Chapter 18 – Ash and Ember
The world smelled of ash and blood.
Thick smoke drifted through the clearing, turning the horizon into a blur of molten orange and black. The Boar King's carcass had stopped twitching hours ago, but its death lingered in the air — hot, heavy, and impossible to forget.
Shin trudged through the ruined forest with Vaibhav slung over his back. His steps were uneven, boots crunching over glassed soil and smoldering roots.
"You heavy f—er…" he muttered under his breath, but his voice shook, betraying the fear beneath his sarcasm. "You better wake up soon, man. My spine's gonna sue you."
Beside him, Alicia walked silently. Her once-white cloak was torn and stained with soot, her hair clinging to her neck in damp strands. Every so often, her gaze flicked toward Vaibhav's chest, watching the faint, steady rise and fall.
The silence between them wasn't peace. It was exhaustion — the kind that seeps into your bones after surviving something that shouldn't have been possible.
The forest thinned after a while, giving way to a lakeside clearing.
A calm body of water stretched before them — Emberfall Lake — glowing faintly red from the molten streams feeding into it beneath the surface. Wisps of steam rose in elegant curls, carrying the scent of scorched minerals and something faintly sweet.
Shin finally lowered Vaibhav to the ground, collapsing beside him.
"Finally… lake water that won't try to kill us." He let out a weak laugh that ended in a cough.
Alicia knelt next to Vaibhav. She unstrapped her satchel, pulling out a few battered vials and pieces of cloth. Without a word, she began cleaning the burns along his arms and neck — places where molten blood had splashed him during the battle.
Her touch was careful, efficient. But her eyes lingered a moment too long on the faint green veins glowing beneath his skin. They pulsed once… twice… before fading again.
She said nothing.
Instead, she wrapped the wounds with a salve that shimmered cool blue under the fading light.
Shin watched her in silence for a while, arms crossed. Then, unable to hold it in any longer, he snorted.
"First he passes out mid-battle, then wakes up possessed, goes all black-eyed exorcist mode and finishes a Boar King with his bare hands. Now he gets a nap while we clean up. F*ckin' hacker."
Alicia glanced up, half-smiling despite herself. "You're handling this surprisingly well."
Shin shrugged. "If I don't laugh, I'll start screaming."
Hours passed.
The lake glowed brighter as dusk deepened, red and gold light rippling across the water's surface. The faint hum of mana in the air soothed their frayed nerves. Somewhere in the distance, the forest began to breathe again — insects chirping cautiously, embers dying in the ash.
Then, Vaibhav stirred.
His fingers twitched. His lips parted as if gasping for air after drowning.
Alicia leaned closer. "Vaibhav?"
His eyes opened slowly — calm, dazed, human.
For a second, confusion clouded his face. Then he frowned. "I… I blacked out. Did I… win?"
Alicia stared at him for a heartbeat before replying softly, "You didn't just win."
She glanced toward the distant treeline, where the Boar King's corpse still lay like a small mountain of ash.
"You terrified it."
Vaibhav blinked. "Terrified?"
He tried to sit up, wincing at the pain that shot through his ribs. "I don't remember anything. Just heat. Then—nothing."
Shin handed him a flask of water. "You missed quite the show, buddy. Remind me never to make you angry."
Before Vaibhav could answer, a faint chime echoed in his mind — crisp, metallic, like glass striking steel.
> [Beast Spirit Acquired: Crimson Horn Boar King]
[Rank: Mutated Mythic]
[+6 Mutated Mythic Power Points Gained]
A ghostly crimson sigil appeared for a moment above his hand — the mark of the slain beast, shaped like a spiraling tusk wreathed in flame — before fading into his skin.
Vaibhav stared blankly. "Beast… Spirit?"
Then another pulse hit — deep and green this time, faint light glowing from his chest. His breath hitched.
> [System Recalibrating…]
[+2 Transcendent Power Points Gained]
Alicia looked up sharply.
The glow beneath his shirt wasn't crimson like before — it was green. The same iridescent shimmer she had senced during the Hawkling kill.
Vaibhav clutched his chest, wincing. The light pulsed stronger, like a heartbeat, before fading into his skin again.
"I… I don't understand. Why does this keep happening?"
Shin frowned. "What keeps happening?"
Vaibhav blinked at him. "You didn't see that?"
"See what? You mean that chest-glow rave thing?" Shin laughed, trying to lighten the air, but Alicia wasn't smiling.
Her pupils had narrowed, a faint tremor running through her fingers. She didn't see it — she felt it, like an unseen pulse brushing against her soul. A whisper she couldn't quite hear.
When the glow finally disappeared, Alicia exhaled and looked at him.
"That energy again…"
Vaibhav turned to her slowly. "You saw it too?"
She shook her head. "No… I felt it."
The silence that followed was heavy — filled with too many questions and too few answers.
Night came quietly.
The crimson reflection of the lake shimmered beneath a bleeding sky. Small, floating flame-lotuses drifted across the water's surface, glowing like scattered stars.
The trio made a small camp by the lakeside. Alicia leaned against a rock, silent, staring at the reflection of fire in the waves. Shin busied himself building a small cooking stand out of broken metal shards and vines.
He caught a pair of flickering fish — translucent, ember-finned creatures that swam through molten streams — and held them proudly in the air.
"I call this Hot Sushi Style!" he declared, grinning. "You catch it, cook it, and regret it all at once."
Vaibhav chuckled softly, shaking his head. "I'll pass."
Alicia's lips twitched. "At least he's consistent."
The warmth of the small moment made the chaos of earlier feel distant — like a nightmare fading with dawn. But beneath that fragile calm, something darker coiled unseen.
Vaibhav stood a few meters away from the fire, facing the water. His reflection rippled in the crimson waves — hair disheveled, eyes half-lidded, body scarred and bandaged.
He began moving slowly — stretches, breathing exercises. Then, without realizing it, his movements grew sharper.
His fists cut through the air, his steps flowed like water. The sequence was smooth… too smooth.
Every pivot, every strike carried a ghostly echo — a faint afterimage that followed half a second behind.
Alicia watched quietly.
There was grace in his form — and danger. Every few motions, his hand would twitch unnaturally, like his body remembered something his mind didn't.
He didn't notice.
But she did.
And it frightened her more than she wanted to admit.
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Later, when the fire burned low and the air cooled, Shin dozed off mid-sentence, sprawled beside the remains of his "hot sushi."
Alicia remained awake, eyes tracing the faint patterns Vaibhav's movements left in the dust. She could feel the residual heat lingering in the air — but it wasn't flame. It was something emptier.
Vaibhav finally stopped, chest rising and falling with quiet exhaustion. He turned toward her.
"You're staring again."
Alicia didn't deny it. "You're… different. The way you move. It's like you're fighting someone I can't see."
He hesitated. "Maybe I am."
They fell silent. The lake rippled gently, and the red aurorae overhead shimmered like burning silk.
For the first time since the fight, Alicia let herself breathe.
She looked at the man who had felled a monster by becoming something else entirely — and wondered whether what had awakened in him was power… or something far worse.
The glow of the flame-lotuses flickered against her face as she whispered, almost to herself,
"Something's watching you, Vaibhav."
He looked down at the water. His reflection rippled, splitting for just a moment — one image smiling faintly, the other expressionless, eyes dark.
When he looked again, it was gone.
By the time dawn touched the horizon, the world was quiet again. The ashes of battle were far behind them, the crimson lake calm and still.
But the silence was not peace.
It was waiting.