Syed_Ariz

Requiem of the Fallen
Once called a prodigy, Ariz al-Suleiman was cast aside when his power was sealed. Betrayed, beaten, and left for dead, he awakens with a mysterious system and a second chance.

But the world doesn’t forgive. And neither does he.

When the Church burns his home and kills his grandfather, Ariz sheds his humanity. No longer a hero—he becomes a force of vengeance, bound to destroy everything that wronged him.

With blood as his path and demons as his future, Ariz’s war is just beginning.

THRONE OF SHADOW AND SIN

Chapter 32 – Ashes and Echoes

Part 1: The Shop Beneath the Skin

Kael stood on the city's outer ridge as dawn crawled over the smoke.

Behind him, the cathedral's bones still glowed. The fire had devoured everything—scripture, stone, saints. Only black ash remained, swirling on the wind like snow made from sin.

Because something new stirred within him.

[System Update Complete]✔ Adept Rank Achieved✔ Umbrakin Path Reactivated

🔓 System Shop – UNLOCKED

➤ Access Tier: Initiate – Shadowblade: Adept Class➤ Currency: Shadow Marks (6 available)➤ Origin Protocol: Active

"Judgment grants silence. Silence grants choice."

A pale interface shimmered into view—etched in lines like ink in water.

This was different. Older. Not the digital prompts used by adventurers. This felt… carved. Like his blood had finally been listened to.

🛒 SYSTEM SHOP – INITIATE LEVEL ItemTypeCostCloak of Folded EchoesEquipment – Reduces detection range; nullifies light-based tracking3 SMSkill Shard FragmentConsumable – Instills or mutates a random skill2 SMSigil Upgrade SlotPermanent Umbrakin Trait Expansion5 SMWhisperfang BlueprintWeapon Schematic – Shadowblade-class weapon2 SMEcho Bottle (Rare)Tool – Stores and replays 10 seconds of sound1 SM

[Press to Select]

Kael scrolled with one hand, studying each description.

[How to Earn Shadow Marks?]

Kill Tier-1 Beast ➤ +1 Shadow Mark

Church Commanders / Holy Kill-class ➤ Bonus SM, Sigil Memory unlocked

Note: Bonus points awarded for silence, speed, or symbolic execution

By the time the smoke cleared from Almaarad, Kael was already gone.

Just a blackened ruin where faith used to stand.

The road south ran through narrow mountain passes and withered tree groves. He traveled alone, boots slicing through dust and silence alike. No carriage. No company.

The next town lay two days beyond the cliffs.

Its name was Ziraka.

Another town with another cathedral.

High in the spires of the inner continent, inside the silver-gilded halls of the Central Diocesan Flame, five figures stood around a shattered projection crystal.

Saw the flames eat through the bishop's lungs.

And a message carved into the altar.

"I did what you refused to do."

Only silk and steel beneath white robes.