Arrival at Aetherion

Chapter 1: Arrival at Aetherion*

The rain hit the car like it wanted in.

Not soft. Not cleansing.

Angry.

Eliar sat in the back seat, hands clenched, watching the towering iron gates of Aetherion Academycome into view through the windshield. They loomed like they were built to keep things *in*, not out.

"You're sure about this?" the driver asked, not looking at him.

No. He wasn’t.

But Eliar nodded anyway.

The moment the gates groaned open, something shifted in his chest. Like a chain tightening. A whisper in a language he didn’t know scraped across the edge of his mind.

“It begins again.”

He blinked. Nothing. Just the storm.

Aetherion was nothing like the brochures. The castle-like buildings were carved into the mountain, with bridges that vanished into mist and towers that kissed thunderclouds. The students, scattered in black uniforms with silver insignias, didn’t look like teenagers. They looked like royalty preparing for war.

And when Eliar stepped onto the stone pathway, it felt like the school breathed in his presence.

And then exhaled.

***

The Headmistress barely looked up as she handed him his schedule.

“You’ve been placed in the Obsidian Wing. Your dorm is shared. Room 317.”

“Shared?” he asked.

She smiled without warmth. “You’ll find your roommate… stimulating.”

Eliar didn’t ask further. His head throbbed, and the air in the office was too heavy. Like secrets hung in it like smoke.

***

Room 317.

He pushed the door open.

And stopped.

The boy by the window didn’t flinch. Didn’t turn.

He had silver hair, too white to be dyed, and sat perfectly still in a chair, reading a black book with no title. His presence was like a blade — still, but dangerous.

“You’re the new one?” the boy asked without looking.

“Yeah. Eliar.”

A pause.

Then the boy finally turned.

His eyes were a color Eliar couldn’t name. Somewhere between mercury and shadow.

“I’m Kael,” he said. “You snore, you die.”

Eliar smirked. “Noted.”

But deep down, something *coiled*.

Because when their eyes locked, the whisper came back. Louder this time.

“You were meant to destroy each other.”

And Kael blinked, as if he’d heard it too.

***

That night, Eliar dreamt of fire.

Of a throne made of bone. Of Kael, bleeding from his eyes, whispering, “It has to be you.”

He woke up gasping.

Across the room, Kael stood at the window again.

Staring at the moon like he hated it.

And whispered, not to him, but maybe to fate:

“Why now?”

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Hey 👋 guys . Hwu so how is the story engaging you so far . So this is the modification of Flames of Destiny: Inferno Flames because l lost my phone and l chose a new account and l lost the last book l really hope that this one will satisfy you more than the last book and let us all share our opinions on this story and venture deep into it .

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And l would really love your comments on this chapter okay 🆗👍.

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