Chapter 25: Shadows Over the Stars
The gates of the Celestial Realm shimmered as Darius stepped through, the swirling light fading behind him like the closing of a dream. But what he carried was no dream.
It was prophecy. It was danger. It was the spark of a fire long thought extinguished.
He moved through the high halls of the Order's inner sanctum, his dark cloak trailing like the shadow of death behind him. The marble beneath his boots hummed faintly with starlight—this was a place of old power, and he had not returned lightly.
Elders waited in silence upon their thrones of crystal and gold, their faces emotionless, unmoved by the burden in Darius’s eyes.
"The blade has chosen," Darius said simply.
The silence broke like glass. A murmur rippled through the air, invisible but potent.
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