Chapter 207: The Lord of the prison, Saint Elcasore.
She stepped closer again, her gaze piercing into his soul.
"I am Elcasore," she said. "Your father, Axaxeal knows me well."
Her eyes gleamed with something ancient and unreadable. "Tell me, Kaisun, do you want to return to your wife?"
Kai snorted, dry and bitter. "Why is that even a question?"
"I can give you a chance," she said calmly. "A chance we’ve offered only once before... to your father."
She waited, letting the silence draw out like a blade across the skin.
He narrowed his eyes. "How should I believe you?"
Elcasore laughed, a clear, echoing sound, cold as a frozen mountain air. "You sound just like him. But remember, I am not a demon. I cannot lie."
She gestured toward a shimmering distortion in the distance, a shape just barely visible in the molten haze.
"I will let you enter the Tunnel of Futures. There, you will see what lies ahead, what you will become after your wife’s death. Only then will you decide. Or..." She leaned close again, her voice now silk and venom. "I can kill you here and send your soul to the Shadows. You are the Lord of Shadows, after all. The gods won’t waste fire on your soul, they prefer you in the dark, ruling the land of lost spirits. You’ve sent enough souls there already to make a realm."
A mischievous smirk curled her lips.