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Season 3-Chp 15
The vial trembled in Calista’s palm.Inside, the swirling mist had turned the color of bone.Jerome’s voice was quiet beside her. “Are you sure you want to open that?”She didn’t answer.Instead, she lifted the seal.The vial hissed—and the air itself folded inward, collapsing sound.For a moment, everything was still.Then Calista fell.Not physically.But inward—like a soul being dropped through a hole in time.She gasped as her vision blurred and her body flickered.She was somewhere else.A temple of crystal.A sky split by lightning.A war between voices—pure sound made violent.And her—kneeling before a relic unlike any other.Not the Mirror. Not the Dagger.This one looked like a sphere of pure white ash, orbiting itself like a planet torn open.And it spoke.“Your name is not Lyenne.”“Not Calista.”“Your name is Reya.”The moment the name echoed through her being, the world shattered again—She awoke on the cathedral floor, Jerome holding her upright.“Calista?” he asked.She
Season 3-Chp 14
The terminal’s glow bathed the room in pale light.Onscreen, the image of young Andrew, bloodied and bound, remained frozen.No one moved. No one breathed.Calista spoke first.“This was the first loop.”Jerome blinked. “Loop?”She nodded. “Andrew died. But something brought him back. Not the Sapphire. Not the Phoenix. Something… else.”She touched the edge of the screen. “The Chain.”The display shifted again—this time showing a memory sequence:Andrew kneeling on a stone floor, coughing blood.A figure stood before him: faceless, cloaked in shadows.Seven silver chains dangled from the entity’s hands.“You seek to rewrite your death.”Andrew whispered, “I seek to escape it.”“Then offer memory. Offer truth. Offer names.”Andrew’s breath rattled. “Take what you must.”One by one, the chains latched around him.Each time, his voice stuttered. His eyes dimmed.With every chain, something left him.His mother’s name.His first betrayal.The smell of winter.Until he collapsed.And rose
Season 3-Chp 13
04:46 AMSystem uplink complete.GLASSGATE PROTOCOL — ACTIVE.Across the city, dormant nodes lit up like the veins of a sleeping beast jolted awake. Streetlights flickered. Underground sensors rebooted. Low-frequency tones buzzed through cell towers, unheard by human ears—but felt by anything touched by relic energy.Calista felt it first.She winced, clutching her temple, the glyph on her back burning faintly.Jerome steadied her. “What is it?”She looked toward the skyline, eyes wide.“Andrew just set the battlefield.”Deep underground, Andrew watched as the city pulsed to his rhythm.He stood before a holographic map, colored not by geography but by resonance zones—hotspots of relic interference, memory density, psychic ripple-points.Each location glowed brighter now.Because he was feeding power back into the grid.Not to fix it.To trap it.Back at Haven Node Nine, Calista sat cross-legged on the floor, scanning every echo that pulsed through her body since Lukas’s fracture spik
Season 3-Chp 12
The silence in the chamber felt heavy, unnatural. Not peace—but expectation.Calista sat at the edge of the stasis pod, her hands folded in her lap, eyes scanning the room with unsettling calm.Jerome could hardly look away.She looked… human. But not.The way her eyes blinked—too slow. The way her skin reflected light—too smooth. She moved like someone remembering how movement worked.“Can you hear me?” he asked.She turned to him slowly.“You’re not him,” she said.Jerome swallowed. “No. I’m Jerome. Andrew’s—”He hesitated.“—friend.”She tilted her head. “You’re the one who carries guilt.”Jerome blinked. “Excuse me?”Her eyes seemed to see through him. “You’re the one who let Arcadia fall.”Jerome flinched like she’d struck him.“I didn’t let it—”But he stopped.Because part of him knew… she wasn’t wrong.Mira stepped forward carefully. “Calista. Do you know what year it is?”Calista stood. “The Mirror has awoken. That’s all I need to know.”Mira frowned. “Do you remember what yo
Season 2-Chp 11
It began with a whisper.At precisely 03:14 AM, across seven districts in the city, people awoke screaming from sleep—not from dreams, but from visions. Clear. Vivid. Wrong.A mother saw her newborn son floating in a sea of ash.A banker saw her own death in the reflection of her desktop screen—stabbed by a man with no face.A priest vomited blood after hearing a sermon spoken in his own voice, describing the fall of heaven in graphic detail.Surveillance drones caught civilians walking into traffic, clawing at their eyes, praying to names no longer recorded in any holy book.By 03:20, panic had taken root.At the epicenter, buried beneath the cathedral, Lukas stood shaking—eyes black with mirrored fragments.The Mirror of Mouths pulsed wildly, no longer whispering but screaming in languages not meant for man.The dagger at his side vibrated uncontrollably.The woman in red reached for him, but was thrown back by a psychic shockwave. Her coat burned at the edges.Lukas fell to his kne
Season 2-Chp 10
The train screeched through the lower transit ring, its interior flickering under dim yellow lights. Jerome sat alone in the third car, hood drawn, blade hidden beneath his coat. His body still ached from the fight with Lukas—but pain wasn’t what kept him tense.It was Davin.He hadn’t seen the man in six years.Not since Arcadia burned.And not since Andrew ordered him to disappear.The meeting point was tucked beneath a collapsed tunnel junction—Sector Redline, deep in the undercity where no law tread and no surveillance dared peek.Jerome stepped out into the dark. The air here was warm, metallic. Tasted like ash and forgotten blood.He moved past rusted barricades and graffiti-tagged pylons until he saw the man.Leaning against a broken generator.Cigarette glowing faintly.A coat too expensive for this neighborhood, and a silver cybernetic eye that tracked Jerome’s approach like a predator with old familiarity.“Still walk like a soldier,” Davin said, not looking up.“And you sti
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