Chapter 13 – The Light That Refused to Die
Chapter 13 – The Light That Refused to Die
His eyes opened.
Not gently. Not slowly.
They burst open — not with sight, but with revelation. White light surged from within him, not conjured by spell or intent, but released as if it had always waited. It was not warmth. It was not pain. It was memory — returned.
From the center of his chest, a beam of radiant energy tore into the heavens. The sky did not part — it shattered. The air wept. The ground trembled, not in fear, but in remembrance.
Luceris stumbled, hands raised in instinct. The radiance did not strike. It judged. And the judgment was final.
Lilith halted mid-incantation, her voice breaking as if something sacred had cracked inside her. Her shadows retreated, confused by the presence they once served in silence.
"M-Master...?"
It was not a question. It was a prayer folded into disbelief.
Valtor's fire dimmed, not from fear, but from reverence. His breath caught, chest rising with a kind of tremble that did not belong to warriors.
"By the flames... I knew you were strong. But this? This is... beyond fire. This is divinity, undone and remade."