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In the Golden Dragon Nation, your destiny is decided at sixteen by a single injection. For dirt-poor miner ** Zane Voidcrest**, the annual Awakening Day is his only chance to escape a life buried in coal and despair. But when the serum unlocks a forbidden bond with a primordial beast—a shadow-wolf with the voice of a forgotten god—Kael becomes a fugitive. Branded a “corrupted” threat by the Elite, hunted by jealous rivals like the pyrokinetic aristocrat **Zane Ashgrave**, and haunted by his wolf’s insatiable hunger for chaos, Kael must master his power before the Nation’s enemies strike.  

Monsters claw at the borders. Rebellions simmer in the slums. And the Primal Beasts, long thought extinct, are waking. To survive, Kael will forge alliances with outcast mages, rebel factions, and creatures of myth. But as he uncovers the dark truth behind the Elite’s “benevolent” rule, he realizes the real war isn’t between humans and monsters—it’s between those who chain the world… and those who dare to break it.

Ascendant Beasts : The Voidcrest Prophecy

## **The Devourer's Descent**

The sky split with a thunderous roar as the Devourer descended, its new form eclipsing the sun. Massive wings, skeletal and veined with pulsating void-energy, spanned the horizon, casting the world into twilight. Beneath each beat, reality warped—glaciers melted into deserts, forests twisted into jagged spires, and gravity itself buckled. The air reeked of ozone and decay, the very fabric of realms unraveling.

Thalia staggered, her Veilwalker senses overwhelmed by the chaos. "It's merging worlds… turning everything into *its* domain."

Beside her, Zane clutched his chest, shadows writhing beneath his skin. The Heart's voice slithered into his mind, sweet and venomous. *"You feel it too, don't you? The power it's radiating. Let me in. Let me* save *you."*

### **The Elite's Choice**

Lysandra Voss and Jarek faced off in the shadow of a crumbling watchtower, their factions armed and wary. Sunsteel barrels glinted in the fractured light.

"Your pride doomed us," Jarek spat, aiming his rifle. "That thing out there is your legacy."

Lysandra's gaze flicked to Thalia, who stood defiant at the cliff's edge. "Shoot me, and you die next. Or stand down and help her."

A tremor knocked Jarek off-balance. The ground beneath him liquefied, swallowing his legs. Lysandra lunged, hauling him free as the earth solidified anew.

"Why?" he rasped.

"Because today, we're not Elite," she said coldly. "We're survivors."

### **The Primal Stag's Warning**

Thalia's vision blurred as the Primal stag materialized in her mind, its antlers dripping starlight.

**"The Devourer feeds on division,"** it intoned. **"To restore the First Pact, you must unite human and Primal—body and soul."**

"How?" Thalia demanded, her voice echoing in the spectral realm.

**"Sacrifice. The Veilwalker's blood… and the Heart's vessel."**

The stag vanished, leaving Thalia trembling. *Zane.*

### **Zane's Crucible**

Zane crouched in the ruins, sweat mingling with shadow as the Heart's whispers crescendoed. *"You'll die here. Let me take control. Let me be your strength."*

Memories flashed—his mother's smile, Thalia's laughter, Vyrthax's loyalty. "No," he growled. "I fight *my* way."

The shadows recoiled, then surged, engulfing him. When they cleared, his eyes glowed violet—a fragile truce between man and Heart.

### **The Battle of Merged Realms**

The Devourer's maw opened, vomiting a swarm of void-wrought beasts—hybrids of Primal and machine, their screams harmonizing with the Elite's gunfire. Thalia's thorns pierced through them, while Lysandra's forces unleashed salvos of sunsteel rounds.

Zane leapt into the fray, shadows coalescing into a blade of pure void. Each strike cleaved through the horde, but the Devourer regenerated faster.

"Aim for the wings!" Thalia shouted, her relic shard blazing.

The Elite redirected fire, sunsteel piercing the Devourer's membranous wings. It shrieked, void-blood raining like acid.

### **The Sacrifice**

Thalia seized Zane's hand, her violet eyes locking onto his. "The Pact requires unity. Your Heart… and my blood."

He recoiled. "No. There's another way—"

"There isn't." She pressed the relic shard into his palm. "Trust me."

The shard ignited, fusing their energies—Veilwalker light and Heart's shadow. The Devourer lunged, its talons inches from their throats.

### **Cliffhanger: The Pact Reborn**

Light and darkness erupted, blinding the battlefield. When it faded, the Devourer's wings hung shattered, its form flickering.

But Thalia lay motionless, her skin pale, violet blood pooling beneath her. Zane knelt, the Heart's shadows now *his* to command—and the relic shard, now a fractured husk, glowed faintly in his grip.

Above, the merged realms shuddered. The Devourer's core pulsed, a black sun rising on the horizon.

The true enemy had arrived.

Chapter 20: Wings of the Abyss