Chapter 105
Deep beneath the world, where even flame dared not flicker,Tharos paused.
Not from weakness.
But confusion.
It had unraveled gods.Erased prophecies.Silenced fire.
But this new thing—willfire—didn't obey.
It existed outside memory,outside logic,outside the boundaries Tharos had ruled for eons.
And worse—
It remembered itself.
Kael stood tall, the light around him no longer merely fire.
It was choice—etched into flame.
Not the kind taught in temples.
Not the kind recorded in scrolls.
But the kind that defied undoing.
Eliendara stepped into the square, staff glowing.
"That thing—Tharos—it can't be slain by power."
"Then how do we beat it?" Kael asked.
She held up a half-erased page.
"You give it something it never wanted…"
"A name."
Vaern narrowed his eyes.
"You mean force it to exist."
Eliendara nodded.
"Right now, it un-exists. It slips through meaning.But if you name it… you bind it. You make it real."
"And real things can be fought."
In the underrealm, Tharos felt the shift.
A ripple of intent.
It reached toward the surface—not as flame.Not as light.
But as a question.
It whispered into Kael's mind:
Why name me?
I am everything forgotten.I am peace through silence.I am freedom from fate.
Kael stood firm.
"You're not peace.You're a void wearing mercy like a mask."
Vaern stepped forward beside him, flame coiling with resolve.
"We've burned, bled, broken—and chosen.That's something you'll never understand."
"And now we're choosing something else…"
They lifted their hands together.
Flame danced between their palms—white and silver-black, spiraling into a single wordless shape.
Eliendara whispered the final spell.
The sky tore open—
Not in destruction.But in declaration.
"We name you... Veraxis."
The ash-road cracked.
The mountain shuddered.
And below, Tharos screamed—
Not in sound.
But in existence.
For the first time since before time…
it had a name.
And names…can burn.
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Now named, Veraxis begins to break.
Its form twists, memories it never wanted flooding back.
Kael and Vaern prepare for war not against destruction—but against nothingness fighting to be nothing again.
Because once given a name…
even the void must face itself.