Chapter - 174
The Cursed Lord tilted his head slightly, his expression unreadable, eyes catching the fading light of the summit like shards of broken starlight.
"Let me tell you a story, Jacob," he said, his voice soft—too soft. It carried the weight of centuries, spoken not as a threat, but a requiem. "A story of a man who gave everything for a single wish... and all he got in return was betrayal."
He paused, letting the silence draw out like a blade.
"A man who fought monsters, toppled empires, crossed oceans of fire and blood... but in the end..." He exhaled sharply, his gaze sharpening into a cold blade. "He couldn't escape treachery."
A gust of wind screamed through the valley. The Cursed Lord's tattered cloak billowed as he continued.
