Chapter 77: Keeper of the Last Fire
We evacuated the Academy.
Students first. Then wounded. Then the last standing professors.
I walked last.
The walls whispered as I passed: thank you, goodbye, remember us.
The sky above was dim, flickering between realities.
I walked into the old chamber beneath the east wing, where it all started.
The First Flame waited there. fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm
No longer bound to runes. No longer asking permission.
It was me.
I stepped forward.
And for the first time in my life, I didn’t cast a spell.
I just spoke a truth: "I’m ready."
The flame surged.
And the world shuddered.