Chapter 191: An Impatient God

Vladmir’s frustration simmered as he paced around the library. His eyes darted over the towering bookshelves, and the urge to destroy the place was almost overwhelming. The silence in the vast room was maddening, amplifying his longing to speak once more. When he reached the restricted section of the library, his gaze fell on the heavy chains securing the entrance. With a scowl, he seized the chains and, with a swift, practiced motion, severed them. The metal fell to the floor with a clatter. Vladmir took a deep breath, the weight of his frustration evident in his every move, and entered the restricted area. This section of the library housed the most dangerous and forbidden knowledge—arcane texts and scrolls on magic that even Tiana and his mother, when they were in their prime, used sparingly for their own pleasure and power. The thought of them, once so involved in dark rituals, filled him with an even deeper sense of anger and betrayal. Vladmir's fists clenched tightly. Even wit