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Hazeed : Guardian Of The World Move at Down
The hovercraft hummed as it sped toward their next safehouse, the air inside thick with tension. Hazeed leaned back in his seat, staring out the small window as the city lights blurred into streaks of orange and white. His team sat in silence, each of them processing the harrowing escape. But Hazeed knew there would be no time for rest.Mazda broke the silence first, her voice tight with frustration. "The explosives bought us time, but Omega's not stupid. They’ll figure out where we’re headed soon. We need to stay ahead of them, Hazeed.""I know," Hazeed said, his tone clipped. His mind was already working through their options. "Max, status on our supply caches?"Max looked up from his tablet, his brow furrowed. "Two are still secure, but the third—near the eastern docks—was compromised last night. Omega’s got eyes on it now.""Damn it," Hazeed muttered. They were losing ground faster than he anticipated. Every victory seemed to come with a new setback. "We can’t risk staying in one
Hazeed : Guardian Of The World Rebellion
Hazeed stayed rooted at the table, his fingers tracing the edges of the map. His team had always looked to him for answers, for direction, and he never let them down. But the Citadel wasn’t just another mission—it was a beast that could either cement their rebellion or crush it entirely. The stakes had never been higher.The faint sound of footsteps broke his concentration. He looked up to see Max approaching, his expression unreadable."Couldn’t sleep?" Hazeed asked, his tone lighter than he felt.Max shook his head. "Not when we’re planning to walk straight into the lion’s den. You?""Same." Hazeed leaned back in his chair, exhaling sharply. "What’s on your mind?"Max hesitated for a moment before speaking. "You sure about this? The Citadel... it’s not just a hub. It’s their crown jewel. If we go in unprepared, we’ll be walking into a massacre."Hazeed nodded slowly, understanding the concern. "I know it’s a gamble, but we don’t have the luxury of playing it safe anymore. Omega’s ti
Hazeed : Guardian Of The World TREMOR
The night descended quickly, the shadows of the city stretching long over the broken streets. The team gathered in the dimly lit safehouse, fully geared and silent, each member aware of the dangers they would face. The tension in the air was thick, yet there was also a sense of resolve, a shared understanding that this mission would change everything.Max stepped forward, checking the last of the equipment, while Mazda ran through the final details of their tech setup. Raze was already in his element, his eyes scanning the map one last time, preparing for the chaos that would unfold once they breached the Citadel.Hazeed stood at the center, his gaze steady, his thoughts calculating. It was do or die, but failure wasn’t an option. Not tonight.“We stick to the plan,” Hazeed said, his voice firm. “No one deviates. We get in, disable the AI, hit the core, and get out. Fast and clean.”Raze gave him a brief nod. "This isn't going to be clean, Hazeed. You’re talking about an enemy that ha
Hazeed : Guardian Of The World Final Chase Return to Earth
The alarm was still blaring as Hazeed and Mazda ran through the narrow corridors of the Citadel. Behind them, the sound of Omega soldiers' boots echoed, closing in fast. With the AI mainframe they had disabled, the Citadel’s defenses were in disarray, but that didn’t mean they were safe. Omega still had human soldiers—and they were coming with full force.Mazda tapped the digital panel on his wrist. “I’ve accessed the underground map. The dimensional aircraft hangar is in Sector Sigma-3!”“Lead the way!” Hazeed pulled Mazda close, dodging falling debris caused by the Citadel’s failing systems.They turned into a spiral staircase, descending into a silver corridor with flickering emergency lights. The air felt heavier down here, and the sirens mixed with the low hum of machinery from the underground levels.“Omega soldiers ahead!” Mazda warned.Hazeed glanced forward—two heavily armed guards stood in front of the hangar entrance. Without hesitation, he drew the dagger from his belt and
Hazeed : Guardian Of The World A Stranger Star in the Void
Hazeed and Mazda had successfully returned to Earth, but their journey was far from safe. Omega would not remain idle after losing their dimensional ship. If Omega had managed to implant a tracking code into the ship’s system, they might already know where they landed. Time was running out.Mazda tinkered with the console inside their half-buried spacecraft on the beach. “The main system is fried, but I can still access some data. I can confirm that we’re no longer connected to Omega’s network.”Hazeed scanned the coastline, watching the darkening sky and the waves crashing in the distance. They had landed on a small, seemingly uninhabited island, but that didn’t mean they were safe.“There’s a chance Omega has already sent a retrieval squad,” Hazeed said. “We need to leave before they arrive.”Mazda shut the panel and stood up. “Alright, but we need a plan. We don’t even know where we are besides ‘somewhere near Japan.’”Hazeed glanced a
Hazeed : Guardian Of The World Shadows of the Forgotten Star
Hazeed and Mazda followed the scarred man deeper into the jungle, their boots crunching against damp foliage. The thick canopy above swallowed most of the sunlight, casting eerie shadows along the narrow path. Hazeed remained silent, still haunted by the image of the unnatural star they had seen before re-entering Earth’s atmosphere.Their guide finally spoke. “Name’s Goro. You’re lucky I found you before the others did.”Mazda shot Hazeed a wary glance before asking, “The others?”Goro didn’t stop walking. “You’ll see soon enough.”An Unwelcome TruthMinutes later, they emerged into a hidden clearing where an old but well-maintained military bunker stood. A few men and women in patched uniforms watched them warily, their hands hovering over weapons. A satellite dish sat atop the bunker, still functioning despite the rust eating at its edges.Goro led them inside, where the air smelled of damp concrete and metal. He gestured for them to sit while he grabbed a dusty map, spreading it a
Hazeed : Guardian Of The World A Fragile Celebration
The battle for survival had left Hazeed and his team exhausted. Oblivion Point had been compromised, Omega’s forces were relentless, and the unnatural star—that thing in the sky—was drawing closer. Yet, for the first time in years, they were on Earth again. The war, the endless cycle of running and fighting across distant galaxies, felt distant—at least for one night.The underground resistance had one rule—after every major battle, if they survived, they celebrated. It was a fragile tradition, a desperate attempt to cling to something human in the face of extinction.As the jungle night deepened, a bonfire flickered in the center of the rebel encampment. Smoke curled into the sky, carrying the scent of grilled meat and something that vaguely resembled Earth’s old alcoholic brews.Mazda sat back against a fallen log, his boots still caked with mud. He took a swig from a dented metal flask, wincing as the liquid burned down his throat. “Damn, Goro, what the hell is in this?”Goro smirk
Hazeed : Guardian Of The World The Weight of Survival
The bunker’s dim lights flickered, casting long shadows against the cold, concrete walls. The air smelled of sweat, gunpowder, and something metallic—something unnatural. The survivors sat in tense silence, the weight of what had just happened pressing down on them like a heavy fog.Mazda exhaled sharply, rubbing a hand over his face. "Alright, let’s break this down. We were having a party, trying to forget all the shit we’ve been through, and then—" He snapped his fingers. "Reality just… broke?"Nia’s eyes, still wide with shock, flickered toward Hazeed. "No. It wasn’t reality. It was them. The thing… it wasn’t just killing. It was erasing."Goro, who had been pacing, stopped abruptly. "That thing. It wasn’t Omega. And it wasn’t the Starborn."Hazeed nodded slowly. "I saw something when it touched me. Visions. Flashes of… something bigger." He clenched his fists, trying to steady his breath. "Omega is looking for something on Earth. And the Starborn? They’re not just invaders. They’r
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Feel
The rift surged around them like a living storm—colors that had no name bled into the skyless void, while time fractured and reversed in brief spasms. Sound turned into light. Light became weight. Nothing made sense, and yet they moved forward, guided only by instinct—and the unyielding will to survive.Nayla, bleeding from a shallow cut above her eyebrow, pressed forward beside Hazeed. Every step they took felt like walking through someone else's memory. Echoes of lives they never lived brushed against their minds—victories, regrets, endings.“You feel that?” Mazda gritted out. “It’s not just showing us what we’ve lost. It’s trying to replace us. Replace our sense of self.”The entity hovered ahead—no longer formless. It now wore a shape that mimicked their own reflections, distorted through a kaleidoscope of other possibilities. A version of Goro stepped forward—cold-eyed, armored in obsidian. Another of Nayla, her expression emotionless, her body merged with machine. The echoes of
Introduction
A few days later.The official reports referred to the incident as Singularity Type-R: Reality-Back Manifestation. But not everyone believed it. Some dismissed it as a hoax. Some called it a mini-apocalypse. However, those who felt it—who lost time, who saw the memories of others in mirrors, who heard the screams of their own souls in dreams—they knew.In a secret facility, Nayla sat alone in the observatory. Above her, the sky displayed a new pattern: Stars that had never been there before. Or perhaps… stars that had just been born.Hazeed stood behind her.“Do you believe we’re done?” Nayla asked without turning.“No,” Hazeed replied. “The Herald wasn’t the beginning. It was just… an introduction.”“Introduction to what?”Hazeed stared at the stars.“…A question we can no longer avoid.”Elsewhere—within the shadows between worlds—a small rift remained open. Within it, there was no Herald. No sound.Only a silent echo.And something… slowly opened its eyes.A group of survivors, mark
Stilled
As the echoes of Hazeed’s command tore through the surreal air, Team Vortex sprang into motion.Mazda unslung his dual-phase disruptors, the barrels glowing with inverted energy. “Eat entropy, nightmares,” he muttered, opening fire. The first echo-beast exploded into a shower of fractured timelines, its body unraveling like a corrupted memory.Goro flanked left, his bracers pulsing as he projected overlapping shields—not to block damage, but to slow perception. “I’ve got suppression fields holding for twelve seconds!” he shouted. “Use them!”Nayla’s fingers blurred over her wrist console, injecting viral code directly into the null-field’s pulse. The air shimmered, causing some of the Herald’s constructs to glitch—flickering between now and never. “I’m trying to overload their temporal anchors, but it’s not enough!”One of the larger echoes charged, shrieking in a voice that sounded like laughter reversed. It slammed into Hazeed—but he didn’t yield. The Gate Lance flared, a core of pu
Herald
In a place without name, far beyond the limits of reality, voices echoed without echo. Hundreds of voices merged into one—a summons. And that summons... was answered.A shape began to emerge from a vortex of gray light, floating amid the wreckage of burning realities. The figure loomed tall—slender, but not fragile. Humanoid in form, but not entirely human.Its skin resembled fractured glass forming the night sky. Veins pulsed with blood-red light laced with the purple glow of dead stars. From its back unfurled formless wings, flowing like black fabric underwater.It stood—and the world around it bowed.“Herald…” the Hollow voices whispered in unison.“Carry our message. Bring ruin. Bring a mirror to those who believe they have already won.”The Herald’s eyes opened—not glowing, but devouring every shred of surrounding light.It spoke without sound. But its meaning pierced every boundary of language.> “They screamed into the dark.Let the dark scream back.”The portal opened without
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,
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
