All Chapters of MAD END'S DECEPTION: Chapter 341 - Chapter 350

393 Chapters

341 - Not Arah Anymore

ARAHEEN“The answer is no,” Araheen told Gildeon as they stepped out of the High Council Chamber after reporting the outcome of their mission and presenting the Vulkar’s Rod.Seeing the subtle approval in her father’s eyes had filled her with a quiet sense of satisfaction.Lothair might have been a monster to his enemies—perhaps even a cruel man and father by the standards of lower mortals—but he was still her father. And his approval was something she had spent her entire life striving to earn.She had been in high spirits until Gildeon ruined it by requesting permission to see Kohina—Something she had absolutely no intention of granting.The seer had been confined to a specialized cell within Crescent Tower. Only Araheen herself was permitted to interrogate her. No other sylph was granted access.“You gave your word that I’d be allowed to see my comrades after the raid,” Gildeon reminded her.“I gave my word

342 - He Is A Fool

ARAHEENShe sat in the interrogator’s chair positioned beside the cell door.Her eyes drifted over Kohina, noting that the seer no longer showed any visible distress. Her hands had fully healed, both through her salamander physiology and the restorative magic of the sylphs. No trace of the horrific Devil Star damage remained.Kohina had been given a simple white dress. Among the sylphs, it was meant to be degrading—a symbolic stripping away of the enemies’ barbarity, replacing it with something the sylphs considered purity and dignity.Lately, the practice had begun to feel strange and wrong to Araheen.Much like many of their customs.“I trust this accommodation is better than the one you recently had,” she said, crossing her legs and resting her hands on her lap.Her eyes roamed around the chamber. The ceiling, walls, and floor were all forged from silver, every surface etched with dense layers of sigils.The

343 - The Person You Were Always Meant To Be

ARAHEENThe question left Araheen silent for a moment. For an instant, it felt as if Kohina could see directly into her thoughts.Araheen broke the gaze, forcing her expression back into its usual calm.“I do not love him,” she said evenly.“Awakening cannot occur unless the sylph and the salamander share genuine feelings.”Araheen’s head snapped toward Kohina. “Arah had those feelings.”“Are the two of you not the same?”“We have different minds and different experiences.”Kohina sighed softly before stepping toward the bed and sitting at its edge.“Have you never considered,” the seer said, “that perhaps she was the person you were always meant to be?”“What exactly are you implying?”“You are a Fractured Sylph,” Kohina replied. “One born with unrestrained emotions who, after experiencing tragedy, chose to suppress them again for many years.”The seer tilted her head slightly and c

344 - Secrets Of The Pits

ARAHEENHer father had once told her that only a handful of people had ever descended to the lowest level of the Crescent Tower. Most sylphs did not even know it existed.The secrets of the Pits had always been kept by the Warden—who had served since the tower’s founding—and by whoever bore the title of Army General.Araheen followed the Warden down a narrow corridor that ended in a recessed alcove carved into the stone wall. Suspended within it was a bronze falcon.The statue hovered motionless in the air. Its eyes, forged from a darker shade of bronze, seemed to watch them as they approached.The moment they stepped onto the platform, the falcon’s wings slowly spread.She glanced up at the Warden, faintly surprised that the broad-shouldered man could fit within the narrow alcove beside her. Or perhaps it was simply that she herself was smaller and lighter by comparison.The Warden suddenly went still. His eyes turne

345 - Most Dangerous Being

ARAHEENShe looked away to steady herself, then noticed the structural damage here was more contained than in the outer chamber, yet far more alarming.Cracks ran along the pillars, the walls, and even the ceiling. But what bothered her most were the fractures cutting through the sigils themselves.“How are the sigils breaking?” she asked in disbelief.Unless Garud was secretly a master sigilmaker, nothing else should have been capable of damaging these sigils.“That’s exactly what we’re trying to determine, Lady Commander.”The Warden exhaled, hands settling at his hips as his gaze swept the chamber before fixing on Garud.“Our working assumption is that the restraints are weakening, and that Garud has begun ramming itself against the structure in an attempt to break free.”“Has anyone else seen this?”“Only myself and the Vice Warden,” he replied. “I granted him access to the Pits, but he remains in th

346 - His Plan Was A Gamble

GILDEONWeeks passed.They secured three more Vulkar’s Rod fragments. The sylphs chose to house them in the war command chamber.Gildeon had initially wanted them assembled in the High Council chamber to make a statement. But when he realized this room sat directly beneath the Great Hall, where the sylphs were preparing a victory party, he let it go.All their highest-ranking officials would gather above this room that night, making it the perfect time to carry out his plan.“This is perfect,” he said aloud as he finished arranging the four calcified fragments on the table.He positioned them carefully—each piece angled inward, their broken ends facing one another to form a rough circle at the center.“How is this supposed to reveal Pyrehead’s location?” Feviel asked, skepticism plain on his face.“I need to activate the enchantment with my fire,” Gildeon replied. “But it won’t work until we have two more fragm

347 - She's Part Of My Life Now

GILDEONA couple more days passed, and they finally raided the fifth salamander outpost.This one barely resisted.Unlike earlier sieges, where the sylphs had to grind through defenses to force the enemy’s surrender, the commander here folded almost immediately. Unfortunately for him, he still had to die. The sylphs did not spare high-ranking enemies—not unless they needed something from them first.And unlike before, no one called Gildeon ‘traitor’ or ‘blue cunt’s dog.’“Looks like they’ve accepted their fate,” Feviel said behind him as they moved through the corridor toward the command chamber. “Haemos is dead. They probably think their forces are already broken.”He remained silent.“Or perhaps it’s seeing you with us,” Feviel added, a subtle taunt in his voice.“Let’s retrieve the Vulkar’s Rod piece and leave,” Araheen cut in, likely stepping between them before things escalated. “I feel something unpleasan

348 - Before Things Worsen

ARAHEENShe stared at her reflection in the tall mirror lining the wall of the Great Hall, her expression distant.Her curls were gathered into an elegant bun at the back of her head, pinned in place with her sigil needle, shaped like a delicate ornament among the strands. A few loose curls framed her face, softening her otherwise composed appearance.She wore silver-strapped heels and matching dangling earrings. Her emerald dress clung to her form, a long slit running up one side to reveal her smooth leg, and the fitted holster that secured her phoenix dagger.Since her father had given it to her, she had not parted with it once.In the mirror, she saw Feviel approaching from behind, carrying two glasses of sparkling wine—similar to the kind lower mortals often drank in celebration.He smiled as his gaze moved over her reflection.“You look beautiful, as always.” He handed her one of the glasses. “But you seem troubl

349 - Live Up To His Name

ARAHEENThe realizations came all at once.The tightened security across the citadel. The quiet sense that her father and the High Council had been withholding something. The unease she had glimpsed in the Warden’s eyes when Zephyr’s name was spoken.“Tell me,” she said, her gaze locking onto Theobald, “does the decision to spare surrendering salamanders have anything to do with this?”Theobald took a long drink before answering. His eyes dipped briefly before lifting to meet hers and Feviel’s.“Zephyr’s followers have grown significantly over the years,” he began. “Those who survived the hunts in the past continued to build their strength in secrecy.”He paused, briefly looking into the distance. “They call themselves the Zephyrists. A faction of rebels consisting of Fractured sylphs… and salamanders who have grown tired of dying for their creed.”Araheen and Feviel listened in silence.“If we choose to exterm

350 - Dragon's Fire

ARAHEEN“Open the roof,” her father commanded.At once, the guards moved. Mechanisms groaned to life as hidden latches disengaged. The domed ceiling of the Great Hall split along its seams, metal segments sliding apart in smooth arcs. One by one, the panels folded outward like unfolding petals, until the ceiling gave way to the night.A vast, starless sky opened above them.While the structure shifted, Araheen descended from the stage—quick, but measured, careful not to draw attention.“Father—”But Lothair had already moved, drifting beyond her reach.Her focus snapped instead to Gildeon, who was watching the opening above.“You’re not seriously going to shift here, are you?” she said under her breath.He lowered his gaze to meet hers and gave a slight shrug. “I’m a prisoner,” he said. “I don&rsq

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