Chronicles of The God Slayer of Shadows-Chapter 39 - Thirty Nine

High above the mortal world, beyond the veil of clouds and divine silence, the Sanctum of Dawnlight stood suspended in the firmament like a citadel of gold and sunfire. White marble spires twisted heavenward, crowned by blazing orbs that never dimmed. The Hall of the Seven Flames was empty—until the light within the central flame flickered.

A soft tremor ran through the polished floor. The flame pulsed red. Then black. At once, the divine stillness was broken. A figure materialized within the hall, clothed in radiant light—a messenger of the Divine Council. Tall, androgynous, and solemn, the being bore no weapon, for none were needed.

Wings of pale fire arched behind their shoulders, and a circlet of pure dawnlight glowed above their brow. This was Elintheris, Herald of the Throne of Illumination, and the Order's most trusted eye across the realms. They approached the flame, kneeling before its darkened core. "My lord," Elintheris spoke to the unseen, "the Flame of Tethered Fate has turned. The mark of Shadow burns anew in the mortal realm." freёnovelkiss.com

From the silence above came a low, divine hum—an echo of higher voices layered in unison. "Whose soul stirs the black flame?" Elintheris hesitated, eyes narrowing. "The child with no name. The mortal cast from starlight. He walks the lands again... wielding the mark of Ardonis, the Forsaken Celestial. The one who led the Godslayers."

A deeper silence followed. The Hall seemed to dim. The memory of war—of the shattered heavens, of divine blood upon celestial stone—whispered through the very bones of the sanctum. "Impossible," came the answer. "Ardonis perished in the Sundering. His essence scattered across time and shadow." "And yet," Elintheris said carefully, "the signature is undeniable. Not the full might, but the seed. It has awakened in him. I believe it calls the fragments back." The central flame sparked once more, burning black at its core. "Then the Hour approaches. The Wheel turns again." Elintheris rose, eyes cold and determined. "Shall I intervene?"

"Not yet." The divine voice was firm. "Observe. Let him rise. If he bears Ardonis' legacy, then the balance must decide his fate. But should he seek the second crystal... should he reach for the power that once defied gods—then the Order shall answer."

With a bow, Elintheris turned and vanished, a falling star streaking toward the world below. And high in the heavens, the Seven Flames flickered... one step closer to war.