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Chapter 17 - The Chosen Ones, Part II: Voices of the Firmament

The Chosen Ones, Part II: Voices of the Firmament

The Tower of Chaos remained silent, as if it were waiting.

While Danilo took his own steps within, other forces moved in the shadows of the world.

Across various regions, young and old alike felt their destinies bend beneath the weight of something greater —

ancient, divine voices were finally awakening.

INDIA – Ravi Patel

Ravi walked through the rubble of the temple where he had prayed every day.

His parents had died, buried beneath the stones, and he had been trapped for hours, surrounded by the stench of blood and dust.

He clawed at the debris with bare hands, screamed for help — but no one came.

As his voice began to fade, a sharp wind blew through the stones.

Time stopped.

A veiled figure danced out of the dust — Kali-Ma, goddess of destruction and rebirth.

"Child of ruin. Death shall be your forge. Do not fear dying… fear forgetting who you are."

A blue flame ran through Ravi's body. Broken bones realigned. Muscles hardened.

His eyes now saw beyond pain.

🔹 SS Talent: Eyes of Cyclical Ruin

Each time he dies, he is reborn stronger, retaining memories and part of his prior strength.

Once per day, he can "restart" a battle as if nothing had happened.

ALGERIA – Amira Ben-Salem

Amira wandered through the ruins of her neighborhood.

Her little brothers had been dragged away by shadow creatures during the collapse.

Her mother had lost her mind. Amira, quiet, walked between corpses trying not to be noticed.

One night, in a dark alley, surrounded by shadows... she heard whispers. Sweet and dangerous ancient voices.

From the darkness came a woman with eyes as black as the abyss and hair like serpents —

Lilith, lady of secrets.

"You see what others do not. The night shall embrace you. You will be the knife between the ribs of the world."

The shadow embraced Amira.

She vanished for a second — and returned, breathing deeply, lighter… and more dangerous.

🔹 SS Talent: True Shadow

Complete invisibility within darkness.

Can absorb memories and secrets through touch.

Critical damage massively increased when attacking from the shadows.

CHINA – Liang Qing

Liang stood before the shattered gates of his martial academy.

His master had been crushed while protecting the students.

He had survived by hiding beneath corpses.

He felt like a coward — weeping in the mud, begging the heavens for redemption.

The heavens answered.

A thunderclap roared.

A colossal shadow descended from the clouds: a translucent dragon with golden eyes.

The Celestial Dragon of a Thousand Skies spoke:

"Child of the in-between, your weakness is fleeting. Your will shall be your rise."

Liang's chest began to glow.

Scales formed along his back. His blood burned — the blood of ancient kings.

🔹 SS Talent: Blood of the Celestial Dragon

Power scales with willpower.

Temporary draconic form with massive stat boosts.

Supernatural regeneration and resistance to most magic.

RUSSIA – Ivan Kozlov

Ivan had been locked in a psychiatric hospital, abandoned by his family.

He survived the collapse alone in his cell, feeding on rats.

When the power died, darkness surrounded him… but he felt no fear.

Darkness was all he had ever known.

A cutting cold descended from the ceiling.

The floor froze.

A hooded figure made of ice and shadows appeared —

Morozko, the ancient spirit of eternal winter.

"You are already ice. Now, become the blade."

The wall shattered.

Ivan walked out for the first time in years — and everything he touched froze.

🔹 SS Talent: Heart of Immortal Ice

Immune to mental and emotional effects.

Can locally freeze time for up to 3 seconds.

Emits a freezing aura that grows stronger with rage.

BRAZIL – Tomás Chicano

Tomás had always been a wanderer.

Never stayed in one place.

His parents died early, and he roamed from state to state, dodging responsibility.

He was on a beach in Salvador when the tower fell.

He ran like everyone else, but instead of screaming, he laughed — something in the chaos made sense.

Then a crossroads appeared before him where none had existed.

A laugh echoed.

A man dressed in traditional African garb, with a wide grin, extended his hand:

Exu, the guardian of paths.

"You've been walking since the womb, boy. Now it's time to open paths for others."

Tomás stepped into the crossroads.

When he came out… everything made sense.

🔹 SS Talent: Dominion of Paths

Can cross any barrier, physical or spiritual.

Always finds the "best path" toward his goals.

Extremely resistant to seals, traps, and magical mazes.

The Tower had not yet called them.

But the gods had already made their choices.

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