For the first time in generations, the Fate Exchange was afraid.
Not of Danny.
Not even of death.
But of the child growing inside Claire—the prophesied Heir of Broken Chains.
As the full moon rose over the coastal town, an unnatural storm gathered above them.
The sky cracked open, the same way it had when the Architect descended—but this time, something even older, even more dangerous, approached.
From the swirling maelstrom, the Council of Chains descended—seven ethereal enforcers of the oldest laws of Fate, their bodies composed entirely of living contracts and burning runes.
Each step they took left blackened footprints across reality itself.
And their target was clear:
The unborn child.
Danny stood atop the cliffs overlooking the sea, the winds howling around him, Claire sheltered behind a protective circle of salt and iron.
His heart thundered, his fists clenched.
He had no weapons, no powers left.
But he had one thing the Fate Exchange could never control—a father's will to protect.
The First Enforcer stepped forward.
His voice echoed across the cliffs like the tolling of a funeral bell.
"Agent Wong. The time has come. Surrender the child, and you may live."
Danny took one step forward, his voice low but unshakable.
"I'm done making deals."
The Enforcer's hollow eyes flared with crimson light.
"Then you will die. And so will she."
With a deafening roar, the Enforcers launched their attack.
Chains lashed out from their bodies, glowing red-hot, cracking through the air toward Claire's protective circle.
Danny moved before he could think, intercepting the first strike with his bare hands.
The chains wrapped around his arms, burning into his flesh, but he didn't let go.
Through the agony, he pulled—ripped the chains apart with sheer force of will.
The Enforcers recoiled.
"Impossible. You should not be able to break our bonds."
Danny smirked, blood dripping from his burned hands.
"You don't understand, do you? This isn't about contracts. This is about something you've never had…"
He turned back to Claire, who was now standing, her hands gently glowing with a soft, golden light.
"…Hope."
Claire stepped forward, her belly glowing faintly with every heartbeat of their unborn child.
And then…
The impossible happened.
A pulse of energy burst from her, sending the Enforcers stumbling back.
One by one, their contract-bound forms shattered under the force of pure, untamed life energy.
The sky tore open again—this time, not by the Fate Exchange… but by something older and purer.
A radiant figure appeared in the heavens—half-human, half-light—its voice echoing through every plane of existence.
"The time of Fate's dominion is ending. The child will choose the path of all creation."
The Enforcers fled into the void, their chains unraveling into dust.
Danny collapsed to his knees, exhausted, his heart pounding with overwhelming relief.
But before the sky sealed itself, one final whisper echoed through the night.
"The Architect may have fallen… but the True Master has not yet awakened."
Danny turned to Claire, who now glowed faintly with the strange, ancient energy of their child.
And in that moment, he realized…
**The war wasn't over.
It hadn't even begun.**
🎬 [End of Chapter 21 – Fate's True Enemy Rises Soon]
[Reader Interaction]
Would you stand beside Danny and face a war against the forces that control all reality… or run and hide, hoping to survive the storm?
"FIGHT! Fate must fall!"
"I'd hide. You can't fight destiny…"
Add to Library NOW! Next chapter: The Origin of the True Master of Fate is revealed. And it has ties to Danny's bloodline even he doesn't know about…