“You don’t have to control the chaos,” she murmured. “Just let me be part of it.”
And with that…
She kissed my forehead—soul to soul.
Andfused.
Light exploded from my chest. My scream turned into a battle-cry as something new formed in my hand. A blade, forged of flame and shadow and blood.
Her.
The weapon was her soul. Her love. Her vow.
I rose.
And the Demon King finally faltered.
“Now,” I said, my voice thunder and ice. “You faceus.”
I lunged.
And the war began again—with her fury in my hand, and her love in every swing.
Rheon
The End of Kings, the Beginning of Flame
The throne room was a ruin of blood and ash. I didn’t hear the screams anymore — not from the soldiers, not from the guards, not even from my own men as they carved through the last of the resistance.
All I heard washer.
Seori.
Her soul thrummed in the weapon in my hand — burning bright, steady, alive. She wasn’t gone. But she wasn’t here either. She waswithinme. Her breath fused to mine. Her rage in every swing. Her love in every strike.
The Demon King was staggering now — one hand clutching the jagged ruin of his side where my blade had torn through. He dropped his obsidian sword with a clang.
Blood soaked his robes. His crown hung loose.
Still, he laughed. A low, broken laugh that sliced through the room like rot.
“So this is love,” he rasped. “This… pathetic thing. You burned your kingdom for a girl who will never return.”
I stepped forward, the weapon—Seori—glowing in my grasp.
“She was never just a girl,” I said, voice trembling. “She was everything you could never be. And she chose me.”
He raised his chin, blood dribbling from his lips. “Do you think her soul will last inside you, Rheon? Do you think she can bear the weight of your curse? You are not free. Youwill neverbe free. And now—neither will she.”
I saw red.
“No,” I whispered. “You cursed us both. But now she is the fire… and I am the sword.”
And Idrove her home.
The blade pierced his heart with a flash of blinding flame and shadows that coiled like serpents. The King’s scream echoed through every plane of the demon realm, crumbling what little power he had left. His body cracked like stone… and disintegrated. Ash. That’s all he became. Just ash.
Silence fell.
