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THE FORSAKEN-

CHAPTER 2.5 : WHISPERS OF THE UNKNOWN

CHAPTER 2.5 : WHISPERS OF THE UNKNOWN

Apr 08, 2025

Elias found himself in the school's library, sitting in the quietest corner he could find. His mind was spiraling.


He needed answers.


Pulling out all books on magic history and all archives on computer, he searched for anything related to visions, awakenings, or prophecies. But most of what he found was generic-signs of an awakening, common abilities, different tiers of magic users. Nothing explained what was happening to him.


Until one link in computer of library caught his eye.


"The Forsaken: Those Who Were Never Meant to Awaken"
His stomach tightened. He hesitated before clicking on it.
The page was old, buried deep in forgotten archives. It spoke of rare cases-people who had awakenings that weren't blessed by the gods. Those whose powers didn't align with normal magic. People who saw things that shouldn't be seen, who touched the fabric of reality in ways others couldn't.


It called them the Forsaken.


Elias felt a cold sweat run down his neck. He read further.


"The Forsaken are not chosen by the gods. They are claimed by something else."
Something else?
Elias's hands trembled as he scrolled down. The article continued.
"Throughout history, the Forsaken have been feared. Their awakenings come with visions, voices, and an overwhelming presence of darkness. Many have been driven mad. Others... have become monsters."


His breath caught in his throat.
Was this what was happening to him?
A shadow flickered at the edge of his vision. Elias's head snapped up.
In the reflection of the library window, he saw it.
A figure. Tall. Shrouded in darkness. Red eyes glowing like embers.
It was standing right behind him.
Elias spun around, but-
There was nothing there.
Just empty air.


But in the silence of the library, a voice whispered in his ear.
"You are not meant for the light."


Elias's blood ran cold.
He wasn't just awakening.
He was becoming something else.


Elias sat frozen in the library chair, his breath shallow. The words from the article echoed in his head.

"The Forsaken are not chosen by the gods. They are claimed by something else."

And the whisper-"You are not meant for the light."

The weight of it pressed against his chest like an unseen force. He clenched his fists, trying to push away the fear creeping into his mind. Was he imagining it? Was this all just some twisted dream brought on by stress?

Before he could spiral any further, the chair across from him scraped against the floor. Someone had sat down.

"Didn't take you for the library type, Elias."

He looked up, and for a brief moment, his mind went blank.

Faith Lockhart.

Her sharp green eyes were locked onto him, her expression unreadable. She rested her chin on one hand, casually flipping through a book with the other. Her dark auburn hair fell over her shoulder in loose waves. Even in the dim lighting of the library, she stood out-calm, confident, and completely out of place in this eerie silence.

Elias forced himself to act normal. "Uh... yeah, well. Trying something new, I guess."

Faith arched an eyebrow. "Right. Because 'something new' for you involves sitting in the darkest corner of the library, looking like you've seen a ghost."

Elias hesitated. "I... just needed some quiet."

Faith didn't seem convinced, but she let it slide. "Well, at least you're away from Logan and his goons. I saw them in the cafeteria still talking about you."

Elias groaned, rubbing his temples. "Of course, he is."

Faith smirked. "Logan's an idiot. He's been obsessed with his 'normal-tier awakening' like he's some kind of prodigy." She leaned back in her chair. "Honestly, I don't get the whole obsession with rankings. It's all just power politics."

Elias glanced at her. "Easy for you to say. You awakened last year."

Faith shrugged. "Normal-tier isn't that impressive. People treat it like a big deal, but it's just better than average."

"Still better than nothing," Elias muttered.

Faith tilted her head slightly, studying him. "You really think that?"

Elias hesitated. "It's just... what if I don't awaken? Or worse, what if I get something useless? Logan's already a pain. I don't need another reason for people to-" He stopped himself.

Faith's expression softened. "You don't need to prove yourself to anyone, Elias."

Something about the way she said it made his chest tighten. He opened his mouth to respond, but before he could-

Faith's eyes flickered past him.

Elias turned slightly, following her gaze toward the library entrance. Logan had just walked in, flanked by his two usual lackeys.

"Great," Elias muttered under his breath. "He's probably here to-"

But then he noticed something odd.

Logan wasn't looking at him. He was scanning the room, his expression tense. Almost... wary.

Elias frowned. That's new.

Logan always walked around like he owned the place. But now, it was like he was expecting something.

And then-

The lights flickered.

For a split second, the shadows in the corners of the room stretched unnaturally, twisting toward Elias. The air turned cold.

And then it was gone.

Faith shivered, rubbing her arms. "Did it just get colder in here?"

Elias swallowed. "Yeah. I think so."


Logan seemed to notice it too. His eyes darted around before he shook his head and walked further into the library.

Elias forced himself to stay calm.

He couldn't ignore it anymore.

Something was happening to him. Something wrong.

And he had a feeling it wasn't going to stop.

The flickering lights returned to normal, and Elias forced himself to take a deep breath. Faith was still watching him, but she didn't say anything.


He didn't know how to explain it-hell, he didn't even understand it himself. But something was happening. And judging by Carter's odd behavior, it wasn't just in his head.


Still, Elias knew one thing for certain. If anyone else noticed, they wouldn't just brush it off.
The government sure as hell wouldn't.

The Arcane Council - Central Headquarters


Far from the school, deep within the heart of the city, a high-rise tower loomed over the skyline. This was The Arcane Council, the governing body that oversaw all magic users. It was where the most powerful sorcerers in the world gathered-those who controlled how magic was used, who was trained, and most importantly, who was dangerous.


In a dimly lit chamber, a meeting was underway.
A massive round table stretched across the room, its surface carved with ancient symbols that pulsed faintly with energy. Twelve figures sat around it, each representing different regions and factions of the magical world. Some wore sleek, modern suits, while others were draped in traditional mage robes. But they all had one thing in common-the weight of authority in their gazes.


At the head of the table sat Chancellor Alden Graves, an older man with graying hair and sharp, calculating eyes. He tapped his fingers against the table as he listened to the report being read aloud.


"...Unusual activity detected in the western district. Temperature drops, electrical disturbances, and minor reality distortions reported at multiple locations."
A younger council member, a woman with short silver hair, leaned forward. "Could be an uncontrolled awakening."


Alden nodded slowly. "Perhaps." He turned to another council member. "What about the surveillance teams?"


A man in dark robes adjusted his glasses. "We've picked up faint traces of Shadow Affinity magic, but nothing conclusive. It's inconsistent-almost as if it's not fully formed yet."
The room fell silent for a moment.


Then, another voice spoke-deep and authoritative. "That would be impossible."
The speaker was Lord Varies, a Supreme-tier sorcerer known for his ruthlessness. He leaned forward, his piercing violet eyes scanning the room. "Shadow Affinity magic has not surfaced in over a century. It is a lost power-one that was eradicated for a reason."


Another council member, an older woman, frowned. "And yet, we are seeing the signs."
Varies exhaled, fingers tightening against the table. "If it is a Shadow user..." His voice dropped. "Then we have a problem."


The tension in the room thickened.
Everyone here knew what that meant.
If Shadow Affinity magic had returned-if someone had awakened it-then there was only one possibility.


A Forsaken had been Chosen.
And that was something the Council could not allow.
Alden finally spoke again, his voice even. "Deploy an investigation team. Discreetly." His gaze darkened. "If a Forsaken has truly appeared... we must act before it's too late."


Back at the School

 


Elias sat at his desk, staring blankly at his notebook. The feeling from earlier hadn't faded-it was like a presence at the edge of his mind, whispering, watching.


Faith glanced at him from across the classroom but didn't say anything. Logan, on the other hand, was still acting strange. He kept shifting in his seat, his usual cocky attitude dimmed.
And then-
Elias' vision shifted.
Just for a second.


The classroom flickered-normal one moment, then dark and ruined the next. The windows cracked, shadows spread across the walls, and a twisted, skeletal throne loomed in the distance. Flames consumed the world outside.


And in the throne's seat-
A figure.
Watching him.


Elias gasped, and the vision snapped away.
The classroom was back to normal.
Dante frowned. "Elias?"

He didn't answer.
Because deep down, he knew.
This wasn't just an awakening.
This was something much, much worse.

The weight of the vision still lingered as Elias sat motionless at his desk. His fingers twitched, his breath shallow. The burning city, the shadows swallowing the world, the throne-it felt too real to be just a hallucination.


He clenched his fists beneath the desk. What the hell is happening to me?


A low hum filled the classroom as the teacher's voice droned on, but Elias could barely process a word.

But before he could dwell on it further-
BZZZZT!


The classroom lights flickered.
The air turned cold.


A few students shifted uncomfortably, and the teacher paused mid-sentence. "What the...?"

A ripple of unease passed through the room as a strange presence settled over them. Elias felt it instantly-a crawling sensation, like unseen eyes were watching him from every shadow.
And then-
The door slammed open.


A man in a long coat strode inside, his expression grim. His presence alone was enough to silence the room. The teacher blinked in shock. "Excuse me, who are-"


"Elias Carter." The man's deep voice cut through the air like a blade. "Come with me."
Elias' stomach dropped.


Carter...?



Dante tensed beside him, Logan's expression darkened, his jaw tightening.
Elias swallowed. "Why?"


The man didn't answer. Instead, he stepped forward and reached into his coat, pulling out a sleek, silver badge etched with an emblem-a spiral eclipse.


The Hunter's Mark.

The class erupted into murmurs.


"Wait, that's-" "Isn't that the Arcane Council's investigation unit?" "Why would they be here?"
The teacher raised a hand. "Sir, I don't know what this is about, but-"
The investigator cut him off. "Official Council business. Step aside."


Elias' pulse pounded in his ears.


This wasn't normal. Students didn't get called in by the Council unless they were in serious trouble.


Or worse...
Unless they were suspected of being something dangerous.
Dante's voice was low. "Elias... you don't have to-"
"I'll go," Elias said quickly.


There was no point in resisting. Not when the Arcane Hunters were involved.
He stood, feeling every pair of eyes in the room on him. Faith's included.


As he walked toward the door, the man in the coat turned, leading him out into the hallway. The moment the door shut behind them, Elias spoke.


"What's this about?"

The man kept walking. "You already know."
Elias' hands clenched. "No, I don't."


The investigator stopped. He turned slowly, his piercing gray eyes locking onto Elias'.
"There was a disturbance," he said. "A dark disturbance."
Elias felt his blood run cold.


"People reported flickering lights, temperature drops, and reality distortions." The man's gaze sharpened. "All centered around you."


Elias opened his mouth, but no words came out.
The investigator leaned in slightly. "Tell me, Elias. Have you been experiencing... visions?"
Elias' heart skipped a beat.


The burning city. The throne. The whisper in his mind.
He had.
And they knew.
He forced himself to stay calm. "Why does that matter?"
The investigator studied him, then exhaled. "Because there are only two things that cause those kinds of disturbances."


"An uncontrolled Supreme awakening."
Elias held his breath.
"Or the emergence of a Forsaken."
The word hit like a hammer.


Forsaken. The ones who weren't chosen by the gods. The ones born from something else.
The ones the Council hunted down.


Elias' mind raced. He had felt it. The creeping darkness, the visions, the whisper of something ancient stirring inside him.


But he wasn't a Forsaken. He couldn't be.
Could he?


The investigator straightened. "We're taking you in for evaluation. You will not resist."
Elias took a slow breath. He didn't have a choice.


"Fine."


But deep inside, a single thought burned.
I don't trust them.


And if what he saw in his visions was true...
They shouldn't trust him either.

 

END OF CHAPTER 2 : WHISPERS OF THE UNKNOWN,

Thank you, for reading.

TO BE CONTINUED...

CHAPTER 3: THE CHAINS OF FATE .....soon.

 



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ELIAS is an ordinary high school student, unawakened and overlooked in a world where power defines status. His best friend, Dante, keeps him grounded, , Elias uncovers terrifying truths about himself, the gods, and a forgotten prophecy. His journey will challenge everything he believes in, and as his powers grow, so does the fear of what he might become.
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