Author's Note: Unedited Chapter
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"The seal was so strong, so impenetrable, that not even the might of the Ancient Executioners could break it on their own. My birth—my very existence—was the key to creating the first breach."
Ria, always quick to grasp the implications, leaned forward.
"So, your existence alone weakened the seal? But how does that relate to the premonitions we've been encountering?"
Falco sighed, the weight of his destiny apparent in his posture.
"The premonitions... they are not random cosmic events. They are rituals, each carefully planned and executed to weaken the seal further. And when the fifth premonition appears, the seal will be completely destroyed."
Aildris who was starting to understand the situation, interjected, "You're saying that the appearances of these Ancient Executioners' body parts during the premonitions are sacrifices?"
Falco nodded grimly.