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Chapter 965 - 966: A Name From The Book · Sep 30, 2026

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951 Chapter 951 - 952: He Has Come 2026-09-30
952 Chapter 952 - 953: Only Rats Flee 2026-09-30
953 Chapter 953 - 954: Ahh A Siren 2026-09-30
954 Chapter 954 - 955: First Wave 2026-09-30
955 Chapter 955 - 956: Volunteer 2026-09-30
956 Chapter 956 - 957: Excuse Me My Good Man 2026-09-30
957 Chapter 957 - 958: My Wha 2026-09-30
958 Chapter 958 - 959: Slander 2026-09-30
959 Chapter 959 - 960: All Across The World 2026-09-30
960 Chapter 960 - 961: Strength 2026-09-30
961 Chapter 961 - 962: Bestowal 2026-09-30
962 Chapter 962 - 963: Change 2026-09-30
963 Chapter 963 - 964: Origin Of Demon kin 2026-09-30
964 Chapter 964 - 965: Oedipus Effect 2026-09-30
965 Chapter 965 - 966: A Name From The Book 2026-09-30
966 Chapter 966 - 967: An Offer From The Demon God 2026-09-30
967 Chapter 967 - 968: White Witch 2026-09-30
968 Chapter 968 - 969: New Outcomes 2026-09-30
969 Chapter 969 - 970: Not Here 2026-09-30
970 Chapter 970 - 971: Father Like Son-in-Law 2026-09-30
971 Chapter 971 - 972: Anti-Dragon Magic 2026-09-30
972 Chapter 972 - 973: Mother And Daughter 2026-09-30
973 Chapter 973 - 974: Moon Above the Glades. 2026-09-30
974 Chapter 974 - 975: It’s Me 2026-09-30
975 Chapter 975 - 976: Who is This Damon Grey 2026-09-30
976 Chapter 976 - 978: Balors Again 2026-09-30
977 Chapter 977 - 979: Bring Them To Their Knees 2026-09-30
978 Chapter 978 - 980: Lord Ash 2026-09-30
979 Chapter 979 - 981: Trace 2026-09-30
980 Chapter 980 - 982: Nemesis Omega Sword Of The End 2026-09-30
981 Chapter 981 - 983: Demon Tower Key 2026-09-30
982 Chapter 982 - 984: Tower Of Mysteries 2026-09-30
983 Chapter 983 - 985: Another Feat 2026-09-30
984 Chapter 984 - 986: Call Him Back 2026-09-30
985 Chapter 985 - 987: Suspicion 2026-09-30
986 Chapter 986 - 988: Meet up 2026-09-30
987 Chapter 987 - 989: Broken House 2026-09-30
988 Chapter 988 - 990: A Small Sign 2026-09-30
989 Chapter 989 - 991: Hold Back 2026-09-30
990 Chapter 990 - 992: Ghour 2026-09-30
991 Chapter 991 - 993:The Crownless Ruler 2026-09-30
992 Chapter 992 - 994: Them All 2026-09-30
993 Chapter 993 - 995: Tower Meeting 2026-09-30
994 Chapter 994 - 996: All Came Down 2026-09-30
995 Chapter 995 - 997: When The Time Is Right 2026-09-30
996 Chapter 996 - 998: Kill Order 2026-09-30
997 Chapter 997 - 999: Who Is Cursing Me 2026-09-30
998 Chapter 998 - 1000: Snake Temple 2026-09-30
999 Chapter 999 - 1001: Goddess Of Salvation 2026-09-30
1000 Chapter 1000 - 1002: Not Loving At All 2026-09-30

Chapter 965: Chapter 966: A Name From The Book

The elf woman’s ears were red, her eyes swollen and puffy from crying.

Yes, Sylvia was a grown woman now.

Then why couldn’t she hold back her tears?

Her frustration.

Her helplessness.

Once again, she looked down at the book.

Damon was still there on the page, a sword impaling his chest, despair frozen in his eyes.

She had not forgotten to study the blade.

Sylvia memorized every detail of it. The runes carved along its length. The shape of the hilt. The craftsmanship of the metal.

What the book did not show her...

Was who held the sword.

Someone would betray Damon.

But that was not why she was crying.

Sylvia’s true fear was something far worse.

That she would be the one to betray him.

In all her attempts to change prophecy, the tome of the Unknown God had made one thing painfully clear.

Every effort to alter fate only ensured that the prophecy came true.

For all she knew, if she tried to stop this future...

She might be the one who drove the blade into Damon’s heart.

Her fingers tangled into her hair as she pulled at it in frustration.

Her teeth ground together so hard her gums began to bleed.

”Haha... hahah...”

Soft laughter slipped from her lips.

It sounded delicate, almost like pearls scattering across glass.

Yet there was a hollow sting behind it.

The cruel thing about betrayal was that it only hurt because it came from someone you loved.

Someone you trusted.

And when that trust shattered...

It pierced the heart deeper than a thousand daggers.

Sylvia stared down at the book again.

As if speaking to someone unseen, she whispered:

”What do I do?”

For a moment, nothing happened.

Then the pages of the book suddenly flipped on their own.

They stopped on a blank page.

Sylvia heard it clearly.

The scratching sound of words being written.

Her eyes widened as letters slowly appeared.

”Betray him.”

That was all the page said.

”Betray him...”

Sylvia stared at the words in shock.

Then her brows slowly drew together.

This felt different.

The will of the book was usually distant, indirect, almost mechanical.

But these words...

They felt intentional.

Focused.

Like someone was speaking through the pages.

”You...”

Her voice trembled into a whisper.

”Are you Altair?”

The moment his name left her lips—

Sylvia felt as though her throat had been torn open.

Blood burst from her mouth, staining her dress crimson.

The world around her seemed to collapse.

When she looked toward the window, the Moon Glades were gone.

Everything outside had been swallowed by darkness.

Endless darkness.

Or perhaps something deeper than darkness.

Yet within that abyss were countless shimmering lights.

Stars.

They glowed across the void like scattered diamonds.

It was beautiful beyond words.

The longer Sylvia stared into it, the harder it became to look away.

Then—

Drip.

Drops splashed against the floor beneath her.

Looking down, she saw a growing pool of blood.

It was flowing from her eyes.

Because what she was looking at was not the heavens.

This was the abyss.

The true nature of the Unknown God.

Hideous yet beautiful.

Sinner and saint.

Present and absent.

Divine and demonic.

God and demon.

Her hands trembled violently as she forced her gaze away.

The pain was unbearable.

Her eyes burned as though they were being torn apart.

When she looked back at the book, new words had appeared.

”Do not take the Lord’s name in vain.”

Sylvia bowed her head, teeth clenched tight.

Her stomach twisted violently.

Then something crawled from her mouth.

Worms.

They spilled out onto the floor, writhing in pale, sickening piles.

More followed.

Thick, black maggots coated in slime.

Her body convulsed as she gagged and spat them out one after another.

Finally came clumps of dark hair.

Sylvia reached into her mouth and pulled them free as they tangled against her tongue.

She did not resist.

This was the price.

After several long minutes, the flow finally stopped.

Sylvia collapsed slightly over the desk, breathing heavily.

”Forgive me...”

Her voice was weak.

”I did not mean to disrespect the God of the Abyss.”

Slowly, new words formed across the page.

”No matter. It has been many cycles since someone of your likeness called me by my name.”

”I do not wish to remember. It hurts to remember.”

Sylvia blinked in surprise.

She had not expected that response.

Perhaps speaking his name had triggered something.

She knew the Unknown God hated his name.

She did not know why.

Only that he had once allowed the Goddess to erase it from the world.

Did he despise it?

The answer appeared instantly.

”No.”

”I loved my name once.”

”And those who were allowed to call me by it.”

”Now those memories are chains that bring me anguish.”

Sylvia’s eyes widened.

”You can read my thoughts.”

”I am a god. I can do things you cannot fathom.”

She nodded slowly, though her gaze remained steady.

”What did you mean earlier?”

”You rarely speak to mortals. Surely there must be a reason.”

New words appeared.

”Your boldness is amusing.”

”I suppose it would not make for an interesting conversation if all you did was cower.”

Sylvia stood her ground.

She reminded herself of something important.

The Unknown was a god.

But he was also a demon.

She decided it was safer to think of him only as ”Unknown.”

Even thinking of his true name unsettled her.

The book responded again.

”I am a demon.”

”More so than I am a god.”

”Though some would say I am equal parts both.”

There he was again.

Reading her thoughts as easily as turning pages.

There was nothing she could hide from a god.

Especially not this one.

”I won’t betray Damon,” Sylvia said firmly.

”I won’t fulfill the prophecy.”

Then something unexpected appeared on the page.

A tiny image formed beside the text.

It resembled a crude human face.

And it was laughing.

The expression looked almost mocking.

More words appeared.

”I never said you had to.”

”This too is your choice.”

”There are no absolutes before the Demon God.”

”All things exist before me.”

”Therefore, there are no absolutes anywhere.”

It was a declaration of power.

One that placed him beyond every rule.

Beyond fate itself.

Then new words appeared.

”I wish to make a deal with you.”

”You will betray him for me.”

”In order to save him.”

”This is equivalent exchange.”

”A betrayal for a betrayal.”

Sylvia froze.

Did that mean she would not be the one to betray Damon in the prophecy?

Or was this simply another step in the chain of choices that would lead to that fate?

She bit her lip, tasting blood.

”If there are no absolutes...”

Her voice was quiet but steady.

”Then that must mean even you are bound by that rule.”

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