Sons of a devil-Chapter 87: Catacombs of binding
Chapter 87 - Catacombs of binding
The entrance to the catacombs yawned open beneath the forest floor, a spiral staircase carved in ancient obsidian leading into the dark. Cold, heavy air rose from it like a breath held for centuries. Symbols glowed faintly along the walls, humming in recognition as the brothers stepped closer.
Cain went first.
He didn't look back as he descended, each step echoing with the memories of who he used to be—and who he might still become.
Selene followed close behind, her hand brushing against the wall. She flinched—the stone was warm, like a pulse beating just under the surface.
Leo and Eren came next, quiet but alert. Eira and their mother followed last.
"This place was built by the Ancients," Neriah whispered. "To test. To awaken. And to punish."
They reached the bottom, where the catacomb split into four tunnels, each carved with a different sigil.
"The tunnels will separate you," Neriah warned. "They will show you your fears, your truths, your guilt. If you pass, you return changed. If not..."
"We won't fail," Cain said. "Not anymore."
Neriah placed a kiss on each of their foreheads—something motherly and divine all at once—and then the floor cracked again, forcing them into their chosen paths.
Cain's Trial
Cain stepped into a tunnel of obsidian mirrors. His reflection followed him, then distorted—showing him as the devil himself. His eyes glowed red, horns curling from his skull.
"This is what they'll see," the reflection sneered. "A monster in disguise."
Cain clenched his fists. "I don't care what they see. I know who I am."
The mirror shattered, and Cain walked through the shards—bleeding but smiling.
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Selene's Trial
Selene found herself back in the orphanage where she was raised. She saw the faces of the children she couldn't save. Her old bed. The nuns. The hunger.
"You left us," a girl's voice echoed.
Selene fell to her knees, guilt crushing her chest. "I was a child. I didn't know how to stay."
"You know how to stay now?" the girl asked.
Selene looked up, fire in her eyes. "Yes."
The illusion burned around her.
Leo's Trial
Leo faced a version of himself—arrogant, angry, walking away from his family.
"You're nothing without the jokes. Nothing without them."
He threw a punch—and the reflection caught it.
"You're scared of being forgotten," it whispered.
Leo paused. "Not forgotten. Left behind."
He hugged the reflection, and it dissolved.
Eren's Trial
Eren walked through a field of ash. His powers flickered uncontrollably, fire leaking from his hands, destroying everything he touched.
"Too dangerous. Too unstable," voices whispered.
He screamed—and the flames consumed him.
Then, slowly, they calmed. Warmth, not destruction. Light, not rage.
He walked through the fire—reborn.
Eira's Trial
Eira was face-to-face with the monster that once controlled her.
"You're weak. That's why I got in."
Eira stared at it—then opened her arms.
"You only entered because I was broken. But now I'm healing."
The creature lunged. She didn't flinch.
A golden shield formed around her, shattering the illusion.
Reunion
The siblings emerged from the tunnels, changed.
Their mother watched with tears in her eyes. "You did it. You passed."
But before they could embrace, the catacombs trembled.
A shadow appeared behind them—a tall, dark figure cloaked in smoke.
Their father.
"You've grown strong," he said, voice like thunder. "But it won't be enough."
Selene stood forward, eyes glowing.
"We'll see."
