Hell's Secret Omega: A Dark MM Omegaverse Fantasy by Sera Bishop

Author:Sera Bishop [Bishop, Sera]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-10-11T00:00:00+00:00

Taking Cyrus through the gate is the easiest thing he’s ever done. It feels right. It feels like coming home. For a moment he forgets that Hell will never again be home for him.

They exit the gate in a burst of white flame and Cyrus stumbles onto the grass with a gasp. His eyes are huge, fear and wonder warring in them.

“What—?” His head whips around. “What was that?”

“The aether. It can be disorienting,” Mezor explains.

Cyrus straightens his mess of hair and tugs at his uniform out of habit as he stares at their surroundings. In a moment he’s composed, his fear buried. It gives Mezor a flicker of pride, as if he’s the one responsible for Cyrus’s steel nerves. Mine, his primus insists, still wound up.

“What is this place?” Cyrus takes in the meadow, turning. They’re on the edge of the night forest. The eternal dawn glows in his eyes, washing him in gentle light that softens his edges. Slowly, his tension is overtaken by curiosity. “Is that a river?”

“The sea,” Mezor tells him.

“It’s so big,” he breathes.

“It’s bigger than it looks. Endless, to some.”

“It must be deep.” His gaze turns distant. “Sometimes I swim in the dam behind the forge hall, and when I dive under it’s like entering a different world. A silent, peaceful world. It felt like that in the aether.”

It’s closer to the truth than Cyrus could know. “Its depths are unknowable. Those who enter this sea don’t come out.”

“Where do they go?”

“Nowhere. Everywhere.” Mezor waits for him to turn back. “It’s the end of their journey. This is the edge of Hell—the last resting place.”

At last Cyrus tears his eyes from the horizon and looks up at Mezor, realization dawning. “We’re truly outside the Court. This is your realm.”

“We’re as far from Mount Hythe as we can be,” he replies.

Cyrus’s chest rises as he takes a deep breath of the sea air. “You said Hell was dead, but this place is beautiful.”

“Not everything has been twisted and blackened by rot. This is one of the few places left untouched. I want to show you something more important, though. This way, through the trees.”

He turns away from the sea and Cyrus follows. The light fades as they enter the forest, darkness enfolding them like a sea itself. The effects of the corruption grow more evident. Behind him, Cyrus silently struggles to wade through the thick mud and climb over the broad fallen trunks. Mezor slows subtly to let him catch up. He doesn’t want to leave Cyrus alone in the wilds, not for a moment.

When Mezor pauses, pretending to catch his breath, Cyrus looks around.

“Is this all caused by the corruption?”

“The rot doesn’t touch everything directly. It eats away at the forest in pieces. When one part dies, the rest can’t recover.”

“Why would General Leuther want to leave Mount Hythe for this? He’ll be king of nothing.”

Mezor can’t help a chuckle. He wishes he could see Leuther’s face when confronted with those bold words. “You’re not wrong.

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