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Chapters (66)
  1. PREFACE
  2. Full Page Image
  3. ONE
  4. TWO
  5. One week ago
  6. THREE
  7. Present day
  8. FOUR
  9. FIVE
  10. SIX
  11. SEVEN
  12. EIGHT
  13. NINE
  14. TEN
  15. ELEVEN
  16. TWELVE
  17. THIRTEEN
  18. FOURTEEN
  19. FIFTEEN
  20. SIXTEEN
  21. SEVENTEEN
  22. EIGHTEEN
  23. NINETEEN
  24. TWENTY
  25. TWENTY-ONE
  26. TWENTY-TWO
  27. TWENTY-THREE
  28. TWENTY-FOUR
  29. TWENTY-FIVE
  30. TWENTY-SIX
  31. TWENTY-SEVEN
  32. TWENTY-EIGHT
  33. TWENTY-NINE
  34. THIRTY
  35. THIRTY-ONE
  36. THIRTY-TWO
  37. THIRTY-THREE
  38. THIRTY-FOUR
  39. THIRTY-FIVE
  40. THIRTY-SIX
  41. THIRTY-SEVEN
  42. THIRTY-EIGHT
  43. THIRTY-NINE
  44. FORTY
  45. FORTY-ONE
  46. FORTY-TWO
  47. FORTY-THREE
  48. FORTY-FOUR
  49. FORTY-FIVE
  50. FORTY-SIX
  51. FORTY-SEVEN
  52. FORTY-EIGHT
  53. FORTY-NINE
  54. FIFTY
  55. FIFTY-ONE
  56. FIFTY-TWO
  57. FIFTY-THREE
  58. FIFTY-FOUR
  59. FIFTY-FIVE
  60. FIFTY-SIX
  61. FIFTY-SEVEN
  62. FIFTY-EIGHT
  63. FIFTY-NINE
  64. SIXTY
  65. SIXTY-ONE
  66. SIXTY-TWO

Yet our mirth quickly dissolves as I release a loud, startled scream, letting go of her hand and tripping on my feet. I fall back on my ass, staring wide-eyed at the translucent half-human, half-whatever-it-is thing in front of me. The torso resembles a young woman, but around the hips, the body is cut off, extending into a tail of sorts that doesn't touch the ground. She's floating, almost as if that tail was a cloud of smoke. She's a grayish color, wavering between a transparent white to a solid dark gray when her features are most pronounced.

"I think there's one more," I say as I point to the apparition, my voice trembling from the scare.

"That's not a soul," Ze steps forward, assessing the newcomer with curious eyes. "It's a wraith. They are used as messengers of the underworld," he explains before he sets his intense gaze on the wraith. "State your purpose," he commands her.

She floats in the air, her face serene and devoid of any emotion. It's just...blank.

"Congratulations. You have passed the first trial and are officially invited to join the second one. Is there anyone in your team who would like to withdraw?" she asks in a mechanical voice.

Ze turns to me, his eyes piercing.

"You." He points to me. "Now is the time for you to quit."

"W-what?" I burst out.

"You'll never survive in this, human. So quit while you can."

His words leave me flabbergasted. And here I was starting to warm up to him.

"No, thank you. I will not withdraw," I state firmly as I get to my feet.

"Noted," the wraith quips.

"Human," Ze addresses me in an exasperated tone, once more forgetting I actually have a name.

"Luce," I correct. "And I'm seeing this through. I wasn't useless in this round. I'm not going to bring the team down."

"Because I saved you," he fires back.

Well, I certainly can't argue with that.

"I helped," I repeat, pushing my chin up.

"The contestant has confirmed her position," the wraith continues. "What about you?" she asks the others.

Ze gives me a murderous look before he shifts his gaze to Thea.

"I'm in, too," she quickly adds.

And just like that, Cer and Ze confirm their participation, too.

"Congratulations," the wraith repeats in the same dry tone. "You can continue in the same formation or individually. How would you like to proceed?"

Before anyone can say anything, Ze responds.

"Same formation."

Thea and Cer raise their brows at him while I simply narrow my eyes, wanting to convey that I'm still mad at him.

"Noted. The second trial will take place in P'davi. You have until the end of the week to be present at the gates of P'davi for the convocation. You will be assigned your second trial upon arrival."

"P'davi?" I frown.

"It's another world," Thea whispers.

"But how will we get there?"