Chapter 27 ,The King's Summons 👑🔥
The Failed King Has Awakened
The crimson battlefield trembled violently.
The massive crack stretching across the blood-red sky continued growing wider.
Darkness poured through it like a black ocean.
The air itself felt wrong.
Heavy.
Ancient.
As though something that should never have existed was forcing its way into reality.
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Jay stood frozen.
Not because he wanted to.
Because his body refused to move.
Every instinct inside him screamed danger.
Not the danger he felt from the fragments.
Not even the danger he felt from the Original.
This was different.
Far worse.
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The voice echoed again.
Deep.
Ancient.
Powerful enough to shake the battlefield itself.
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"So this is what remains."
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The mountains of broken weapons trembled.
The dead land cracked apart.
The crimson sky grew darker.
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And for the first time since Jay had seen him—
The Original didn't speak.
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It simply stared upward.
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Jay noticed it immediately.
The Original.
The being that radiated absolute confidence.
The being that looked at destruction like it was nothing.
The being that treated entire worlds as insignificant.
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Was silent.
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That alone told Jay everything.
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The shadow inside his mind appeared instantly.
Its expression had never looked more serious.
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"...This is bad."
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Jay swallowed.
"...Who is that?"
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For several seconds, the shadow didn't answer.
As though even saying the name carried weight.
Then—
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"The Warden."
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Silence.
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Jay frowned.
"...Warden?"
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The shadow nodded slowly.
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"The one who created the seal."
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Jay's eyes widened.
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"What?"
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A massive shock traveled through him.
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The being that sealed the Original.
The being responsible for all the fragments.
The being connected to everything.
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Was here.
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Before Jay could ask another question—
The darkness above began moving.
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A gigantic silhouette slowly emerged from the crack in the sky.
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At first, only a shape.
Then details became visible.
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A man.
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Tall.
Far taller than any normal human.
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His body was covered in ancient black armor.
Strange silver symbols glowed across its surface.
Chains wrapped around his arms and shoulders.
Each chain looked old enough to belong to another age.
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But the most terrifying thing—
Were his eyes.
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Golden.
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Unlike the crimson eyes of the fragments.
Unlike the darkness surrounding him.
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His eyes shone like burning suns.
Cold.
Unshakable.
Judging everything they saw.
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The moment those eyes landed on Jay—
His entire body became heavy.
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Almost as if reality itself acknowledged that gaze.
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The Warden slowly stepped through the crack.
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BOOM.
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The entire battlefield shook.
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Not from force.
Not from power.
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From presence.
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The Original finally spoke.
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"...You're late."
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The Warden looked toward him.
His expression remained completely calm.
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"I was hoping the seal would last longer."
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The Original smiled slightly.
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"It never could."
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The Warden nodded.
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"I know."
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Jay stared between them.
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Neither sounded surprised.
Neither sounded emotional.
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As though this conversation had happened many times before.
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Then the Warden looked directly at Jay.
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And suddenly—
Memories flashed through Jay's mind.
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A throne.
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A burning world.
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Chains.
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A war beyond imagination.
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And standing before the Original—
The Warden.
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Thousands of golden chains stretching across the sky.
Entire dimensions collapsing.
Stars dying.
Worlds breaking apart.
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Jay staggered.
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The memory vanished instantly.
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But one thing remained.
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Fear.
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Not fear of strength.
Not fear of death.
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Fear of history.
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Because deep inside—
Jay understood.
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The battle between these two beings had happened before.
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And the universe itself had paid the price.
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The Warden's gaze remained fixed on him.
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"You remember fragments."
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Jay clenched his fists.
"...Not enough."
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The Warden nodded.
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"Good."
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Jay blinked.
"...Good?"
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The Warden slowly stepped forward.
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Every step caused ripples across the battlefield.
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"The less you remember, the safer everyone is."
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The Original laughed softly.
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"Still afraid?"
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The Warden's golden eyes shifted toward him.
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"No."
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A pause.
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"I'm prepared this time."
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The atmosphere instantly became heavier.
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The Original's smile disappeared.
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For the first time—
There was genuine seriousness in his expression.
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Jay noticed it.
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Something about those words mattered.
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Something had changed.
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Then—
The Warden raised one hand.
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Golden light exploded outward.
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BOOOOM.
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The crimson battlefield shook violently.
The sky cracked further.
The dead land trembled.
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And suddenly—
Thousands of glowing chains erupted from the ground.
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The Original immediately moved.
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CRACK.
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The space around him shattered.
He vanished instantly.
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But the chains were faster.
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One wrapped around his arm.
Another around his leg.
Then his chest.
His neck.
His shoulders.
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Within seconds—
Hundreds of chains locked onto him.
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The Original growled.
For the first time—
Actually struggling.
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Jay's eyes widened.
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Impossible.
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The being that had felt invincible moments ago—
Was being restrained.
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The Warden lowered his hand slightly.
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"The seal is broken."
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Another chain appeared.
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"But not gone."
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The Original's crimson eyes blazed.
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The battlefield exploded around him.
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Entire mountains disappeared.
The crimson sky cracked apart.
Energy storms erupted everywhere.
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Yet the chains held.
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The Warden remained unmoving.
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Like a mountain facing a storm.
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Then—
Something unexpected happened.
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The Original stopped struggling.
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And smiled.
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A dangerous smile.
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The kind that warned something worse was coming.
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The Warden noticed immediately.
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"...What did you do?"
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The Original laughed.
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Not loudly.
Not wildly.
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Quietly.
Confidently.
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Then he looked directly at Jay.
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And said—
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"I wasn't trying to escape."
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Silence.
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Jay felt his heartbeat stop.
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The Original's smile widened.
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"I was buying time."
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The Warden's golden eyes narrowed.
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Immediately.
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Because he understood.
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And one second later—
Jay understood too.
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The fragments.
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All of them.
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Every fragment scattered across existence.
Every piece of the Original.
Every piece of Jay.
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At that exact moment—
They all reacted.
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BOOM.
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A shockwave exploded across the battlefield.
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Inside Jay's chest—
Something awakened.
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Not a memory.
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Not power.
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A call.
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Ancient.
Irresistible.
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Like a king summoning his army.
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Far away—
Across countless places—
The fragments had heard it too.
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And they were coming.
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Every single one of them. 🔥👁️