The stairs were narrow and steep. The air grew colder with every step. Varyan's breath fogged in front of him.
[Order resonance detected: source below. Intensity: moderate.]
Sothing down there was humming with Order energy. Not a fragnt—sothing else.
The stairs ended in a small stone chamber. Torches on the walls ignited as they entered—magic, still functional after all these years.
The chamber was circular, about twenty feet across. In the center stood a stone pedestal, and on the pedestal rested a sword.
It was beautiful. The blade was pale silver, almost white, with veins of gold running through it like lightning frozen in glass. The hilt was wrapped in black leather, and the poml held a single gem—aqua-blue with golden flecks.
Varyan's eye color.
[Roverc Heirloom: "Oblivion's Edge" – Order-aligned weapon. Sealed. Requires Order fragnt resonance to unlock.]
"This was your great-grandmother's?" Seris whispered.
"I think so."
Varyan reached for the sword.
[Warning: Weapon is bound to Roverc bloodline. Unauthorized touch may trigger defensive magic. Proceed?]
He hesitated. Then he grabbed the hilt.
The gem flared. Light exploded from the blade, filling the chamber with blinding radiance. Varyan felt the weapon *connect* to his Order fragnt—like a key sliding into a lock.
[Oblivion's Edge – Unlocked. Level 1. Current power: 5%. Full power requires fragnt level 25. Abilities: "Order Slash" (deals additional damage to Chaos entities), "Resonance Link" (shares power with nearby Order bearer).]
The light faded. The sword felt light in Varyan's hand—unnaturally light. Balanced perfectly.
"Wow," Seris said. "That's... not creepy at all."
"Can you use it?"
"No. It's bound to you. But having a weapon that can actually hurt Chaos creatures permanently? That changes everything."
Varyan sheathed the sword at his hip. There was a scabbard on the pedestal, also ancient, also perfectly preserved.
"What else is down here?" Seris asked, looking around.
The chamber had three other pedestals, each with a covered object. Varyan uncovered the first: a leather-bound book, thicker than his mother's journal. The cover bore the Roverc crest—a falling star.
[Roverc Family Chronicle – Contains records of fragnt-bearers dating back 500 years. Partial access unlocked (Level 8). More pages available at higher levels.]
The second pedestal held a small wooden box. Inside: a ring with the Roverc crest, made of silver, warm to the touch.
[Roverc Signet Ring – When worn, increases Order resonance by 5%. Also serves as proof of lineage.]
Varyan put the ring on his finger. It fit perfectly.
The third pedestal held a letter, sealed with black wax. The wax had the imprint of a closed eye.
[Letter from "The Witness" – Unknown sender. Sealed. Requires Level 15 to open.]
"Level fifteen," Varyan muttered. "I'm only eight."
"Then we level you up," Seris said. "We have a sword, a book, a ring, and a mystery letter. Not bad for one morning."
They gathered everything into a sack Varyan found in the corner—old canvas, dusty but sturdy. Then they climbed back to the surface.
The sky had darkened. Storm clouds gathered over the mountains
.
"Let's go," Varyan said. "Before soone notices we're gone."
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