Chapter 89
The air around Kiro thrummed with a dark pulse, deep in his bones—like the heartbeat of a dying star waking to life. The shards of the shattered sundial seeped their eldritch power into his blood, the crystal embedded in his palm burning hotter than ever before. It was no longer a relic—it was him. Something ancient, primordial, hungry, and terrifying stirred awake.
A wildfire surged through his veins. His vision blurred, then snapped into focus as a luminous interface bloomed before his eyes—cold, alien, relentless: the Blood System.
[Blood System Activated: Subject — Kiro of Vevadexus][Inheritance: God-Spoken Archive — Trial Initiated][Bloodline Potential: 94.7% — Ascension Path: Undefined][Memory Upload: Initiating...]
The world dissolved around him, replaced by a flickering hologram of blue-gold light that danced like fire against black stone. A voice, ancient and ragged with age, cut through the silence, thick with sorrow and fury.
"Long before blood sealed fates in flesh... before empires shattered and rose again... there was the War in Heaven."
"Thirteen Prime Gods held dominion, architects of worlds and destiny itself. Their will carved galaxies; their voices shaped the cosmos."
"Then came the Voidlings — creatures birthed in betrayal and shadow, hungry for oblivion's embrace."
"They shattered the heavens, turned on their creators. Stars bled. Worlds cracked and died."
"One by one, the gods fell or fled, their power splintered and hidden in mortal heirs — the blood you bear, forged in sacrifice and bound by ancient will."