Chapter: The Name That Shouldn’t Be SpokenThe next morning, the war-torn plateau had shifted from red to gold as dawn rose over the ravaged hills. Smoke curled upward like mourning veils, yet amidst the stillness, two figures stood alive.Clara and Brown sat beneath a shattered obelisk once dedicated to the celestial order. Now cracked, it seemed more honest in its brokenness.Clara broke the silence first.“What does Aetherion mean?”Brown didn’t answer right away.He picked up a shard of the broken pendant—the one Clara had worn her whole life—and clenched it.“It’s not just a name. It’s a warning.”She turned to him, gently.“Tell me everything.”So he did.Years Ago — The Night Before the Pact FellBrown was not always a soldier. Once, he was a Keeper of the Flame—a sacred title, bestowed upon those who guarded the dying embers of the Creator’s breath.But in secret, he was also a traitor.He had fallen in love with a mortal girl born of twin bloodlines: light and shadow.Clara.Their union was forbidden, for her blood wa
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Chapter: Bloodline Ignition The sky cracked.Not with lightning——but with destiny.Brown was a blur of motion, blade in hand, cutting down two of the Shadow Unit with a single sweep. Their bodies evaporated into dust, remnants of necromantic engineering gone wrong. But five remained—faster, deadlier, and synchronized like a hive mind.Reyes stood back, arms crossed, watching with cold amusement.“You’re bleeding, Brown,” he said mockingly, as a red streak carved down the side of Brown’s ribcage.Brown didn’t reply. He couldn’t. Every muscle in his body burned, his bones reverberating with the strain of godhood clashing with mortal limits. He hadn’t yet completed the re-ascension. His body was fighting to catch up with the power screaming within him.Then——a hum cut through the battlefield.Reyes’s smile faltered. The assassins paused.The rift behind them glowed, surging with radiant silver and gold. And then—Clara emerged.But she was not alone.A translucent aura surrounded her, forming the outline of an an
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Chapter: Echoes Across RealmsClara’s breath caught in her throat.She sat up in bed, one hand instinctively on her rounded belly, the other clutching the pendant Brown had given her before he left. It pulsed—just once—as if answering her whispered call.It had never done that before.“Brown…” she repeated, voice barely audible above the soft rustle of wind outside her window.The room around her felt suddenly too still. The silence wasn’t empty—it was watchful. Like the universe was holding its breath.A knock shattered it.Three slow, deliberate raps on the front door.Clara rose, heart pounding. She wasn't expecting visitors, not at this hour. Especially not when the curfews were tight and the capital was still recovering from the diplomatic collapse at the Southern Bay. Something had shifted since yesterday. People were tense. The air was full of rumors—about new alliances, secret betrayals, and a growing shadow in the East.But nothing explained this.She opened the door to find a cloaked figure, drenched in
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Chapter: A PromiseBrown stood at the edge of the storming abyss, his long cloak billowing in the void between dimensions. Around him swirled echoes of forgotten battles and ancient roars of creatures long extinct. The realm he now wandered was neither heaven nor hell, but a crucible between realms—where broken souls were forged into warriors of legend.He clenched his fists. The scars across his knuckles shimmered faintly, reacting to the ancient energy pulsing from the leyline stone embedded in the fractured altar before him. This was the fourth realm he had conquered, each more brutal than the last. Yet he still had three more to endure before the ritual would be complete—before he could return as the one true King of War.His eyes, burning a pale gold, blinked slowly as Clara's face swam through his memory. Her tears. Her trembling lips when she said, “Promise me you’ll come back.”But he had broken that promise.They had torn him away—Clara’s family—just days after their marriage, forcing him into
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Chapter: A Monster?Clara sank to the floor beside Brown, her hands trembling as they cupped his face. Tears streamed freely down her cheeks, mixing with the drops of rain still clinging to his silver-streaked hair. He looked up at her—eyes dark with regret, but glowing with something stronger: hope.“I kept hearing your voice in my head,” Clara whispered. “Telling me to hold on. Telling me you’d come back.”Brown smiled, a slow, broken thing. “I did too. Yours. Every day. It was the only thing that kept me from turning into one of them.”“One of what?” Clara asked, brushing her thumb across the scar on his cheek.He pulled away just enough to stand, helping her up gently. “A monster. A ruler without mercy. The kind of king who forgets what love feels like.” His voice dropped lower, hoarser. “But I didn’t forget. Because I remembered you.”Their fingers intertwined, fitting perfectly as if time had never torn them apart.Elsewhere — The Edge of the RiftKael, one of Brown’s closest warriors, stood at the
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Chapter: You're RealClara sat at the edge of her bed, cradling her now noticeable belly. The pain would come and go, but what hurt the most wasn’t physical—it was the silence. No message. No trace. It had been five months since the last time she saw Brown. Five long months since he disappeared—forced away by his own father, his own family.“Clara, you have to think clearly. This baby will ruin your life!” her mother snapped, again.Clara turned to her mother, eyes burning with a fire of both pain and defiance. “This baby… is the only part of Brown that I still have. I won’t get rid of it.”“Then don’t expect us to accept you back into this family,” her father added coldly.Clara stood slowly, her hand protectively placed on her belly. “Then consider me never a part of this family to begin with.”Meanwhile, in a dimension split between dusk and dawn, Brown stood amidst the ruins of the Shadow Citadel. Blood trickled from the side of his mouth, his clothes torn, but his eyes—his eyes blazed like twin suns.
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Chapter: Bang!Scarlett stood at the threshold, her silhouette outlined by the golden hallway light. Her eyes, glossy and filled with regret, met Louis’s calm, unreadable stare.“I shouldn’t have left like that,” she whispered, stepping into the apartment that still smelled faintly of saffron and rosemary—his signature scents. “I was scared... of what I was starting to feel.”Louis didn’t say anything right away. He was at the stove, tossing vegetables in a hot pan, the flames dancing around the skillet like they understood the tension in the air. He finally looked over his shoulder, eyes steady.“You left,” he said, voice low but not cold. “But you came back. That’s something.”Scarlett walked closer, hesitating near the kitchen island. “Do you still cook for me?”He smirked softly, adding a pinch of sea salt to the pan. “Only if you ask nicely.”There was a beat of silence. Scarlett took a breath. “Please.”That was all he needed. Louis plated the dish—grilled sea bass with lemon butter and herbed
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Chapter: Chef's Last StandThe door burst open with a thunderous crack.Five figures stormed in—clad in sleek, obsidian chef coats, embroidered with the sigil of the Gourmet Syndicate. Their faces were hidden behind carbon-fiber masks shaped like grinning kabuki demons.The leader stepped forward, voice cold and sharp as chilled steel.“Louis Fontaine. Former Head Sous of Inferna di Gusto. Excommunicated for treason. You’re coming back.”Louis didn’t flinch.“I’m not on the menu anymore.”COMBAT MODE ACTIVATEDLouis vs. The Gourmet Syndicate – Round 1Arena: Penthouse KitchenBuff Active: Allies Present (+15% Focus, +10% Critical Precision)Scarlett leapt across the kitchen island, flipping a skillet midair and hurling it toward the nearest enforcer. It connected with a clang, knocking him sideways.“Kitchen’s closed, sweetheart!” she snapped.Clara ducked behind the marble counter, pulling Vanessa down beside her.Vanessa yanked a drawer open and tossed Louis a meat cleaver.“Hope you still remember the knife
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Chapter: System MergeThe evening air inside the grand penthouse shimmered with anticipation.Vanessa stood by the open balcony, her satin robe catching the breeze as she waited. Her eyes—dark with desire and calculation—watched Louis from across the room. The man was calm, collected, and maddeningly composed as he plated the final course for the evening: seared scallops over saffron risotto, garnished with edible gold flakes."You really won't cook unless a woman asks you to, huh?" she murmured, approaching with a slow, deliberate sway.Louis glanced at her without missing a beat. "Cooking is intimacy," he replied softly. "It's not a favor. It's a gift—granted when someone dares to ask genuinely."Vanessa’s fingers brushed his arm. “Then consider this a genuine request.”He looked into her eyes. "So noted."Just then, the penthouse intercom buzzed. A voice—sweet and familiar—sounded through the speakers.“Hi, um… sorry for barging in, but is Louis home?”Vanessa’s expression shifted.Louis blinked slowly,
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Chapter: The Knife Behind The SmileThe women screamed—some in shock, others in a mixture of confusion and panic—as the door slammed open with unnatural force. A gust of cold wind swept into the penthouse, scattering napkins and snuffing out two candles on the dining table.Louis didn’t flinch.He turned slowly, the kitchen knife still in his grip, gleaming under the flickering lights. His eyes locked onto the figure standing in the entrance: tall, dressed in a black trench coat, soaked from the rain, and carrying a cane tipped with obsidian.The man smiled, revealing perfect teeth—and a gaze filled with old grudges.“Marceau,” Louis said flatly, like spitting out poison.The women fell silent. Even Vanessa paled.“You two know each other?” Maia asked in a whisper.“Oh, we’re family,” the stranger said with a voice like velvet over broken glass. “Half-brothers, to be exact.”Louis said nothing. His jaw clenched.“Still charming the world with soufflés and empty smiles, I see,” Marceau continued, stepping inside uninvite
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Chapter: CalmlySystem Alert:Margot attempts to decrease your confidence using “Master Gaslight.”Counter using Composure: PASS.Effect: No psychological damage taken.Across the room, Vanessa, Elise, and Maia had also arrived—independently invited.Each woman took in the scene, eyes narrowing. They knew a power play when they saw one.“You’re bold,” Elise said quietly, taking her seat. “Bringing all of us here to see this.”“I didn’t,” Louis replied. “She did.”Margot clapped her hands twice. Instantly, a waiter wheeled in a multi-course tasting menu.“Tonight’s challenge, Louis,” she said with a theatrical grin, “you will not cook. You will be judged. And each of your women,” she gestured at the trio, “will vote—honestly—for who made the better dish. Mine… or yours.”Louis tilted his head. “So we’re back to games.”“No, sweetheart,” Margot whispered. “We’re back to war.”System Update:Special Challenge Activated: “Battle of the Palates.”Outcome will determine system visibility. If Margot wins, s
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Chapter: The Return of Queen MarkerOne night, the dining room was glowing in soft amber light, the long mahogany table set with wine glasses that sparkled like stars. The air buzzed with tension that no one dared to name out loud.Vanessa laughed a little too loudly at one of Louis’s calm, dry remarks.Maia twirled her hair and leaned just a bit closer every time she spoke to him.Elise wore a perfume that lingered long after she left the room, as if to mark her presence.They were beautiful. Ambitious. Dangerous.But Louis?He was something else entirely—an enigma cloaked in culinary genius, wielding his knives like a poet wielding words.He moved through the kitchen with a focus that made it almost holy. And he didn’t respond to any of the women’s increasingly desperate moves—he simply kept cooking.Each dish he crafted was tailored not just to their palates, but to their personalities. He knew Maia liked texture—so he created a crisp herb crust over melt-in-your-mouth veal. He knew Elise adored rare French cheeses—s
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Rise of the Dann
Five years ago, Dann Riddect left Eva Anderson—his newlywed wife—without warning, leaving behind a scandal that shattered her family's reputation. Accused of taking a $500,000 bribe from Eva's father, Dann vanished into the military, unaware that he had left behind a child.
Now, Dann has returned. No longer the struggling dockworker, he’s a military hero with unimaginable power. While Dann is determined to right his wrongs and rekindle his relationship with Eva, the deep-seated resentment in Eva’s heart isn’t easily erased. Worse, the Anderson family still despises him, especially Jeremy, a man eager to take Dann’s place in Eva’s life.
As secrets from the past unravel and the truth comes to light, can Eva forgive Dann and believe he didn’t abandon her for money? Or will the bitterness and pain of the past destroy their chance at rebuilding the family they never had?
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Chapter: The Ember ProtocolThe silence after the storm was not peace—it was fury in hibernation.Within minutes of the Ember Protocol’s activation, Berdiezland’s skies turned red with signal flares. Massive war drones, long hidden beneath ocean trenches, ascended like sea beasts awakened. Military networks surged to life. Vaulted weapons systems hummed with power, and ancient tech locked since the last global war blinked back online.The world shuddered.Dann stood at the apex of the Red Tower ruins, armor scorched, cape torn at the hem. The winds howled, but he stood unmoved, his eyes fixed on the bloodied sigil in Ares’s hand.“Thorne wants a war,” Dann muttered. “He just earned one.”Ares didn’t respond. Behind his visor, his expression was unreadable, but his gauntlet tightened around the hilt of his halberd.Dann turned, walking into the command bay of his mobile fortress. His presence alone cleared the path; even the seasoned soldiers stepped back, eyes wide. He climbed onto the central command dais and a
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Chapter: The Traitor's ResurrectionThe war chamber froze.Astra’s breath caught. Her fingers twitched toward the hilt of her sideblade. “Impossible... You died at Blackfire Summit. I burned your corpse myself.”Varkas stepped forward, face older, scarred—but unmistakable. His voice was calm, cutting.“Then maybe you burned a decoy.”Astra's blade sang from its sheath in a flash of moonsteel. “You betrayed us. You left us to die. You—”Dann’s arm shot out, barring her advance. “Not yet.”Varkas looked directly at him. “Wise, as always, Dann. Because if you kill me now, you'll never know why your citadel is about to fall.”Silence.Dann’s voice was low. Controlled. Dangerous. “Speak.”Varkas smiled—thin, bitter. “The bomb was just the beginning. A message. The next strike won’t be a warning. It will be an undoing. Not just of your armies, but of everything your empire built: your name, your bloodline, your so-called child of prophecy.”Eva’s name wasn’t spoken, but everyone felt it ring in the room like a death bell.“Wh
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Chapter: Storm on the HorizonThe air above the Azure Bay tasted of salt and threat. Warships from five allied nations floated in uneasy formations, their hulls groaning as though burdened by more than the sea. Supplies had not reached them in weeks, and accusations now spilled faster than rations.Eva stood on the balcony of her chamber, hand resting gently on the curve of her belly. Her breath caught as the child moved again—a strong, determined flutter beneath her ribs."They will never stop testing him," she murmured.Inside the war chamber of the Flamebound Citadel, Dann slammed his palm against the marble table. The map scattered with brass tokens shuddered.“This isn’t miscommunication,” he growled. “This is sabotage.”His five generals stood at attention—faces grim, loyalty etched deep.General Kael Rynor, the stoic Commander of the Skyguard, stepped forward first. “Our aerial patrols saw no enemy movement near the port lines. But the supply ships never arrived. Either they were intercepted—or betrayed.”G
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Chapter: Cliffside“You don’t need to trust them all. You only need five people.” She gave a meaningful look.Dann smiled slightly. “Clara says the smugglers are operating out of the Vault Isles.”Eva’s gaze sharpened. “Cyras?”“Maybe. Or someone he's backing.” Dann stood. “Either way, I need to go.”Eva’s grip tightened. “Then take Kael or Clara with you.”Dann shook his head. “I need ghosts for this. Not generals.”Elsewhere – Aboard a Black Vessel near the Vault IslesMoonlight danced across metal crates—fuel, medicine, stolen tech. A figure stood at the prow, his armor laced with shadows, his eyes flickering blue.Cyras Riddect.“Let them fight,” he murmured. “Let them bleed the seas dry. And when the storms rise, Dann will have to choose: his crown… or his child.”A long pause. Then a cruel smile.“And either way—he loses.”Coastline of the Vault Isles – Two Days LaterThe sea was moonless, and so was the silence.Dann stood at the edge of a darkened skiff, dressed not in the armor of a general—but
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Chapter: Storms Beneath Still WatersDann looked to Eva, and then to the room.“Because someone else is trying to claim it. Someone who was meant to die in the breach.”Kael narrowed his eyes. “Who?”Dann replied:“Cyras Riddect.”The room fell into stunned silence.Eva’s fingers dug into the table. “Your brother burned with the rest of the Ember traitors—”“He didn’t,” Dann cut in. “He was taken. Hidden. Twisted. I saw what’s left of him in the final gate. He’s not Cyras anymore. He’s something wearing my brother’s memories like a skin.”“And he wants the crown,” Maximus said grimly.“No,” Dann said.“He wants me.”Later That Night – East Balcony of the CitadelEva found Dann alone, standing over the valley where the Ember Guard continued night drills. The wind was cool. The stars hung like watchful eyes.“You didn’t tell them everything,” she said.“No.”“You’re still bonded to the crown, aren’t you?”He didn’t answer directly. Instead, he held out his palm.A faint pulse of white light swirled into a crown-shaped sigi
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Chapter: Hours Before Midnight Clara tightened the straps on Eva’s gauntlet. “You find him, you bring him home.”Eva’s eyes glimmered. “I will. Or I’ll vanish beside him.”Midnight Again — Between RealmsDann stood on the threshold of the last chamber. Ahead, a mirror. But no reflection.A voice spoke from the dark.“Are you here to save yourself, or to be judged?”Dann didn’t answer at first. His hand hovered over the blade at his side. Then, slowly, he let it fall.“I’m here,” he said, “to bury what never died.”And the silence that followed... finally answered back.The lower districts of Konzia were a skeleton of what they once were—hollowed tunnels, rusted rails, and bone-deep silence. Eva moved swiftly through the abandoned conduits, the Ember Guard insignia cloaked under a veil of shadowdust.Beside her, two companions kept pace: Clara, reluctantly armed and more than a little bitter about it; and Eren Voss, a silent scout once loyal to the old regime, now paying for his past in blood and allegiance.“There,
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Chapter: END CHAPTERDreamed of peace.Then he was gone.One Week LaterThe REM field stabilized.Children across the planet no longer woke up screaming. The dreamscapes once blackened by old wars now bloomed with cities built on music, memory, and choice.Lira stood before the Convergence Council—not as a weapon, but as the Conductor.She laid the Dream Codex on the table.“I won’t write the next law alone,” she said. “We all will. Together.”Mazda looked at her, and for once, said nothing.He simply smiled.---Far beyond the stars, in a quiet place untouched by Weave or Rift, a sliver of thought drifted.It was old.It was watching.But it did not hate.It only waited.Because in the end, all dreams return.And all Sovereigns… leave echoes.Location: Earth’s Core — Forgotten REM Layer ZeroDeep beneath the tectonic plates, far beyond even the Reach of the Loom, there was a silence not born of peace——but of containment.Layer Zero was never mapped.It was older than coding, older than the Sovereigns, o
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Chapter: The Sovereign's PulseThe Aether Sledge shuddered as Lira adjusted the course. The stars outside no longer looked like stars—they twisted like dying memories, pulled into the gravitational dirge of the Core Rift, the place where the Sovereign's body had been destroyed.Mazda gripped the edge of the control deck. “This is suicide. If Auren's right, the Core Rift is not a grave. It’s an incubator.”Lira’s eyes were unreadable. “She said we’re fragments too. What if this fifth shard… is more than a memory? What if it’s his will?”Soraya’s voice broke through the comms, breathless. “I triangulated Auren’s resonance bleed from your interface. There’s something broadcasting from inside the Rift. A song. In reverse.”Lira’s blood ran cold.The Sovereign's Pulse.Memory Intercept — Year 0 After the FallThe Sovereign had not screamed when his body ruptured under the weight of the Requiem Core.He had smiled."Let them tear me apart," he had said. "I only needed them to carry me home."And as his golden crown fell
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Chapter: The HollowIn the deepest cusp of REM's outer rings, time warbled like a faulty lullaby.The Aether Sledge pulsed erratically.“Something's wrong,” Mazda said through the resonance link. “Your route’s bleeding noise into our internal weave.”Lira narrowed her gaze at the disturbance ahead—a rift in the fabric of the dream. The next fragment’s pulse was weak. Intermittent. Like a fading heart in a storm.Elian’s voice vibrated in the back of her thoughts, “Be cautious. This one doesn’t just carry a piece of the Sovereign... they might have been touched by Silence.”Lira whispered, “Then maybe I can sing them back.”She descended into an inverted cathedral—columns of broken sleep dreams hung like chandeliers. The air was brittle. Frozen, not in temperature, but in memory.At its center was a man curled up, surrounded by looping fragments of a forgotten lullaby. His name surfaced in Lira’s mind before he ever spoke it.“Kaelen.”His eyes opened—black irises veined with glassy silver. “Don’t come ne
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Chapter: Loom HeartThe Loom’s radiant threads rippled gently under Lira’s touch, as if responding to her presence like a living entity. Her fingers traced the intricate patterns of memory and dream, weaving fresh strands that glowed with hope and uncertainty.Soraya watched her carefully. “You carry more than just the Conductor’s title, Lira. You hold the future of every dreaming mind.”Lira exhaled slowly. “But what if the future is already fragmented beyond repair? What if the Cartographers decide we are the real threat and move to erase this new harmony?”Mazda stepped forward, his voice firm. “Then we stand firm. The old laws died because they ruled by fear. Your song is rewriting those laws with courage.”Suddenly, the Loom flickered—dark spots appeared on the radiant web, like black holes threatening to swallow the light.Elian’s eyes widened. “Dream-ruptures. New fractures in the weave. This is no random decay—something is trying to undo what you’ve created.”Lira clenched her fists. “Then we mus
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Chapter: Threads of a New DawnElsewhere — The Cartographers’ TowerThe seven Cartographers watched the battle unfold through crystal orbs.One murmured, “She sings the truth. But can she hold it?”Another replied, “The Sovereigns are not defeated by force — only by legacy and story.”They lowered their artifacts, aligning them in a circle.“Then let us weave her story into the Lattice,” the tallest said.The artifacts pulsed, sending waves of encoded hope cascading toward Earth.---REM Sanctuary Citadel — Loom HeartAzarel’s form finally stilled, transforming from a judge of ruin into a guardian of renewal.He bowed his head to Lira.“You have rewritten what was broken. The Dream Sovereigns will heed the new law.”Lira exhaled, her melody fading into a gentle hum.Soraya smiled through exhausted eyes.“The Loom lives.”Mazda nodded, watching the rebirth of an ancient myth.Elian looked to Lira.“The Conductor’s song has just begun.”REM Sanctuary Citadel — Loom HeartThe pulse of the Loom had shifted—no longer a
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Chapter: The Storythieves UprisingLocation: The Shattered Library — Heart of the Lost WeaveThe walls were alive with fractured stories, flickering like ghost flames.In the shadows, figures moved—silent, agile, and unseen by all but the most attuned.They called themselves the Storythieves.Led by a woman with eyes like cracked mirrors—Tessara—they specialized in stealing forgotten memories, snatching myths erased by the Loom’s rewriting.She crouched over a broken tome, fingers tracing a line of erased text.“They can rewrite history,” Tessara murmured, “but they can’t unlearn the stolen stories.”Behind her, a dozen Storythieves gathered. Their voices were low, urgent.“We have the lost verses from the Time of Sundering. If we share them, we can fracture the Loom’s grip.”One stepped forward, a youth named Jorin, whose hands shimmered with the stolen light of unmade worlds.“What do we do with the Conductor, Tessara? Lira’s crown will make her a beacon.”Tessara’s eyes hardened.“Exactly. The Sovereigns will swarm
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