Chapter 45
[Velmora — Industrial Ward, Underground Clinic]
The rumble aboveground hadn't stopped.
Kiro lay motionless on a cold slab of reinforced steel, his body twitching with every pulse of energy erupting from his veins. Cracked red symbols shimmered along his arms, chest, and throat—etchings of the Blood God System mid-transformation.
A dozen metal rods held him in place, clamped to his limbs as the system pumped raw Omega Core energy through his organs. It was a forced integration—violent, foreign, unnatural. Each wave burned like swallowing stars.
System Notification:Blood Core: Tier Ascension in Progress...Pain Threshold: 92%. Omega Conversion: 67%. Mutation risk high. Continue? [Y/N]
Forced Override: Confirmed.
Kiro's scream echoed through the metal corridors.
Pablo stood outside the room, leaning against a cracked wall, watching through a narrow window. His arms were crossed, his coat wrapped tight, but the concern in his eyes was unmistakable.
He hadn't returned to the El'Vertigo estate. Not yet.
There was something about this boy—this blood-wrapped weapon—that refused to leave his thoughts.
And then came the quake.