Chapter 34: New Beginning
There are days when you wake up without cold sweats. Days when the sky is genuinely blue.
That day was exactly like that.
Duraand—the old city with its criminal undertones and secrets thicker than its fog—was going through a strange rebirth.
Ever since the fall of the Caledrons—or should we say their spectacular takedown, broadcast live on national networks—the air felt... different.
As if the city itself had decided to nap after centuries of oppression.
Some patients had gotten out of their hospital beds in the middle of the night, humming tunes with joy in their hearts, without knowing why. There were even reports of miraculous recoveries.
The Inquisitors of Heresy, however, never woke up.
The Caledron manor was nothing but rubble.
Among the ruins, one could find shattered porcelain, solid oak furniture, an empty safe, and even a still-warm jacuzzi—but not a single coin from their fortune.
Sybille Caledron was arrested live on camera, her face painted like a sad clown, screaming injustice with the voice of a witch.
The footage went viral on Newtube and other platforms, racking up over a million views in less than 24 hours.