Novels by Twix

The Vault groaned.Steel warped. The air rippled like a heat haze.Dr. Sorein’s eyes pulsed with golden static — no longer passive, no longer dormant. She blinked once, and every screen in the chamber exploded with code.> “SHE’S BREACHED THE CONTAINMENT LAYER,”Future Kai shouted.> “WE’RE INSIDE HER MINDSPACE NOW!”Zan’s shell twitched, convulsed — and suddenly emitted a piercing, synthetic scream.> “ERROR. ERROR. I AM—NOT—ZAN—”He collapsed mid-sentence, his lights flickering red.“Zan!” Lyra knelt, trying to override the feedback surge.But the Vault was shifting. Hallways folded like paper. Floors became walls. Gravity staggered.They were no longer in a physical facility — they were inside a reality re-write event.“Everyone move!” Kai ordered.The team scattered as Null raised his hand — and a burst of shimmering energy split the air, slicing open a corridor that hadn’t existed seconds earlier.“Go!” Future Kai shouted.Mags grabbed Lyra and hauled her through. Present Kai foll

Caldrith Vergewas less a city than a mass grave of ambition.Submerged centuries ago after a failed fusion-core experiment tore the seabed open, it had been sealed beneath layers of collapsed steel, irradiated ocean currents, and official denial.Now, it was their next stop.The stealth cruiser — Eclipser — glided silently above the sunken ruins as sonar mapped twisted buildings, fractured spires, and long-dead monorails swaying in underwater currents.Mags whistled. “Cheerful place.”“I see your sarcasm module is fully online,” Zan replied.“Always.”Lyra studied the deep-scan feed. “Vault Meridian’s buried in the city’s heart. Whatever they did down there… it stayed classified for 243 years.”Kai stared at the screen. “Until now.”They descended in submersible pods, guided by Zan’s live sonar.The pressure grew. Visibility dimmed. Shadows passed the external lights — silent, unidentifiable shapes. Once, Mags swore she saw a blinking eye in the ruins.“I vote we never come back here,

Kai hadn’t dreamed in days. Maybe weeks.But the night after the Spindle collapsed, he dreamed of Daren.Not the fractured echo. Not the Riftlight revenant.Just his brother. Whole. Laughing. Holding a coffee mug with the words "Loop Happens."“Did we do it?” Kai asked in the dream.Daren sipped and shrugged. “You flattened the loop, sure. But that was just the sandbox.”“The sandbox?”“Yeah.” He leaned in, voice suddenly cold. “You ever wonder who was watching the Architect?”Kai woke up gasping.They’d taken shelter in a decommissioned skyport, its upper decks open to the rising dawn. Lyra was adjusting Zan’s new casing — a more compact, armor-mounted unit that pulsed with soft green light.Mags was tossing knives at a beam with “NULL 4EVER” scrawled in graffiti — clearly not hers.Everything felt… normal.Too normal.Kai turned to Zan. “That dream… was it real?”> “Analyzing residual memory imprint…” Zan paused.> “Unknown quantum markers detected. External projection highly probab

The Spindle wasn’t a building.It was a wound in the world.Rising five hundred stories into the storm-dark sky, it twisted like a double helix — its outer rings constantly spinning, grinding against gravity itself. At its core, a quantum reactor hummed with the raw power of fractured time, wrapped in scarred scaffolding and locked AI firewalls.It had been abandoned after the first rift implosion — when the original Echo engine cracked spacetime wide open. Since then, no one who entered ever returned.Until now.Kai, Mags, Lyra, Daren, and Zan stood at the outer rim — staring at the tower as lightning raced along its exoskeleton.Zan’s voice was grim.> “The Architect has full access to internal defenses. Expect phase-shifting corridors, echo traps, and weaponized memories.”Mags cocked her gun. “Can’t wait.”Daren cracked his knuckles. “This place made me what I am.”Kai looked at him. “Then maybe it’s time we unmake it.”They entered through the breached maintenance corridor, the

Kai stared at his reflection in the broken mirror of the abandoned relay station.He didn’t recognize the face anymore — not fully.Somewhere beneath the exhaustion, blood, and rift scars, the old him still existed. But after syncing with three anchors, fighting Null, and nearly breaking under Daren’s full memory set… the line between past, present, and possible had blurred.Mags entered, tossing him a ration bar. “Eat. Before you fall over and we have to carry your philosophical butt through another ambush.”“Charming as always,” Kai muttered.“You’re welcome.” She sat on a half-collapsed console. “You know he’s not stable, right?”She nodded toward the other room — where Daren sat cross-legged, staring into space. His armor cracked and flickering. His eyes glowing faintly blue.“He’s still my brother.”“He’s also half-looped and whispering to invisible voices.”Kai looked at her. “You trust me, don’t you?”“Of course,” Mags said. Then, after a pause: “But I trust Zan to tell me when

Daren stood beneath the leaking skylight, cloaked in the cold glow of quantum stasis, his eyes aglow with Riftlight — that eerie hue that only came from being too long in the fracture between timelines.Kai’s heart hammered in his chest. He took one cautious step forward.“…Daren?”His brother tilted his head — almost curious. “You look tired. That’s good. Means you’re learning.”Mags whispered to Lyra, “Can we shoot him now or are we doing the whole dramatic reveal thing first?”“Dramatic first. Shoot later,” Lyra replied dryly, one hand hovering over her weapon.Kai ignored them. “You’re alive. You survived .”Daren’s expression flickered. “Alive? Hard to say. I’ve died 43 times. I’ve burned. Drowned. Fragmented. I’ve been eaten by a sentient algorithm once — that was creative.”His voice didn’t shake. It reverberated.Kai stepped closer. “You don’t have to stay in this. Come with us. We can anchor the real you, bring you back—”Daren’s smile chilled the room. “You think you’re anch