Chapter 10 – Divine Interference
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The Sky Tore Like Paper
The sky cracked at dawn.
Not thunder.
Not lightning.
A soundless rupture—as if reality held its breath and was punished for it.
Kaien dropped to one knee, clutching his chest. Fellchain pulsed violently on his back, screaming in a language no human could hear. Riven reached out to steady him, but the wind tore through the mountain like a vengeful ghost.
Then—they saw it.
A figure descending, not falling… choosing.
He didn't have wings, but the air moved to his command. Silver eyes. Skin like sculpted marble. No aura, no flame, no fury.
Just stillness.
And stillness was always what came before the storm.
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A God Walks
The figure landed without sound.
Birds fell from the sky. Trees turned to ash. The mountain whimpered.
Kaien rose slowly, blood in his mouth, and met the god's gaze. There was no anger there. No hatred. Just disappointment.
"You should not exist," the god said quietly.
Kaien spat. "Neither should you."
Riven drew her daggers, but the god flicked a finger—and she vanished. Not dead. Not injured. Just… erased. As if she had never been born.
Kaien's scream cracked stone.
He charged. Fellchain roared, trailing smoke and fragments of who he once was.
The god didn't move.
Their clash wasn't seen. It was felt. Like a planet shifting.
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The Fight Kaien Couldn't Win
Blow after blow.
Fellchain struck the divine flesh—and was repelled.
Kaien flew back, skidding across earth and bone. His arm broke. His shoulder dislocated.
But he grinned.
"You flinch," he said, wiping blood from his mouth.
The god frowned.
"You are the echo of a dead rebellion."
Kaien stood, one leg shaking.
"Then I'll scream until the world hears me."
He launched again—raw, reckless. He was no match.
But that wasn't the point.
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The First Fracture
As the god prepared to erase him, Fellchain flared. Violent. Furious. Alive.
It coiled around Kaien's arm like a serpent, howling.
And bit into him.
Kaien's scream became something else—deeper. Darker. Like a god screaming through a mortal throat.
He didn't swing Fellchain.
He unleashed it.
And for the first time…
The god bled.
A single drop.
But it was enough.
The god staggered. Eyes wide.
"You… you've bonded with the chain…"
Kaien's voice echoed, distorted. "I didn't bond with it."
He stepped forward, one eye glowing like a dying star.
"I broke it."
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Retreat of the Divine
The god vanished. Not in fear—but in uncertainty. In the godrealm, the High Thrones stirred.
One spoke: "The weapon is awakening."
Another: "He's still bleeding memory. He hasn't even begun."
And the last: "Then perhaps it's time the Heavenbreaker learns… what happens when you take a god's name in vain."
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