The Dragon King and His Fallen Star novel Chapter 179

Chapter 179: To Correct an Anomaly

KIERYGAN’S POV

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I kept flying upward. Long after Eirlys had vanished Even when the light and clouds had swallowed

every trace of her.

My wings beat furiously against the air, claws raking at nothing. I didn’t care that the sky burned around me, that the wind howled in my ears like cruel laughter. I roared until my throat tore raw, flames spilling from my chest in a desperate, feral blaze that could have set the heavens alight-if

they’d only let me.

But the sky didn’t burn.

It stayed cold. Still. Empty.

I reached for her through the bond. And felt only the echo of my own heart breaking.

I kept flying anyway-higher and higher, past the thinning clouds and into air too bitter to breathe.

My wings ached, muscles screaming, the world below shrinking into a blur. Still, I convinced myself

that if I flew far enough, fast enough, I could tear through whatever veil they’d dragged her behind.

But the air grew heavy. My lungs burned. My fire sputtered mid-roar. Darkness crept in at the edges

of my vision.

And when my wings finally gave out, I let them.

The wind roared past as I fell, the world rushing up to meet me. I didn’t fight it. What was the point?

If she burned, I would burn too. That was my promise.

I was too weak. My body could no longer sustain the beast. Midway through the fall, my wings became arms. Scales shrank. Bones snapped and reformed. The fire within me dimmed to

embers.

By the time I plunged through the clouds, I was no longer a dragon. Just a man, hurtling helplessly

toward the earth.

I braced for impact. For the shattering of bone and flesh. For the sweet relief of pain that might

quiet the storm inside me.

But it never came.

Instead, I felt the hum of magic-Ulyanna, Scylla, and a dozen other voices chanting in unison, threads of power catching me midair like invisible hands.

The earth met me not with violence, but with a whisper. When I finally lay still, I didn’t move. Couldn’t. My chest rose and fell in ragged breaths, the world spinning in a haze of smoke and grief.

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Then came the sound of footsteps-hurried, scraping against the dirt.

“Kierygan!” Ulyanna’s voice.

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Her trembling arms were around me before I could even lift my head. She said nothing. She didn’t

have to. There were no words for what had been taken.

I let her hold me, let her console me, my hands hanging limp at my sides.

Behind her, I heard the others gathering-the shuffle of armor, the heavy footfalls of Orryx, Callum,

Thorin. The soft scrape of Ashteryn’s axe. The rustle of Evander’s cloak as he knelt beside me.

I forced the words out. “Eirlys…” My voice cracked. She’s gone. They took her.”

Ulyanna paced in small circles behind me. “I know… we know,” she murmured. “We’re devastated

too.”

Evander extended a hand, his usual brightness gone, replaced by

he said softly.

ya rare gravity “Come on, brother,”

I took his hand, letting him pull me upright. My knees threatened to buckle, but I forced myself to

straighten. “I need to get back up there,” I said. “I need to find her.”

Evander clamped a firm hand on my shoulder. When I tried to shove him off, Orryx seized the other

shoulder.

“Let me go,” I warned, claws and fangs extending.

They didn’t flinch. They only held me tighter. “It’s impossible to reach her, you know that,” Evander

said, voice calm but firm. “None of us could break through the veil.”

That made me stop. Break through the veil.

The words echoed in my head. And then something clicked. A thought, sharp and sudden, cutting through the haze.

My gaze swept across the training grounds. Everyone was shaken but alive. My eyes moved past

them, searching, straining.

“Nibbles,” I said hoarsely. “Where is Nibbles?”

Ulyanna’s head snapped up, startled by the edge in my voice.

“Find the rabbit,” I rasped, sharper now. “Find him.”

EIRLYS’ POV

The six divine figures did not so much as blink at my directness. They offered no confirmation, yet

their silence was enough. They did not deny what I already knew. That they meant to erase me, to

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amend the violation of their sacred law.

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So while a trace of courage still lingered, before it could crumble entirely, I asked again. “How will it

happen?”

I took a hesitant step closer, though I kept my distance. “Will it be swift?” My voice faltered. “Like when the Light Reaper snuffed out my mother’s life?”

They stayed silent-but something shifted in their faces, a faint tremor in their calm. It was gone

before I could be sure I’d seen it.

At last, the bearded one spoke. “Light Reaper?” he echoed, as though tasting unfamiliar words.

I stared at him, confused. “Yes,” I said slowly. “The Light Reaper. My dark twin. He devoured light.”

Their expressions did not change, yet the silence between us deepened, heavy and strange. I hesitated, my voice faltering as I searched their faces. “You… you didn’t know of him?” I whispered. “But… I thought you knew everything.”

The broad one with bronze-streaked wings

snapped his head toward me, the motion so sharp the air itself seemed to ripple. When he spoke, his tone wasn’t angry-but it carried such weight that I

wanted to fall to my knees all the same.

“Are you implying,” he said slowly, “that we do not know of our own creation?”

I opened my mouth, but no sound came. His radiance pressed down on me until I could scarcely

breathe.

He stepped forward, the light around him flaring brighter. “We know what we have sanctioned. Every star, every being touched by our design, every ripple of energy that bears our mark. But divine law forbids our interference with earthly matters. That has always been so. It is why the Veils exist. To keep all things within their bounds.”

The man in the blue robes moved closer, his gaze narrowing. “The reason we intervene now,” he said, voice quiet but cutting, “is because I sensed a disturbance. A flare of celestial nature. One

that should not exist on earth.”

I tried to hold their blinding gaze. My throat tightened. “But… I didn’t ask to be born this way,” I whispered. “I never intended to cause harm.”

The woman with the fierce eyes and fiery hair spoke, her voice sharp and unwavering, “Intent does not absolve imbalance, child,” she said. “The universe must remain in harmony. Any threat to it will

be corrected.”

I swallowed hard, my throat tight, my body trembling despite my efforts to steel myself. I closed

my eyes, bracing, and whispered, “Then do it. End it I accept whatever… whatever judgment you

deem.”

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