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Reboot My Heart Chapter 42: The Throne That Calls
The golden glow of the Sentinels faded as the battlefield grew eerily silent. The enemy fleet was gone—erased—yet the voice’s final words echoed in Kian’s mind like an unshakable curse."Then take your throne, False King."Kian’s breath was steady, but his body felt heavier. His fingertips burned from the power he had unleashed, and the weight of something unseen pressed against his chest.This wasn’t over.This was only the beginning.Selene’s voice shattered the quiet. “Kian, are you okay?”Elena was beside him, her eyes locked on his. Concern flickered in their depths, but there was something else—something she wasn’t saying.He ignored it. “Status report.”Selene’s hands flew over the controls. “Damage across multiple decks. Shields down to thirty-two percent. We lost three warships and sustained major structural damage, but we’re still operational.”Kian turned to Elena. “Casualties?”Elena hesitated. “Fifty-three confirmed. Several injured. We got lucky.”Lucky.He clenched his
Reboot My Heart Chapter 43: The Chains of Fate
The warship’s command room was a battlefield of flashing red alarms and frantic voices. The holographic screen pulsed with urgent warnings as the unknown fleet hovered in the void, their formation unwavering.Kian stood frozen.His eyes locked onto the second throne displayed on the screen.It was different from the cracked, corrupted one he had seen in the vision. This one was pristine—untouched by time or decay. A throne meant for a ruler. A throne meant for—Him.He clenched his fists, forcing himself to break away from the sight. “Selene, analyze those ships. What are we dealing with?”Selene’s fingers moved swiftly over the controls, her face pale. “I—I don’t know what they are. They don’t match any known Federation, rebel, or alien fleet.”Kian’s voice was sharp. “Then what do they match?”Silence.Selene swallowed, then whispered, “They match you.”The words sent a cold pulse through the room.Kian’s stomach twisted. “Explain.”Selene turned the screen toward him. “The energy s
Reboot My Heart Chapter 44: The Return of the King
Silence filled the command deck.The golden message still burned on the screen, its weight sinking into Kian’s mind."AR’THERON, LAST HEIR OF THE LOST DYNASTY. RETURN TO YOUR KINGDOM."The words stirred something deep within him—something beyond memory, beyond logic. A calling.Elena took a hesitant step forward, her voice cautious. “Kian… what does this mean?”He didn’t answer immediately. His gaze remained locked on the screen, his mind racing. His whole life, he had been a man without a place, fighting for his own survival, clawing his way through betrayal and hardship.But now…Now, the universe was telling him he had always belonged somewhere else.Selene’s fingers flew over the controls. “This is insane,” she muttered. “The data coming from this fleet—it’s old, Kian. Not just decades. Centuries. This isn’t some rogue faction. This is ancient.”Kian clenched his jaw. He already knew that. He felt it.The masked figure’s voice returned, smooth and measured."You feel it, don’t you
Reboot My Heart Chapter 45: The Cost of Victory
The battlefield was eerily silent.The massive golden rift in space had swallowed the Federation’s fleet, pulling their powerful dreadnoughts into the unknown. The golden warships drifted across the void, their once-glowing sigils dimming as their energy subsided.Kian stood on the bridge of his flagship, his gaze locked on the emptiness where Voss’s fleet had once been. The rift was closing, sealing away the destruction it had unleashed.Selene’s fingers flew across the controls. “The gravitational readings are stabilizing… but Kian, this wasn’t just an attack.” She looked up, her expression tense. “That was a dimensional rupture. Whatever that energy was, it didn’t just destroy Voss’s fleet—it pulled them somewhere else.”Elena’s voice was quiet, but sharp. “Somewhere we can’t reach.”Kian exhaled slowly. He had changed the rules of war—but at what cost?The masked figure, still standing at the edge of the bridge, smiled beneath his hood. “It seems you have claimed your first true v
Reboot My Heart Chapter 46: The Council’s Gambit
The moment the transmission cut off, the bridge fell into silence.Kian leaned back in his chair, his fingers tapping against the armrest. His demand had been made—Marcus Hale would be exiled, hunted, and forced to face the consequences of his betrayal.But Kian knew better than to assume things would go smoothly.“Elena,” he said, turning toward her, “what’s the likelihood that Regan actually delivers on this deal?”Elena exhaled, crossing her arms. “If it were up to him? I’d say highly likely. Regan’s a politician, not a warrior. He knows that challenging you now is a mistake.” She glanced at Selene. “But the High Council? That’s a different story.”Selene nodded. “There’s no way the entire Federation is going to accept this without resistance. Some will see your demand as a sign of weakness, as if you’re settling for revenge instead of conquest. Others will see it as a sign of strength, proving that you can dictate terms.”Kian’s eyes darkened. “It doesn’t matter what they think. I
Reboot My Heart Chapter 47: Whispers of the Forgotten
The silence after the explosion was almost deafening. The lingering smoke curled through the air, a ghostly remnant of the destruction that had just unfolded. Kian pushed himself up from the rubble, coughing against the dust that coated his lungs. His body ached from the impact, but pain was a familiar companion now.“Elena!” His voice was hoarse, but he forced himself to move, scanning the debris for any sign of her.A groan came from behind a collapsed beam. Kian rushed over, ignoring the sharp protest of his ribs. He found her pinned under a slab of metal, her breathing shallow but steady. Relief coursed through him even as dread crept in.“Hold on,” he muttered, gripping the beam with both hands. His implant flared to life, sending a surge of energy through his limbs. With a deep breath, he heaved the metal aside, freeing her.Elena gasped as the pressure on her chest lifted, her eyes fluttering open. “Kian…”“I’m here.” He helped her sit up, quickly assessing the damage. Bruises,
Reboot My Heart Chapter 48
The dust hadn’t even settled from the explosion when Kian felt it—a pulse through his implant, an unbearable pressure that sent sharp waves of pain through his skull. He gritted his teeth, forcing himself to stand despite the tremors in his limbs.The figure standing at the entrance of the shattered bunker was unmistakable. Darius Voss.Even through the thick haze, Kian could make out the gleaming silver armor, the sharp, calculated stance, and the cold familiarity that sent a shiver down his spine."Darius," Elena breathed beside him, her voice laced with shock and unease.Kian’s jaw tightened. The man he once called a friend. The one who betrayed him.Darius tilted his head slightly, his masked face unreadable. Then, his voice rang out, amplified through the high-tech modulator in his helmet."You look well, Kian," he said, stepping forward. "Stronger than the last time we met."Kian didn’t move. His heart pounded in his chest, but his voice was steady. "Did you come to finish what
Reboot My Heart Chapter 49: The Offer
The air in the bunker felt thick—charged with something unnatural. The Forgotten Ones stood still, their glowing silver eyes locked on Kian, waiting.Waiting for his answer.Elena’s grip tightened on his arm. “Kian, what the hell is going on?”He didn’t answer. Couldn’t answer.The vision still burned in his mind. The shadows. The voice. The truth he wasn’t ready to face."You know what must be done."His heart pounded. What did that even mean?The others were waiting too. Marcus had his gun raised, his face set in a deep scowl. Selene looked ready to bolt. Darius was unreadable—watching Kian with narrowed eyes, as if trying to see inside his head.Then, the Forgotten One at the front moved.It took a single step forward, its body flickering like a glitch in reality.Kian didn’t flinch.But the others did.“Back up,” Marcus warned, shifting his weapon.Darius lifted a hand. “No. Let’s see what it wants.”Marcus shot him an incredulous look. “What it wants? Are you insane? That thing j
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Chapter 49: The Offer
The air in the bunker felt thick—charged with something unnatural. The Forgotten Ones stood still, their glowing silver eyes locked on Kian, waiting.Waiting for his answer.Elena’s grip tightened on his arm. “Kian, what the hell is going on?”He didn’t answer. Couldn’t answer.The vision still burned in his mind. The shadows. The voice. The truth he wasn’t ready to face."You know what must be done."His heart pounded. What did that even mean?The others were waiting too. Marcus had his gun raised, his face set in a deep scowl. Selene looked ready to bolt. Darius was unreadable—watching Kian with narrowed eyes, as if trying to see inside his head.Then, the Forgotten One at the front moved.It took a single step forward, its body flickering like a glitch in reality.Kian didn’t flinch.But the others did.“Back up,” Marcus warned, shifting his weapon.Darius lifted a hand. “No. Let’s see what it wants.”Marcus shot him an incredulous look. “What it wants? Are you insane? That thing j
Chapter 48
The dust hadn’t even settled from the explosion when Kian felt it—a pulse through his implant, an unbearable pressure that sent sharp waves of pain through his skull. He gritted his teeth, forcing himself to stand despite the tremors in his limbs.The figure standing at the entrance of the shattered bunker was unmistakable. Darius Voss.Even through the thick haze, Kian could make out the gleaming silver armor, the sharp, calculated stance, and the cold familiarity that sent a shiver down his spine."Darius," Elena breathed beside him, her voice laced with shock and unease.Kian’s jaw tightened. The man he once called a friend. The one who betrayed him.Darius tilted his head slightly, his masked face unreadable. Then, his voice rang out, amplified through the high-tech modulator in his helmet."You look well, Kian," he said, stepping forward. "Stronger than the last time we met."Kian didn’t move. His heart pounded in his chest, but his voice was steady. "Did you come to finish what
Chapter 47: Whispers of the Forgotten
The silence after the explosion was almost deafening. The lingering smoke curled through the air, a ghostly remnant of the destruction that had just unfolded. Kian pushed himself up from the rubble, coughing against the dust that coated his lungs. His body ached from the impact, but pain was a familiar companion now.“Elena!” His voice was hoarse, but he forced himself to move, scanning the debris for any sign of her.A groan came from behind a collapsed beam. Kian rushed over, ignoring the sharp protest of his ribs. He found her pinned under a slab of metal, her breathing shallow but steady. Relief coursed through him even as dread crept in.“Hold on,” he muttered, gripping the beam with both hands. His implant flared to life, sending a surge of energy through his limbs. With a deep breath, he heaved the metal aside, freeing her.Elena gasped as the pressure on her chest lifted, her eyes fluttering open. “Kian…”“I’m here.” He helped her sit up, quickly assessing the damage. Bruises,
Chapter 46: The Council’s Gambit
The moment the transmission cut off, the bridge fell into silence.Kian leaned back in his chair, his fingers tapping against the armrest. His demand had been made—Marcus Hale would be exiled, hunted, and forced to face the consequences of his betrayal.But Kian knew better than to assume things would go smoothly.“Elena,” he said, turning toward her, “what’s the likelihood that Regan actually delivers on this deal?”Elena exhaled, crossing her arms. “If it were up to him? I’d say highly likely. Regan’s a politician, not a warrior. He knows that challenging you now is a mistake.” She glanced at Selene. “But the High Council? That’s a different story.”Selene nodded. “There’s no way the entire Federation is going to accept this without resistance. Some will see your demand as a sign of weakness, as if you’re settling for revenge instead of conquest. Others will see it as a sign of strength, proving that you can dictate terms.”Kian’s eyes darkened. “It doesn’t matter what they think. I
Chapter 45: The Cost of Victory
The battlefield was eerily silent.The massive golden rift in space had swallowed the Federation’s fleet, pulling their powerful dreadnoughts into the unknown. The golden warships drifted across the void, their once-glowing sigils dimming as their energy subsided.Kian stood on the bridge of his flagship, his gaze locked on the emptiness where Voss’s fleet had once been. The rift was closing, sealing away the destruction it had unleashed.Selene’s fingers flew across the controls. “The gravitational readings are stabilizing… but Kian, this wasn’t just an attack.” She looked up, her expression tense. “That was a dimensional rupture. Whatever that energy was, it didn’t just destroy Voss’s fleet—it pulled them somewhere else.”Elena’s voice was quiet, but sharp. “Somewhere we can’t reach.”Kian exhaled slowly. He had changed the rules of war—but at what cost?The masked figure, still standing at the edge of the bridge, smiled beneath his hood. “It seems you have claimed your first true v
Chapter 44: The Return of the King
Silence filled the command deck.The golden message still burned on the screen, its weight sinking into Kian’s mind."AR’THERON, LAST HEIR OF THE LOST DYNASTY. RETURN TO YOUR KINGDOM."The words stirred something deep within him—something beyond memory, beyond logic. A calling.Elena took a hesitant step forward, her voice cautious. “Kian… what does this mean?”He didn’t answer immediately. His gaze remained locked on the screen, his mind racing. His whole life, he had been a man without a place, fighting for his own survival, clawing his way through betrayal and hardship.But now…Now, the universe was telling him he had always belonged somewhere else.Selene’s fingers flew over the controls. “This is insane,” she muttered. “The data coming from this fleet—it’s old, Kian. Not just decades. Centuries. This isn’t some rogue faction. This is ancient.”Kian clenched his jaw. He already knew that. He felt it.The masked figure’s voice returned, smooth and measured."You feel it, don’t you
Chapter 43: The Chains of Fate
The warship’s command room was a battlefield of flashing red alarms and frantic voices. The holographic screen pulsed with urgent warnings as the unknown fleet hovered in the void, their formation unwavering.Kian stood frozen.His eyes locked onto the second throne displayed on the screen.It was different from the cracked, corrupted one he had seen in the vision. This one was pristine—untouched by time or decay. A throne meant for a ruler. A throne meant for—Him.He clenched his fists, forcing himself to break away from the sight. “Selene, analyze those ships. What are we dealing with?”Selene’s fingers moved swiftly over the controls, her face pale. “I—I don’t know what they are. They don’t match any known Federation, rebel, or alien fleet.”Kian’s voice was sharp. “Then what do they match?”Silence.Selene swallowed, then whispered, “They match you.”The words sent a cold pulse through the room.Kian’s stomach twisted. “Explain.”Selene turned the screen toward him. “The energy s
Chapter 42: The Throne That Calls
The golden glow of the Sentinels faded as the battlefield grew eerily silent. The enemy fleet was gone—erased—yet the voice’s final words echoed in Kian’s mind like an unshakable curse."Then take your throne, False King."Kian’s breath was steady, but his body felt heavier. His fingertips burned from the power he had unleashed, and the weight of something unseen pressed against his chest.This wasn’t over.This was only the beginning.Selene’s voice shattered the quiet. “Kian, are you okay?”Elena was beside him, her eyes locked on his. Concern flickered in their depths, but there was something else—something she wasn’t saying.He ignored it. “Status report.”Selene’s hands flew over the controls. “Damage across multiple decks. Shields down to thirty-two percent. We lost three warships and sustained major structural damage, but we’re still operational.”Kian turned to Elena. “Casualties?”Elena hesitated. “Fifty-three confirmed. Several injured. We got lucky.”Lucky.He clenched his
Chapter 41: The Chains of Fate
The silence after the warship’s cannon fire was brief—too brief.Kian’s golden gaze burned as he watched the energy beams surge forward, tearing through the darkness of space like divine judgment. The enemy fleet, vast and seemingly unshakable, faced its first true test.The initial impact was devastating.Boom.One of the enemy warships exploded under the sheer force of the blast, its structure folding in on itself before vanishing into nothingness. The golden Sentinels, still caught between two conflicting commands, hesitated.For a moment, Kian thought he had gained the upper hand.Then came the counterattack.The enemy fleet didn’t scatter.They didn’t retreat.They didn’t even flinch.Instead, they moved as one, their ships shifting into an eerily perfect formation. Not a single wasted movement. Not a single moment of hesitation.A warning siren blared inside the warship."Multiple energy signatures detected. Incoming attack imminent."Selene’s fingers flew across the controls. "
