Chapter 115: The One You Abandoned
Xefariel shoved Miexha into the empty cell opposite Jayson's and snapped her wrists into iron cuffs above her head. The chains lifted her onto her toes, straining her limbs, stealing her breath.
With a flick of Xefariel's fingers—
Click.
His shackles fell open.
"Go on," Xefariel said sweetly, tilting her head.
"Run to her."
For a second—he didn't move. Like he didn't trust it.
"M-Miexha..." His voice cracked, raw from silence and suffering.
He took a step.
Another—
Then—
The floor screamed.
Electricity surged upward.
Jayson's body seized violently—muscles locking, back arching as the current tore through him. He collapsed hard, slamming against the steel with a sickening crack.
Smoke curled from his skin.
"JAYSON!"
Miexha's scream ripped through the corridor.
Xefariel laughed. high and gleeful. The echo clattered down the sterile halls like shattered glass.
"Oh, come on," she said, stepping forward.
"You didn't actually think I'd make this easy, did you?"
She grabbed Jayson by the throat and lifted him effortlessly.
Like he weighed nothing.
Miexha choked on her own breath.
Jayson looked older. Ravaged. His face gaunt, skin pale, muscles sunken, ribs visible. Dozens of scars—burns, gashes, surgical incisions—laced his body.
But his eyes.
Still burning.
Still him.
"Miexha..." he croaked, blood slipping past his lips.
"Don't... believe—"
SMACK.
His head snapped to the side.
Silence followed.
Then Xefariel turned.
The grin faded.
Her voice, when it returned, was barely human—torn between hatred and heartbreak.
"You have to choose, Mother," she whispered.
"Me... your monster of a daughter... or the Hero of Mankind."
Her eyes shimmered with something unspeakable.
"If you choose Jayson, I'll kill myself. Right here. You're free to go. But I won't promise the world outside will spare you."
A long breath. Bitter. Broken.
"But if you choose me... You stay. Forever. In this tomb. As my mother."
Her hands trembled.
"I already know your answer," Xefariel whispered, almost laughing.
"No one ever chooses me."
A tear slid down her cheek.
"They all look at me and see a weapon. A mistake. Something that should've never been born."
Her voice broke.
"I just... wanted someone to choose me. Just once."
Miexha's heart pounded.
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