Chapter 24: Ep 24 - Burn The World
The sky was bleeding light.
Veins of crimson fire tore through the clouds, tracing the Spire's collapse like divine judgment. The air screamed as stone and glyph-woven metal buckled and snapped, raining debris across the once-sacred mountains of Frestco. The world tilted—not physically, but emotionally, spiritually. It felt like the axis of everything was breaking.
Justin staggered forward through the ash-choked corridors, one arm wrapped around Sera's waist, the other clutching his side where his robes were stained black and red. The wound burned deeper than flesh—glyph rot from the Queen's crystal. His life was seeping away with every breath.
Still, he smiled.
"Sera," he rasped, barely above a whisper. "Looks like I won't see how this story ends."
Sera bit her lip, one hand pressed against his arm to keep him upright. "Shut up. You're going to make it."
"I've always been good at lying to myself," he chuckled. "Maybe... you get that from me."
She blinked at that—momentarily thrown. But the floor shuddered beneath them, and the Spire cracked wider above.
They had no time.
Every step was agony. But he pushed on.
"I need to ask you something," Justin said.