Chapter 86
Vevadexus — Cadelon Hole
The moment Kiro touched down, the air tried to kill him.
Ashstorms scoured the impact zone, ripping across the broken stone like claws. The sky above rumbled with the echoes of orbital engines and distant weapons-fire—like gods dragging chains across a dying world.
His landing pod smoldered behind him, half-swallowed by the Cadelon Hole—a kilometer-wide crater that dropped into a scar of unknowable depth.
According to the Naught, the God-Spoken Archive lay buried at its lowest point. Beneath seven strata of failed civilizations. Beneath war-forged catacombs. Beneath death.
Kiro stared into the abyss, gripping the shard the Naught had given him. It pulsed faintly in his palm, like a heart remembering how to beat.
His voice was quiet.
"So this is how it starts."
He stepped forward, and the earth groaned in response.