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Hazeed : Guardian Of The World Who is the Architect
The pulse in Hazeed’s chest didn’t fade. If anything, it grew stronger, thrumming in time with the Resonance Seal still clutched in his hand. The sigil was reacting—shifting—as if it had absorbed something from the Hunter.Mazda’s voice pulled him back to reality. “Kid, I asked you a question.”Hazeed swallowed hard, eyes locked onto the corpse at his feet. The Hunter’s body was dissolving, black tendrils curling away like smoke, its form unraveling into the void it had once belonged to. But even as it faded, he could still feel its presence—echoing inside him.“I—I don’t know,” he admitted. “It just… happened.”Nayla exchanged a glance with Goro, her expression unreadable. “Hazeed, what exactly did you feel when you used the Seal?”He hesitated. The memories of that other place, the void, the Architect’s looming presence—they clung to him like a second skin. He could still hear the whispers.We see you. We know you. You are one of us.“I felt them.” His voice was hoarse. “Not just th
Hazeed : Guardian Of The World Sacrifice
Hazeed felt his body trembling as he tried to calm his breath, which was still ragged. The images that had just flooded his mind left a deep mark—a clue, a path they could take, but also a threat beyond imagination.Nayla was still gripping his shoulder, her gaze serious. "What did you see?" she asked, her voice low, almost worried.Hazeed took a deep breath, trying to collect his chaotic thoughts. "There—there's a way to stop them," he said, his voice sounding more determined. "But—" He paused for a moment, remembering the darker image that involved even greater destruction. "But it will require a sacrifice."Goro furrowed his brows, standing up from his position. "What kind of sacrifice?"Hazeed bit his lip. "I don't know exactly what they want, but—to sever this connection, we need something stronger. Something that can either balance— or maybe destroy—their connection to this world. And that... it can only be done where they are.""Wait a second," Mazda interrupted, his voice full
Hazeed : Guardian Of The World Cannot Escape?
Hazeed struggled against the force pulling him deeper into the abyss. The presence of the Architect was suffocating, its mere existence pressing against his mind like an unbearable weight. He clenched his trembling fists, focusing on the sigil on his left hand. It pulsed in defiance, resisting the overwhelming darkness."I haven’t chosen anything!" Hazeed shouted, his voice echoing in the void. "I make my own choices!"The Architect let out a guttural laugh, the sound vibrating through the endless expanse of nothingness. "You still believe you have control? You are merely a fragment of what is to come. Your body, your soul, your essence—they all belong to us now."A cold dread seeped into Hazeed’s bones. He could feel his connection to the sigil growing stronger, but at the same time, the pull of the darkness became even more relentless. The Architect’s form began shifting, tendrils of black energy spiraling around it like living shadows. Hazeed knew he couldn’t win in a direct confro
Hazeed : Guardian Of The World Beyond the Gate
The golden light of the gate dimmed as Hazeed and his team crossed into a new dimension. The temperature shifted drastically—from the cold, mechanical air of the bunker to a heat that stung like a blazing desert. They stood on crimson soil, dry and cracked, while above them the sky churned with hues of violet and blue, pulsing slowly like the breath of a hidden giant. Mazda squinted. “Where are we?” Hazeed took a cautious step forward. “Not our world. But this… feels real.” Goro crouched down and scooped a handful of the earth. He examined its texture, then nodded. “Too dense to be an illusion. We’re really here.” In the distance, a towering black obelisk rose against the surreal sky, surrounded by unstable whirlwinds of energy. Purple lightning cracked around it, like a natural barrier of volatile power. “That’s the center,” Hazeed murmured. “This gate isn’t just a door—it’s a map. And that’s the nexus.” Nayla activated the scanner hanging from her belt. “No signal. But I
Hazeed : Guardian Of The World Next Goro
For Hazeed, it wasn’t blood or death that haunted him—it was the weight of failure. He stood in a vision of a world he couldn't save. Cities in ruin, people he once protected now reduced to ash. He saw himself standing alone, powerless, his sigil dimmed.But then, a faint voice echoed—familiar, steady. Nayla.“Hazeed. Focus.”Her voice cut through the illusion like a blade. Hazeed gritted his teeth, clutching the sigil on his hand.“This is not real,” he muttered. “You don't get to define me, Architect.”The sigil flared with golden light, radiating outward. The illusion cracked, shattering like glass. Around him, Mazda and Goro emerged from their own visions, their expressions shaken but clear. Nayla stood tall, her hand on her heart, her scanner flickering with regained clarity.“We’re back,” Mazda exhaled.“No,” Hazeed said, his voice calm. “We’ve broken through the Architect’s final defense. He knows we’re here to end it.”The room around them shifted once again—no longer a trap,
Hazeed : Guardian Of The World Destruction
It was early in the morning, but Hazeed's misfortune had already begin.Hazeed, who was washing his bike, was shocked when the landlady threw everything out of his room.Not only that, but she turned off the water tap."Get out of here right now, you're five months in arrears and you're still wasting water! This room is already rented!" said Ms. Lisa."But ma'am, I'm still working on it," said Hazeed, hurriedly putting down the water hose and quickly tidying up his clothes that were scattered outside the room."No, you can't! Leave now because the person will be here soon," said Mrs. Lisa adamantly.Hazeed could only remain silent. He realized that he was five months in arrears and it was very good for him that Ms. Lisa was only kicking him out now.Hazeed couldn't do much about it. He quickly carried his meager belongings away on his old moped.The sun was still warm on his tan skin. Hazeed's only thought this time was to try to find a rooming house that he could fill without having
Hazeed : Guardian Of The World An Unlucky Day
"Sir, I didn't do anything wrong, sir!" said Hazeed when two policemen arrived and immediately handcuffed him.There was even more commotion outside the clinic. Students who were arriving for classes now gathered in the clinic courtyard.Many of them began documenting and sharing information about Hazeed's arrest on social media."My day is complete," Hazeed thought as the police patrol car drove away from the clinic with him.Arriving at the police station, Hazeed was immediately questioned and bombarded with so many questions.The man really couldn't answer what the investigators were asking because he wasn't involved in the drug cartel as they intended."How much do you get paid to keep your mouth shut like this?" one of the police officers snapped at him.Hazeed repeated his answer."I don't know the woman, let alone get paid, I am the victim of the collision, sir, what is the fate of my motorcycle?" Hazeed said with half resignation.But the investigators did not take his word fo
Hazeed : Guardian Of The World Dropped from Campus
He was still left with many questions about the phone. He even searched the internet for the name of the cell phone but there was nothing like it.A large phone like a handy talkie but with a screen that was very different from most phones today. Especially in its features.Hazeed, who was trying to figure this out, finally fell asleep very soundly because he was tired after all the things he had been through."I Am Omega, who woke me up?" someone said. But Hazeed, who was fast asleep, didn't notice.The warm morning touched Hazeed's face.Staying in that hut all night made him think hard now. Even though he was losing his way. But he didn't want his grandparents back in the village to know what had happened to him."I have to go to the college," Hazeed said.Using a water source he found near the field, he washed his face and cleaned his body. He separated some of his clean clothes.Once he was dressed, Hazeed walked to the campus to attend his classes. Hazeed himself is an outstandi
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For Hazeed, it wasn’t blood or death that haunted him—it was the weight of failure. He stood in a vision of a world he couldn't save. Cities in ruin, people he once protected now reduced to ash. He saw himself standing alone, powerless, his sigil dimmed.But then, a faint voice echoed—familiar, steady. Nayla.“Hazeed. Focus.”Her voice cut through the illusion like a blade. Hazeed gritted his teeth, clutching the sigil on his hand.“This is not real,” he muttered. “You don't get to define me, Architect.”The sigil flared with golden light, radiating outward. The illusion cracked, shattering like glass. Around him, Mazda and Goro emerged from their own visions, their expressions shaken but clear. Nayla stood tall, her hand on her heart, her scanner flickering with regained clarity.“We’re back,” Mazda exhaled.“No,” Hazeed said, his voice calm. “We’ve broken through the Architect’s final defense. He knows we’re here to end it.”The room around them shifted once again—no longer a trap,
Beyond the Gate
The golden light of the gate dimmed as Hazeed and his team crossed into a new dimension. The temperature shifted drastically—from the cold, mechanical air of the bunker to a heat that stung like a blazing desert. They stood on crimson soil, dry and cracked, while above them the sky churned with hues of violet and blue, pulsing slowly like the breath of a hidden giant. Mazda squinted. “Where are we?” Hazeed took a cautious step forward. “Not our world. But this… feels real.” Goro crouched down and scooped a handful of the earth. He examined its texture, then nodded. “Too dense to be an illusion. We’re really here.” In the distance, a towering black obelisk rose against the surreal sky, surrounded by unstable whirlwinds of energy. Purple lightning cracked around it, like a natural barrier of volatile power. “That’s the center,” Hazeed murmured. “This gate isn’t just a door—it’s a map. And that’s the nexus.” Nayla activated the scanner hanging from her belt. “No signal. But I
Cannot Escape?
Hazeed struggled against the force pulling him deeper into the abyss. The presence of the Architect was suffocating, its mere existence pressing against his mind like an unbearable weight. He clenched his trembling fists, focusing on the sigil on his left hand. It pulsed in defiance, resisting the overwhelming darkness."I haven’t chosen anything!" Hazeed shouted, his voice echoing in the void. "I make my own choices!"The Architect let out a guttural laugh, the sound vibrating through the endless expanse of nothingness. "You still believe you have control? You are merely a fragment of what is to come. Your body, your soul, your essence—they all belong to us now."A cold dread seeped into Hazeed’s bones. He could feel his connection to the sigil growing stronger, but at the same time, the pull of the darkness became even more relentless. The Architect’s form began shifting, tendrils of black energy spiraling around it like living shadows. Hazeed knew he couldn’t win in a direct confro
Sacrifice
Hazeed felt his body trembling as he tried to calm his breath, which was still ragged. The images that had just flooded his mind left a deep mark—a clue, a path they could take, but also a threat beyond imagination.Nayla was still gripping his shoulder, her gaze serious. "What did you see?" she asked, her voice low, almost worried.Hazeed took a deep breath, trying to collect his chaotic thoughts. "There—there's a way to stop them," he said, his voice sounding more determined. "But—" He paused for a moment, remembering the darker image that involved even greater destruction. "But it will require a sacrifice."Goro furrowed his brows, standing up from his position. "What kind of sacrifice?"Hazeed bit his lip. "I don't know exactly what they want, but—to sever this connection, we need something stronger. Something that can either balance— or maybe destroy—their connection to this world. And that... it can only be done where they are.""Wait a second," Mazda interrupted, his voice full
Who is the Architect
The pulse in Hazeed’s chest didn’t fade. If anything, it grew stronger, thrumming in time with the Resonance Seal still clutched in his hand. The sigil was reacting—shifting—as if it had absorbed something from the Hunter.Mazda’s voice pulled him back to reality. “Kid, I asked you a question.”Hazeed swallowed hard, eyes locked onto the corpse at his feet. The Hunter’s body was dissolving, black tendrils curling away like smoke, its form unraveling into the void it had once belonged to. But even as it faded, he could still feel its presence—echoing inside him.“I—I don’t know,” he admitted. “It just… happened.”Nayla exchanged a glance with Goro, her expression unreadable. “Hazeed, what exactly did you feel when you used the Seal?”He hesitated. The memories of that other place, the void, the Architect’s looming presence—they clung to him like a second skin. He could still hear the whispers.We see you. We know you. You are one of us.“I felt them.” His voice was hoarse. “Not just th
A Hunter
A deep, gut-wrenching boom rolled through the city, rattling the ground like an earthquake. Then came the sirens—wailing across the skyline, swallowed by the sudden roar of fire and collapsing steel.Downtown was under attack.From their position deep in the bunker, Hazeed and the others felt the tremors before the emergency comms even flared to life.STATIC—Screams—Gunfire—More static.Then a voice, frantic and barely holding together:“Breach detected! We need immediate backup—”A deep, gurgling shriek cut the transmission short.Silence.Then Mazda muttered, "Yeah, we’re screwed."The city was burning.Black tendrils writhed from the epicenter of the blast, twisting through shattered buildings like living things. The sky overhead churned, the stars swallowed by a seething void. And at the heart of it all, in the middle of the ruined intersection—They stood.Dozens of them. Malformed. Hollow-eyed. Their bodies shimmered with a sickly, translucent glow—figures that should not be.Sp
The Breach
A deep, gut-wrenching boom rolled through the city, rattling the ground like an earthquake. Then came the sirens—wailing across the skyline, swallowed by the sudden roar of fire and collapsing steel.Downtown was under attack.From their position deep in the bunker, Hazeed and the others felt the tremors before the emergency comms even flared to life.STATIC—Screams—Gunfire—More static.Then a voice, frantic and barely holding together:“Breach detected! We need immediate backup—”A deep, gurgling shriek cut the transmission short.Silence.Then Mazda muttered, "Yeah, we’re screwed."The city was burning.Black tendrils writhed from the epicenter of the blast, twisting through shattered buildings like living things. The sky overhead churned, the stars swallowed by a seething void. And at the heart of it all, in the middle of the ruined intersection—They stood.Dozens of them. Malformed. Hollow-eyed. Their bodies shimmered with a sickly, translucent glow—figures that should not be.Sp
The Tethered
The bunker corridors were narrow and cold, the air stale with age. Dim emergency lights flickered overhead, casting long, shifting shadows.Hazeed followed Nayla, his breathing steady but tense. The sigil on his chest pulsed in rhythm with something unseen—something waiting.Mazda and Goro trailed behind, their weapons at the ready."So," Mazda muttered, "we just gonna follow the lady who tossed a damn head at our feet?""You got a better idea?" Goro grumbled.Mazda scoffed but didn’t argue.Nayla led them to a locked steel door at the end of the hall. She pressed her palm against a worn-out scanner. The mechanism beeped, hesitated—then clicked open.Inside was a war room.Old maps covered the walls, marked with faded notes and red ink. A cracked monitor displayed distorted images of the surface. A massive metal table stood in the center, its surface littered with documents and broken comms equipment.And in the corner—a body.Hazeed’s gut twisted as he saw it.A soldier, or what was
The Marked
Darkness pressed against Hazeed’s senses, thick and suffocating. Somewhere in the void, something watched. "You are already marked." That whisper—it didn’t come from Ralvek. It didn’t come from the creature. It came from something beyond. A presence loomed, vast and formless, shifting between sight and shadow. Then—light. A blinding, searing light burst through the void, and suddenly, Hazeed was falling. — Gasp! Hazeed’s body jerked violently as he was pulled back into reality. His lungs burned as he sucked in air. His vision was blurred, but he could feel the rough texture of a blanket beneath him. A metallic scent lingered—blood. "Easy, kid," Mazda’s voice cut through the haze. Hazeed blinked hard, forcing his sight to clear. They were inside a dimly lit underground chamber. The walls were reinforced steel, lined with old military crates and flickering monitors. A bunker. Goro was leaning against a table, his arm wrapped in a makeshift bandage. Mazda s
