Abyssborn

skies, and the winds howled like tormented spirits. Dark clouds loomed ov

her body drenched in sweat. The pain of childbirth tore through her fragile form, yet it was not the

ting eerie shadows on the walls, and the scent of iron thickened the air. The child had not yet emerged, but already, an o

through hardened by war and politics, bore the slightest trace of worry. He was not a man who feared death, yet thi

it hap

the chamber, the torches were extinguished all at once. A wave of darkness surged outward, suffocating the light as though the ver

es gasped

swirling like embers in an endless abyss. It was as if the child bore the night

the cryi

lence filled

ok a step back, clutching her chest as if she could not breathe. She had seen infants born

ustion, reached out weakly.

midwife

moment his fingers touched the baby's skin, a coldness seeped into his bones. It was as if deat

ngers against its tiny, delicate face. Despite the fe

l child..."

ther word, a shattering noise

ll t

ning. A symb

hen-s

doors to the birthing chamber burst open, and a bloodied knight

e is under attack! The Inquisiti

ce darkened

fted in the world. The priests, the oracles, the cursed hunters-they m

tching her child protectively

"Take Seraphina and the child t

lord, this... this is no ordinar

n an instant. "Say one more word,

hard and bowed. "As

antly, but the Inquisition had come prepared. Holy fire lit up the night as war

they hurried toward the hidden passage behind a grand bookshelf. The mom

any of

t grimaced. "They bro

te warriors-men and women trained to hunt down and eradicate anything tainted by

ric stepped forward. "

-clad warriors stormed inside. Their leader, a man with golden eyes and

Holy Inquisition, your bloodline is declared an abomination upon

"You'll have t

be

attle

the chaos, a mother fled into the night, clutching

ed One had

d would neve