Sons of a devil-Chapter 134: Starfall prophecy

"You there! Sir Fluffy of Dustpan! Attack formation!"

But everything changed when the Prophet of the Stars arrived.

A cloaked figure burst into the throne room, collapsing at Cain and Selene's feet. His eyes glowed white. His voice was distant.

"The Veil is thinning. The Realms are merging. And the children... they are the key. One will ascend. One will fall. One will burn."

Cain stood abruptly. "What does that mean?"

But the Prophet had already turned to dust, blown away by a sudden wind.

That night, Azrael Jr. couldn't sleep. He stood alone beneath the cracked sky, looking up. Niko joined him quietly, their arms brushing.

"You okay?" Niko asked.

Azrael nodded. "No. But I will be."

Then Caelan appeared, dragging Taru with him, while Rina snuck up behind everyone and set off a tiny firework she made in the kitchen.

BANG!

Everyone screamed.

Selene, from a window: "RINA!"

Rina: "Defensive tactics, aunt!"

But behind the laughter and chaos, a quiet unease settled over the kingdom.

The stars were watching.

And something was coming through the crack... something ancient, and patient.

Certainly! Here's the continuation of Chapter 134, picking up from the eerie warning of the prophet and deepening the tension:

As the wind scattered the dust of the prophet, silence fell like a heavy veil over the throne room. Everyone was still—until Rina broke it with a loud, dramatic gasp.

"One will fall? What do you mean fall? Like trip and break a leg or fall into a volcano? Because those are very different situations!"

Cain rubbed his temples. "Rina, not now."

"Okay," she mumbled, "but I'm keeping my volcano-falling gear close. Just in case."

That evening, a secret council was called. Cain, Selene, Leo, Zara, Eira, Eren, and the twins gathered in the ancient chamber beneath the palace. Rina had snuck in behind a tapestry with cookies.

Azariah sat in Cain's lap, glowing faintly and drawing stars in the air with her finger. Every time she connected three dots, the same sigil appeared: a ring of fire encasing a falling crown.

"It's a warning," Selene said, watching her daughter carefully. "Azariah's powers are reacting to the prophecy."

"I don't like this 'one will fall' part," Caelan muttered. "We've fought monsters, death, traitors—and now the sky wants a sibling discount?"

"Maybe it's not one of us," Azrael Jr. offered. "Maybe it's someone else entirely."

But deep down, all of them were thinking the same thing.

What if it was one of them?

Later that night, Azrael Jr. walked alone through the moonlit forest behind the castle. Niko followed, silent as ever.

"Why do you always come here when you're stressed?" Niko asked.

Azrael sighed. "Because it's the only place where I can hear my own thoughts... and yours."

Niko blinked. "You can hear my thoughts?"

Azrael smirked. "No. But I could, if I wanted."

Niko blushed and shoved him gently. "Dramatic prince."

"Quiet potion boy."

They sat on a fallen log as the stars above crackled faintly, the sky still split like a shattered mirror. A cold wind whispered through the trees, and for a moment, Azrael swore he heard something—a voice.

"He will burn the sky before he falls."

He stood up. "Did you hear that?"

Niko's eyes were wide. "I did."

Back in the palace, Rina burst into the war room, mop in hand. "Okay, seriously, who wrote this prophecy? I demand a rewrite. We've already done our trauma arcs!"

Cain raised an eyebrow. "This isn't a fairy tale, Rina."

Rina puffed her cheeks. "It could be. I'm the comedic relief!"

Zara gently pulled her daughter closer. "Even comedy has its storms, my love."

And as thunder rumbled across the split heavens, the royal family knew—

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This was just the calm before a cosmic war.

And the stars were no longer neutral.