After the celestial executioner's fall, Kael and Azrion returned to Nivareth's core. The violet stone from Azrion's father's crown reacted strangely—it pulsed, then projected a floating map made of shadow and fire.
Seven points glowed crimson—the Seven Seals of Azrion's imprisonment.
Azrion:
"Each seal binds a fragment of my soul. Destroying them will awaken me fully… but they are guarded by beings twisted by time, betrayal, and fear."
Kael:
"Then let's tear this world apart until every seal is dust."
Azrion smirked within Kael.
Azrion:
"Be careful, little flame… sometimes, it's not the monsters we face that break us—but the truths they protect."
Their first destination: Valcrion Depths, a realm drowned in eternal night. As they traveled, Kael felt his body changing. Stronger. Faster. But his emotions were also shifting—darker.
He wasn't sure if he was still himself.