❄️ Mission to the North
Real, along with an elite squad from Aerthalia and representatives of the beastkin tribes, was dispatched to seal a small Void rift that had opened in the Esfryne mountain range.It looked small… but emitted a temporal distortion—a danger unlike anything they had faced before.
> “If we leave this unchecked, the seasons will collapse.The world will live the same day… forever.”— Expedition Commander
As always, Real took the front line—protecting others, including young beastkin who had joined because of Angeline’s influence.
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⚔️ An Unexpected Attack
Just as they neared the rift’s core, a new type of Voidspawn emerged—not from the rift, but from the shadows of the soldiers themselves.
One of them struck Real with a blade of pure Void.
> Clang! — Real blocked the strike with all his strength… but his body was thrown back, blood erupting from his side.
> “M-my body… it won’t… re-form…” — Real, barely conscious
Conventional healing magic failed. The wound froze time around his flesh—neither healing nor allowing death to finish its work.
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💌 A Message Reaches Angeline
Back in Aerthalia, Angeline was leading a strategic summit—preparing a global magic alliance to fight the Void.Mid-briefing, a blood-bound crystal message began to glow.
Myra held it, trembling.
> “It’s from the northern team…Angeline, Real—he…”
Angeline stood up—her heartbeat suddenly, terrifyingly still.
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⚖️ An Impossible Choice
If she left now, the coalition summit could collapse.Many factions only participated because Angeline was present, leading.
But if she stayed… Real could die.Only Angeline’s Voidstep energy could stabilize his wound—according to Myra and Calhoun’s analysis.
> “He… he called for you, Angie.Even unconscious.He called your name.”— Garrik, who returned from the mission bearing the message
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🕯️ The Decision
Angeline looked up at the darkening sky, then said:
> “You all… can wait for one more day.The world has waited for me its entire life.”“But I won’t let him wait… just to die.”
With full Voidstep, Angeline tore through air and space—igniting barrier spells and warping time itself as she rushed northward.
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💠 An Emotional Reunion
She found Real barely conscious, his body freezing, blood turning black.
> “Y-you came…” — Real, with a weak smile“I knew you’d come… even if I didn’t deserve to ask for that…”
> “Shut up,” Angeline whispered, grabbing his hand.“You promised to propose to me after the war, remember?So don’t you dare die before that.”
Her Voidstep activated—not to fight, but to merge with Real’s wound.To extract the temporal distortion from his body.
The pain was unbearable.But Real endured.And lived.
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🔔 End of the Chapter
As Real slowly recovered, the summit continued back in Aerthalia.Some factions began to question Angeline’s leadership.
But others… began to respect the humanity of the Void Heir.
> “Maybe… she’s not just a weapon.”“Maybe… she’s the reason we still have hope.”
And in his bed, Real held her hand gently.
> “After the war… don’t run again. Promise me.”Angeline only nodded quietly—her eyes soft, but unsure.
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