All Chapters of Blood moon's curse: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

The winds howled as the group moved through the barren landscape that bordered the Obsidian Plains, each step forward carrying them closer to the Evernight Citadel. A place spoken of in legends, its dark spires piercing the sky, and its ominous shadow stretching across the boundary of the First Realm. The journey was long and fraught with peril, but the urgency in their hearts kept them moving, pushing through the storms and the fatigue that gnawed at them. As they made camp one evening, the crackling of the fire was the only sound that broke the tense silence between them. Lucian was, as usual, distant, his dark eyes fixed on something only he could see in the distance. His lips were tight, his jaw clenched, and Aria couldn’t help but notice the tension in his posture, as though he were holding back something vital. Kael, on the other hand, had taken to staying close to Aria, his presence steady and comforting. They were used to the quiet between them, the camaraderie of shared ba

The air inside the citadel felt heavier than before, pressing down on them with an almost suffocating weight. Shadows danced along the ancient walls, forming shapes that seemed alive. The group regrouped at the central chamber where their three paths converged. Their faces bore the marks of the trials they had already endured—cuts, bruises, and exhaustion etched into their expressions.“What now?” Kael asked, his voice sharp with frustration.Aria glanced around the chamber. The room was vast, with a ceiling so high it disappeared into darkness. At the center, a pedestal held a glowing orb, pulsating with an unnatural light. Ancient symbols carved into the floor surrounded it.“The trials aren’t over,” Lucian said, his voice cold and clipped. He gestured toward the orb. “This is only the beginning.”“Of course it is,” Kael muttered under his breath, his grip tightening on his sword.Eryndor appeared from the shadows, his form still ethereal but more solid than before. “The Evernight C

The tension was thick as the group gathered around the flickering firelight in the ancient courtyard of the citadel. Each member bore the weight of their own thoughts, their faces illuminated by the ethereal glow of the Heart. Aria sat at the edge of the group, her fingers tracing the delicate chain around her neck, where the Heart pulsed faintly, as if alive.Kael’s voice broke the silence, his tone tight with frustration. “This is madness, Aria. You can’t go through with the ritual. You don’t even know what it will do to you!”Aria looked up, meeting his fiery gaze. “Kael, we’ve been through this. If I don’t do it, the Heart’s corruption will spread. It’s already affecting this realm. We’ve seen what it can do.”Kael rose to his feet, his fists clenched. “There has to be another way. You’re risking everything—your life, your soul. How can you expect me to stand by and watch you throw it all away?”Lucian, who had been leaning against a crumbling pillar, finally spoke, his voice calm

The air in the Creator’s Chamber was thick with tension as Aria rose to her feet, her fingers still faintly glowing with the crimson light of the Heart. Her breathing was shallow, and her eyes burned with an intensity that hadn’t been there before. Silence hung heavily as the group stared at her, unsure of what to say or do.Lucian was the first to step forward, his gaze soft but wary. “Aria… are you alright?”She nodded, but the movement was hesitant. “I think so,” she murmured, her voice tinged with an unfamiliar edge. “But it feels... different. Like there’s something else inside me now.”Kael frowned, his grip tightening on his sword. “Different how?”“I can hear it,” she admitted, clutching her chest where the Heart’s energy had settled. “It’s like a whisper, a pull... It wants me to use it.”Aurelis, the spirit of the Heart’s creator, watched them with a solemn expression. “That is the burden of the wielder. The Heart’s power is vast, but it is also hungry. It will test you, Ari

The storm came without warning, a tempest of wind and rain that howled through the wilderness like an unrelenting predator. The group had been traveling along the jagged cliffs bordering the First Realm, and the sudden gale forced them to scatter in search of shelter.“Aria! Lucian!” Kael’s voice was barely audible over the roaring wind as the rain lashed against their faces.Aria reached out, trying to keep Kael in her sights, but the storm’s fury swallowed him up in seconds. Beside her, Lucian grabbed her arm, his grip firm and unyielding.“We need to find cover!” he shouted, his voice cutting through the chaos.Aria nodded, her heart pounding as they stumbled through the rain. The storm felt almost alive, as if it were trying to tear them apart. Finally, through the haze of water and wind, they spotted the silhouette of a crumbling structure—a forgotten temple nestled against the cliffside.“This way!” Lucian pulled her toward it, his cloak billowing behind him like a shadow.They