Chapter 25: The World is Watching - 1
Three events happened at the same time.
Far away in a candlelit prayer hall in the capital of Veledrin, a golden mirror cracked.
The monk attending it fainted instantly, his vision flooded with one repeating image:
A boy in white robes, standing beside a woman of light and flame, whispering words he wasn't allowed to understand.
In the west, deep in Asmodra's ruby sanctum, her seer-vines—planted centuries ago across the continent—burned.
The last one to ignite had coiled around an old chapel's ruins, long left to rot.
It screamed one name in her mind before it disintegrated...
Rein.
And beneath the Ivory Tower of Heroes, in a chamber carved from sanctified bone, an artifact began to pulse.
A relic of detection. Pure. Trusted. Forged to glow only when a being "touched by forbidden passion" had affected the world in a way that threatened heaven's order.
It didn't just glow now.