My Sworn Brother Was Tortured,But I Am the God of Thunder! — Novel

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In a world where divine powers clash with mortal ambition, Reginald Dunn is a thunderous force on a mission to save his sworn brother, Thomas Harding, the Sunfire Immortal. When Thomas descends to the mortal realm, he expects warmth and acceptance from the family he never knew. Instead, betrayal lurks in the shadows, and Reginald is thrust into a desperate race against time as he feels the agonizing pull of Thomas's fading life force.

With a powerful syndicate at his back, Reginald storms the Harding estate, but what he finds inside is a chilling nightmare: a sterile operating room, blood, and a family willing to sacrifice Thomas for their own gain. As alliances shatter and loyalties are tested, can Reginald navigate the treacherous waters of mortal politics to rescue the brother he vowed to protect? Or will the weight of family duty crush them both?

As tensions rise and secrets unravel, every choice carries a heavy price. In this gripping tale of love, power, and sacrifice, can a god of thunder bring justice to a world steeped in betrayal? The clock is ticking, and the stakes have never been higher.

My Sworn Brother Was Tortured,But I Am the God of Thunder!Chapter 1

Thomas Harding, the Sunfire Immortal who'd guarded the Sunfire Temple for millennia, finally got bored.

He insisted on dragging me down to the mortal world, said he wanted the full immersive experience of the twenty-first century.

He wore me down until I had no choice but to agree.

The moment we crossed over, he became the long-lost true-born son of an elite family, and I became the precious only child born late in life to the city's most powerful syndicate boss.

When the Harding family took Thomas back, I warned him: if they give you any trouble, we dust off our hands and head straight back to the Ninth Heaven.

He laughed it off. Said what birth parents wouldn't love their own child? Besides, the family's other son had been nothing but friendly. Told me not to worry.

I couldn't talk him out of it, so I let it go.

Then came the day I was about to queue up for my next game, and I felt the signal of Thomas's Immortal Soul shattering.

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"Double Kill!"

Kill effects blazed across my monitor.

I was reaching for the Enter key to trash-talk the other team when a searing, bone-deep pain ripped through my chest.