Okuchi De Korosarekaketaga Gift: Shinjiteita Nakama Tachi Ni Dan John

The chamber shuddered. The walls began to sing—not in warning, but in release.

Marduk raised a hand, and the air grew heavy with gathering power. “The Gift chooses a vessel, Kaelen. Not a hero. Surrender it, and I promise your death will be remembered in the new world we build.” The chamber shuddered

“You don’t understand,” the old mage had said, his eyes suddenly cold as winter coins. “The Gift chooses only one. And we didn’t come all this way to watch you ascend.” “The Gift chooses a vessel, Kaelen

Lyra had chosen control. So she became a statue, forever guarding the altar she could never touch. “The Gift chooses only one

“Nowhere left to run, old friend,” Torvin said, twirling a fresh dagger. “Give us the stone. We’ll make it quick.”

Shinjiteita nakama. The ones he had believed in.