At the first strike of the dawn bell, the sect stirred to life. Disciples and elders filled the grand courtyard, their voices hushed, their eyes turned toward the towering silhouette of the Ascending Peaks.
The mountain loomed like a titan, its slopes vanishing into the clouds, its path winding upward like a serpent of stone. Legends said that each step was woven with heaven's will—that even the strongest could be crushed halfway if their spirit faltered.
Arhaan stood among the chosen, his chains coiled deep within his spirit, faintly restless. He felt the weight of countless eyes on him—admiration, doubt, envy, fear.
And then Kael arrived.
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The Rivals Stand
Kael walked with measured grace, his robes immaculate, his bow respectful. To the crowd, he looked reborn—disciplined, humbled, renewed. But when his gaze met Arhaan's, a flicker of crimson-black gleamed in his eyes, hidden from the elders' notice.
"Arhaan," Kael said smoothly, inclining his head. "May the Peaks show us both our true worth."
Arhaan's chains rattled faintly, sensing what words could not. His reply was calm, his eyes steady.
"They will."
The crowd murmured at the exchange, the tension between them sharper than any blade.
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The Grand Elder's Proclamation
The Grand Elder rose, his voice carrying like thunder across the courtyard.
"Disciples! Today you climb not only stone, but your own limits. Each step will strip away your illusions. Each breath will test your will. Those who reach the summit will ascend in more than name alone."
He lifted his staff.
"Go. And let the Peaks judge you."
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The First Steps
The chosen disciples stepped onto the stone path. At once, the air grew heavier, as though invisible chains pressed down upon their shoulders. Some staggered immediately, their faces pale.
Arhaan inhaled deeply, the crimson-gold chains within him stirring as if in recognition of the mountain's weight.
So this is heaven's judgment…
Behind him, Kael stepped with ease, his demonic power veiled beneath his calm mask. He smiled faintly, whispering so only Arhaan could hear.
"Let's see how long your mercy carries you here."
Arhaan's fists tightened, but he kept climbing.
The first trial had begun.