echoed in his mind: You didn’t just restrain it. You claimed dominion over it.A bitter chuckle escaped him. He hadn’t sought power. He never had. But power had a way of finding him, twisting itself into his life whether he wanted it or not.The memory came unbidden—his father’s voice, sharp and full of disappointment.“You hesitate, Noah. You always hesitate. And that is why you will never be strong enough.”He had been a child then, no older than ten, standing in the courtyard of their old estate. His hands trembled around the hilt of the wooden practice sword, his opponent a boy two years older, taller, stronger. The clash of training blades echoed around the
Chapter Thirty-six: Finally
The air grew heavier, thick with a presence unseen but deeply felt. Each step forward sent a ripple through the Darklands, as though Noah’s very existence unsettled the slumbering force beneath them. The terrain twisted, shifting like a living thing reacting to their intrusion.Vance walked beside him, his daggers drawn but loose in his grip, his gaze darting to the shifting landscape. "You feel that, don’t you? It’s like the ground’s... breathing."Killian exhaled sharply. "More like watching. I don’t like it."The hooded woman kept her eyes forward, her posture rigid. "It knows you now, Noah. And it’s testing you."Noah tightened his fists, the mark on his wrist pulsing in time with his heartbeat. He could feel the connection deepening, the abyssal power within him stirring in response to the land’s awakening. The knowledge unsettled him—but fear would do him no good. He had already chosen this path.Then, without warning, the ground ahead of them cracked open.A deep, guttural soun
Chapter Thirty- five: Darklands Awakening
The silence was deafening. The darkness no longer writhed, no longer reached for him with insatiable hunger. Yet Noah could still feel its presence, distant but lingering, like an ember smoldering beneath the ash.He exhaled sharply, his muscles trembling from the effort of binding the creature. His mind swam with exhaustion, yet the weight of the moment kept him grounded.Killian staggered to his feet, dusting himself off. His usual smirk was absent, replaced by something almost wary. “So… does this mean it’s over?”Vance shot him a look, sheathing his daggers. “You really think something like that goes down without consequences?”Noah flexed his fingers, staring at the mark on his wrist. The pain had subsided, but an odd sensation remained—like a tether stretching into the void.The hooded woman stepped closer, her gaze sharp. “You’ve done what no one else could. But this is only the beginning.”Noah frowned, his heart still racing. “What do you mean?”She hesitated for the first ti
Chapter Thirty- four: Bound by shadows
The path ahead was a winding, narrow trail, barely visible under the creeping darkness that seemed to grow thicker with each passing moment. The trees loomed over them like towering giants, their twisted limbs blocking out any semblance of light. The further they went, the more Noah felt as though the land itself was closing in on them, as though the very earth were conspiring to keep them in this oppressive shadow. Noah’s mind was a whirlwind of thoughts. The mark on his wrist had not stopped pulsing, and the more he tried to ignore it, the more it seemed to demand his attention. It wasn’t just the mark, though—it was the whole of this place. The air felt heavy with something ancient, something old and powerful. It was the weight of forgotten things, of lost memories that no one wanted to remember. He glanced over at Killian, who was still tense and alert, his eyes darting to every shadow, every flicker of movement in the periphery. Even Vance, who usually carried himself with a s
Chapter Thirty-three: Into the Darklands
The journey toward the Darklands was unlike anything Noah had ever experienced. The air grew colder with every step they took, a biting chill that gnawed at their bones. The landscape around them transformed slowly, as though the world itself was warping in response to their approach. The once lush forests gave way to barren, twisted trees, their gnarled branches clawing at the sky like skeletal fingers. The ground was cracked and dry, with jagged rocks jutting out of the earth at odd angles. As they ventured further, the silence of the land weighed heavily on them. The usual sounds of nature—the rustling of leaves, the chirping of birds—were conspicuously absent. Only the occasional screech of a distant bird of prey broke the oppressive stillness, but it was always followed by an unsettling silence, as if the land itself were holding its breath. Noah’s thoughts drifted back to the conversation they had before they left. The hooded woman had been cryptic in her explanations, offeri
Chapter Thirty- two:. The final confrontation
The Abyss was no longer a mere force to be reckoned with; it had become an entity in its own right, its tendrils frenzied, its eyes burning with hatred and fear. Noah could feel it gathering itself, preparing for one final strike, but something had shifted within him. The mark on his wrist pulsed with energy, its rhythm in sync with his heartbeat. He wasn't the man who had walked into this battle mere hours ago—he had grown. And now, the Abyss would face him, not as a victim, but as a force of nature itself. The hooded woman stepped back, her eyes narrowed as she observed the shifting shadows. "This is it. You’ve awakened the power within you, Noah. Now, you must wield it." Noah's eyes never left the swirling mass in front of him. The Abyss was taking form, its colossal figure now a twisted mirror of his own fears and weaknesses. The creature’s roar reverberated through the air, as though mocking him, daring him to challenge it one last time. “I don’t have a choice,” Noah muttere
Chapter Thirty-one: Defeated (2)
The Abyss let out one final, ear-splitting shriek as its form twisted and unraveled. The darkness that had once loomed over them like an eternal nightmare shattered, dissipating into the void like smoke caught in the wind. The oppressive weight that had suffocated Noah and his companions lifted, leaving behind only silence. Noah staggered, his chest rising and falling with heavy breaths. The mark on his wrist no longer burned; instead, it pulsed with a steady, quiet glow. He had done it. They had done it. Killian wiped the sweat from his brow, his sword still clenched in his hand as if expecting the Abyss to reform. When it didn’t, he let out a short, disbelieving laugh. “It’s… it’s actually gone.” Vance, who had been bracing for another wave of darkness, slowly lowered his hands, his fire extinguishing. “I can’t believe it,” he muttered. “I thought for sure we’d be swallowed whole.” The hooded woman stepped forward, her gaze fixed on Noah. “You have severed the Abyss’s hold,”
