CHAPTER 34 : THE THRONE OF THE SUN
THE DEVOURING LIGHT
The world abruptly vanished into an abyss of absolute whiteness. There was no longer a mountain, no more screams, no more pain; only this immense, vibrant, fiercely alive light remained. Ian found himself floating at the heart of an ocean of molten gold that beat to the rhythm of a gigantic heart. It was the Sun. The true Sun, stripped of the illusion of the celestial body, revealing an entity infinitely older and more monstrous than anything he could have ever imagined.
An inconceivable heat surged through his being. It did not consume his skin but irradiated his soul directly. In the recesses of his mind, Aurelius roared with all his might, but even the great golden wolf seemed minuscule, almost insignificant, against the cosmi
