Story 229: The Prophecy’s Edge

With Marek defeated and the Heart of Sorrow shattered, the room fell into a heavy silence. Dark tendrils of energy dissipated, leaving only the glow of faint embers in the air. But Damien felt an ominous pull—the Zombie King would know his defenses were down, and it was only a matter of time before he came for them himself.

Damien turned to Lena, the reality of their situation weighing on him. She was breathless, her gaze sharp as she studied the room. “The King’s defenses are crumbling,” she said. “But I fear we’re still missing something… something vital.”

As they ventured deeper into the lair, Damien noticed a series of symbols etched into the stone walls. They were ancient and nearly worn away by time, but he could still make out their message. It was a prophecy, one that spoke of “the warrior who would break the chain” and “the heart bound by blood.” Damien’s pulse quickened as he read on, the weight of realization settling over him.