As the sun dipped behind the towers of Dragon Castle, a sudden electric shimmer split the air above the trial grounds. Sasha's voice blasted through the castle wide rune comms...
"⚠️ Magical displacement detected. Someone just hacked the maze system. I...what the fuck.."
And in a blinding flash, three bodies slammed into the flagstone of the private viewing deck like fate dropped a mic.
🔥 Veena Sahl — Blood-soaked banshee of fire with murder in her eyes and zero patience.
❄️ Torvax Korr — Ice-born juggernaut with frostbitten fists and the emotional depth of a glacier.
🌫️ Nyxar Veyne — Silent shadow assassin who stepped out of a mirror and into your nightmares.
They'd found the crown shard, they'd touched it together, and it yeeted them straight to Rhiannan's side.
"Well fuck me gently with a cursed blade," Veena muttered. "We in the queen's court?"
"I'm hungry," said Torvax.
"...Nice chairs," Nyxar whispered, eyeing the plush throne next to Rhiannan.
📊 SASHA'S OFFICIAL TRIAL DAY 2 RECAP
> 💀 Total Contestants Entered Today: 4,207
⚔️ Killed by Maze Traps/Beasts: 802
🚫 Eliminated (injured or disqualified): 1,125
✅ Survivors Proceeding to Final Survival Trial: 2,280
💎 Crown Touchers (Auto Advanced & Teleported):
🔥 Veena Sahl
❄️ Torvax Korr
🌫️ Nyxar Veyne
🧠 FAENET COMMENTARY IS UNHINGED
🗯️ @QueenBitch: "Did the maze just spit out three boss bitches into the VIP lounge? I'm unwell."
🗯️ @MageMama69: "Sasha screaming 'wtf' is the exact mood I need in my life."
🗯️ @TrialWatcher69: "Did they win or did they just break everything??"
🗯️ @CrownMeDaddy: "NYXAR IS MY EMOTIONAL SUPPORT KILLER."
🗯️ @TorvaxSimp69: "He just said he was hungry. I will give this man soup and my entire life."
🗯️ @VeenaVibes: "That bitch is on FIRE literally and metaphorically."
The sun bleeds gold across the Dragon Castle towers as torches ignite with magical flame, casting glowing runes into the air. Long enchanted tables stretch through the grand courtyard, overflowing with:
✨ Roasted wildfowl wrapped in spell charred leaves
✨ Glowing faeberry pies that pulse softly with starlight
✨ Liquor brewed by centaur monks that gets even dragons tipsy
Rhiannan, draped in goddess-blessed silks and bare feet in the grass, steps up on the table, lifts her goblet, and booms magically amplified words through the courtyard and beyond...Faenet streaming live.
"To the fallen...we honor you. Your names are carved in the stars.
To the living...eat, fuck, and raise hell while you can.
This is not the end.
This is just the goddamn beginning."
She slams back her drink. The entire courtyard erupts into chants of her name as her power flares and a sacred spiral of magic rises skyward, marking the second divine burial site. The gods are watching....and trembling.
The Six + The God-Tiers + Reyna – The VIP Table
Reyna sits awkwardly between Nyxar and Veena, her datapad forgotten on the table, her goblet untouched.
Veena is sharpening a fork and stabbing it casually into a glowing meat pie.
Nyxar stares at everyone like he's already predicted their deaths.
But it's Torvax who draws attention.
He hasn't eaten.
His breath is shaky.
His ice blue skin is flushed.
His eyes? Locked on Reyna like she's the last warm fire in a frozen realm.
The table quiets slightly, side eyes flashing.
Kaleb: "You good, Frostbite?"
Sable: "If he growls one more time I'm snapping his neck."
Elisha (smirking): "Don't be jealous he's not staring at you, demon."
Reyna stiffens. Her cheeks are scarlet now. She shifts in her seat, trying not to look at Torvax but her heartbeat's pounding like a war drum.
Torvax suddenly stands, his chair toppling behind him.
He drops to one knee. His voice breaks.
"...Mate. You're my fucking mate."
SILENCE.
Sasha's voice crackles in Faenet's feed.
"Well, shit. That escalated."
🗯️ @WeStanFate: "WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK TORVAX GET UP SHE'S A VIRGIN"
🗯️ @Veena4Life: "I KNEW that icy bastard had a soft spot."
🗯️ @ReynaSimpOfficial: "Y'all she better not run we need her notes for Trial Day 3!"
🗯️ @ShitGotFated: "Not Torvax getting on his damn knees I'm CRYING."
🗯️ @DragonDaddyLover: "ELISHA WHISPERED 'we knew it'...RELEASE THE TAPES."
🗯️ @ThisIsSoFae'dUp: "Is it hot in here or is the mate bond live and raw???"
The moment Torvax whispers "Mate," the entire table goes silent...but Rhiannan? She leaps up, clapping her hands like a delighted goddess child who just witnessed destiny manifest.
"OH. MY. FUCKING. STARS. THIS IS THE MOMENT."
She grabs Reyna by the shoulders, eyes wide.
"Is this what you want, baby? Because I'll chain his ass in the dungeon if it ain't."
Reyna blinks..heart racing, body buzzing like a struck tuning fork...and slowly nods, voice barely a whisper.
"I...I don't know why but… yeah. I want him. I feel him."
Torvax growls. Low. Guttural. Ancient.
"She's mine."
The stars above twinkle brighter than ever as the two walk in silence past the whispering trees and glowing fireflies. Runes pulse along the garden paths, responding to the energy between them.
Reyna stops near a patch of glowing moss and speaks softly.
"What now? Do we just..mate and magic explodes?"
Torvax chuckles, voice gravel and thunder.
"No, sweetling. First I worship you."
He doesn't just kiss her...he claims her mouth with hunger that's centuries old. His massive body hovers over hers, shielding her from the night air. His claws shred her robe with carelessness, leaving her naked beneath the stars.
His hands explore her curves, memorizing them, his voice vibrating against her throat.
"You're mine now. You feel that? You're mine, and I'm yours. Forever."
Reyna's voice is ragged, breathless.
"Then take me. Right fucking here."
And oh, he does.
His tongue travels down her trembling body like a comet through the heavens, circling her nipples before moving lower.
She gasps as he spreads her legs wide, growling at the sight of her slick folds.
Two thick fingers slide inside, slow, then rough, his mouth devouring her clit as she arches off the ground.
She screams his name, her hands tangled in his snowy white hair as her orgasm slams into her like a divine quake.
Torvax snarls, "I need to be inside you—now."
He doesn't wait for permission again...because she's grabbing him, pulling him close, begging.
"Please. Fuck me like I'm yours."
And gods, he does.
Torvax slams into her with one thrust, burying himself deep. Her back arches. Her cries mix with his growls. The mating mark sears onto both their skin, golden fire crackling in the air.
"Say it," he pants, pounding into her.
"Say you're mine."
"I'm yours, Torvax. Fuck, I'm yours."
They finish together, shaking, raw, gasping...and the stars above flare. A pulse of mate bond magic explodes around them, casting light through the gardens as Faenet briefly glitches from the power surge.
Back at the Castle – A Faenet Comment Scrolls Across the Screen:
🗯️ @MidnightPerverts:
"Soooo… did anyone else feel that orgasm across the fuckin' continent or…"