Chapter 11: The Titan's Will
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Darius walked toward the golden door.
He looked back at his friends and smiled.
"Don't worry."
"I'll be back."
The moment he entered, the door closed.
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Darius found himself in a vast golden arena surrounded by towering mountains.
Titanis appeared before him.
"Strength is not measured by muscles."
"It is measured by the weight your heart can carry."
Without warning, a gigantic stone titan rose from the earth.
It was twice the size of a mountain.
"Defeat it," Titanis commanded.
Darius charged.
He punched.
The titan didn't move.
Again.
Nothing.
No matter how hard he fought, the giant remained standing.
Exhausted, Darius dropped to one knee.
"I can't beat it..."
Titanis shook his head.
"You are fighting with pride."
"Fight with purpose."
At that moment, Darius heard cries for help.
Behind the titan stood a village filled with frightened people.
The titan wasn't attacking him.
It was marching toward them.
Darius stood.
"If I can't destroy you..."
"I'll stop you."
Golden energy erupted from his body.
He planted both feet into the ground and pushed against the titan's enormous leg with everything he had.
The earth cracked beneath him.
His muscles trembled.
But he refused to move.
The villagers escaped one by one.
Only after the last person reached safety did Darius release his strength.
Titanis smiled proudly.
"You have learned the will of a true guardian."
Golden light surrounded Darius.
His clothes transformed into radiant golden armor with black trim.
Massive golden gauntlets formed around his arms.
The symbol on his hand became the Endless Infinity Mark.
"I grant you your First Divine Form..."
Titan Monarch.
A pillar of golden light returned Darius to the Divine Realm.
The five heirs stood together once again, each having completed their First Divine Trial.
The Primordial Gods looked upon them with pride.
But before anyone could speak...
The Divine Realm shook violently.
A c***k spread across the heavens.
From beyond reality, a familiar voice echoed.
«"Your trials are complete..."»
«"Now let your true nightmare begin."»
The Primordial Gods turned toward the darkness.
Aetherion whispered,
"The Void King's seal..."
"...is weakening."
The five heirs looked into the growing darkness, knowing their journey had only just begun.
To Be Continued...
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