Capítulo 34: ### **Chapter 33: The Gathering Storm**
The air around me crackled with a tension that was almost palpable, as if the very world itself held its breath. I had made my decision, but the weight of it was heavier than I had anticipated. To fight, to stand against the forces that sought to reshape reality—it was no longer a matter of power. It was a matter of survival. But the real question was whether I was prepared to bear the consequences of that choice.
The path ahead was unclear, but one thing was certain: the storm was coming, and it would sweep through everything in its wake.
As I walked away from Elias, the cold night air cutting through my coat, I couldn't shake the feeling that I was being watched. I had become used to the idea that I wasn't alone—my enemies were always lurking, hidden in the shadows, waiting for the right moment to strike. But this time, it was different. There was a sense of urgency in the air, a growing presence that sent a shiver down my spine.
I paused, my senses sharpening. There, just beyond the street corner, a figure stood. It was too familiar, too calculated in its stillness.
"Always watching, aren't you?" I called out, my voice echoing off the empty buildings around me.
The figure stepped forward, its form emerging from the darkness. I knew immediately who it was—Seraphina. A name I had hoped would stay in the past, one that carried with it the scent of old betrayals and darker memories. But there she stood, her eyes gleaming with the same cold precision that had always defined her.
"Don't flatter yourself, Klaus's heir," Seraphina said, her voice smooth and indifferent. "I'm not here for you. I'm here for what you're about to unleash."
I frowned, my eyes narrowing. "What I'm about to unleash?" I echoed, unable to hide the edge of disbelief in my voice. "I'm not sure what you're talking about. But if you think you can just walk up to me and make demands, you've miscalculated."
Seraphina's lips curled into a slight smile, but there was no humor in it. "You've already made the choice, haven't you? To fight. To embrace the darkness and the power it gives you. You think you're in control, that you're calling the shots. But you're not. You never have been."
I stepped closer, my gaze unwavering. "And who says that? You? The one who betrayed me before? The one who thought they could manipulate me?"
She didn't flinch, her posture as composed as ever. "I've learned a few things since then, Klaus's heir. Things you're about to learn the hard way. You think the rift is the key? That power is the answer? You're wrong. It's just the beginning of something much worse."
Her words hit me like a blow, and for a brief moment, doubt flickered in my mind. What did she know that I didn't? What had she seen that I had missed?
"You don't know what you're dealing with," Seraphina continued, her eyes darkening with a deep, foreboding knowledge. "Once you open that rift fully, once you step into the abyss, there's no going back. You think you can control it, but the truth is, it will control you. You'll lose yourself, Klaus's heir. You'll become something else—something unrecognizable."
I shook my head, unwilling to show weakness. "I'm not afraid of the darkness, Seraphina. It's what I was born from. And I'll use it to protect what's mine."
Her smile faded, her eyes locking with mine in a way that sent an uncomfortable chill down my spine. "You're so certain, aren't you? So sure of your power. But mark my words—when the storm hits, you won't be able to stop it. Not alone. You'll need more than just your power to win this fight."
I didn't answer immediately, but the doubt gnawed at me, just enough to make my thoughts swirl. "And what exactly is it that you want, Seraphina? If you think you can just walk in here and lecture me, then you're mistaken."
She tilted her head, studying me with those calculating eyes. "I'm not here to lecture you, Klaus's heir. I'm here because there's something you're missing. Something you don't understand about the rift. About the forces you're about to awaken."
I held my ground, my fists clenched at my sides. "Then enlighten me," I said, my tone sharp. "What exactly do I need to understand?"
Seraphina's gaze darkened even further, her lips parting as though she was preparing to speak something truly dangerous. "The rift isn't just a doorway to power, Klaus's heir. It's a prison. A prison that holds something far worse than the entity you've been warned about. The rift is a containment vessel, a seal that was meant to hold back something so dangerous, so destructive, that even the most powerful beings in existence were afraid to let it escape. And you're about to break that seal."
I took a step back, my heart pounding in my chest. A prison? A seal? My mind raced as her words sank in. All this time, I had believed the rift to be the source of the power I sought to control, to reshape the world. But now, Seraphina was telling me it was a prison—a prison holding something far worse than anything I had imagined.
"Why are you telling me this now?" I demanded, my voice shaking with anger and confusion. "What's your game, Seraphina? Are you trying to warn me, or are you trying to stop me?"
Her eyes softened for the briefest moment, though the edge of danger remained in her expression. "I'm trying to save you, Klaus's heir. From yourself. From the storm you're about to unleash. The forces you're dealing with are far beyond anything you can control. Even you can't stop them once they're free."
I turned away, my mind racing as I tried to process everything she had just revealed. Was she right? Had I been so blinded by my own ambitions that I hadn't stopped to consider the true nature of the rift? What was it really holding back?
"Then what do you want me to do?" I asked, my voice quieter now, as though I was considering her words for the first time. "Tell me. How do I stop this before it's too late?"
Seraphina's gaze grew intense, and for the first time, I saw a flicker of something akin to sincerity in her eyes. "You can't stop it alone," she said. "The rift must be sealed. But to do that, you'll need allies—ones who understand the nature of the rift, who know how to manipulate it without losing themselves in the process. And most importantly, you'll need to trust those who have walked the path before you."
I turned back to her, my expression hardening. "You want me to trust you?" I asked, incredulous. "After everything you've done?"
Seraphina didn't flinch, her expression unwavering. "Trust isn't about the past, Klaus's heir. It's about the future. The choices we make today will determine what happens tomorrow. You can choose to ignore my warning, to continue down this path of destruction, or you can listen and make the right choice. But know this: you won't have another chance if you fail."
The weight of her words pressed down on me, and for the first time in my life, I truly felt the enormity of the power I was about to unleash. The rift wasn't just a tool for power—it was a volatile, dangerous force that could undo everything, if not handled with care. And yet, Seraphina's warning came with a price—one I wasn't sure I was willing to pay.
"Tell me what I need to do," I said, my voice steady now, but with a trace of uncertainty. "Tell me how to fix this."
Seraphina nodded slowly, her eyes never leaving mine. "There is a place—a hidden realm—where the rift can be sealed. But to reach it, you must travel through the heart of the rift itself. And once you do, you may never return. The forces within it will test you, and they will not hesitate to tear you apart if you are not prepared."
I felt my heart race as she spoke. The risks were immense, but the stakes were even higher. The rift was no longer just a choice between power and destruction. It was a doorway to something much darker, something that could unravel everything.
"And who will help me?" I asked, my voice low and dangerous. "Who can I trust to walk into the heart of the rift with me?"
Seraphina's smile was small, but her eyes were full of an unsettling knowledge. "You will have to find them. You'll know them when the time comes. But you must act quickly. Time is running out."
And with that, she was gone, slipping back into the shadows as if she had never been there at all.
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The stage was set. I had learned that the rift was not just a tool of destruction but a prison holding something far worse. The path ahead was uncertain, and the forces at play were beyond my understanding. But one thing was clear: I had to find a way to stop it, to seal the rift before it was too late.
But the more I thought about it, the more I realized that nothing about this would be simple. Every decision, every move
I made, would have consequences—ones that I might not be able to reverse.
As the storm gathered, I knew that I would need allies, and I would need to confront the darkness within me. Because the greatest battle of all wasn't against the forces outside—it was against the power that I had awakened within myself.
And the question that lingered in my mind was simple: would I survive it?
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