Chapter 24: The Words I Don’t Remember Writing

They found the temple at dawn.

Half-buried in vines and time, tucked inside a valley the system had erased from every known map.

Not because it was dangerous.

But because it was true.

Akari was the one who led him there.

Said she'd heard of it during her first year in this world — a place where old Heroes went when they were broken.

A sanctuary.

A grave.

A warning.

The others didn't come.

Yulia and Elira were still rattled after the memory trial.

Lira claimed she had patrol duty.

Virela didn't explain — just handed Kai a health potion and said, "Don't come back cursed."

So it was just him and Akari now.

Two Earthborns.

One almost a god.

One trying desperately not to become one.

The doors were covered in glyphs.

Not in divine script, but in Earth languages — etched by desperate hands over generations.

Japanese.

Korean.

English.

Swahili.