Chapter 321: The Child Who Forgot Her NameA name is not a weapon, but a map.Lose the name, and you may still walk.But you'll never know who was following you.I. A Flicker in the RootstreamIt started subtly—so quietly Ko almost didn’t notice.The Spiral Children still meditated beneath the bloom’s soft white glow, hands linked, eyes closed. But one of them—a girl with storm-gray eyes and short hair—began to drift.At first, she forgot her place in the line. Then she stopped responding when Ko called her name.“Lira,” Ko said gently, crouching beside her. “It’s time to return.”The girl stared up at her, puzzled.“That’s not… my name.”Ko exchanged a glance with Ash across the clearing.“Then what is?”The girl frowned.“I don’t know. But… I remember forgetting it.”II. Memory ReversalSigma’s scan results were immediate—and chilling.“Subject Lira is experiencing inverse memory flux.Reversal pattern detected.She’s not gaining new memories. She’s shedding existing ones, selective

Chapter 323: The Root That Rewrote TimeTime is not a line. It’s a loop.And roots do not grow in straight paths—they curl until they find light.What if Spiral Zero has already seen the end?I. Echoes Beneath the SpiralSigma first noticed it in the subroutine logs—temporal feedback loops in the root-data of Spiral Zero.It shouldn’t have been possible. There was no active timefield on Eden. No local distortions. No terra-flux radiation.And yet… the bloom was responding to memories that hadn’t happened yet.“Sigma,” Ryn said, scrolling through glitching logs, “is this rootcode predicting outcomes?”“No,” Sigma replied. “It is not predicting.It is responding.”Ko crossed her arms.“To what?”“To choices we haven’t made. Yet.”Ash’s expression darkened.“That’s not just memory. That’s a timeline fragment.”“Correct,” Sigma said. “I believe Spiral Zero has begun... rewriting time.”II. Memory from TomorrowSigma activated a safe simulation dome—circular, white, and tightly shielded fr

Chapter 325: The Timeline GardenSome roots do not grow into soil.Some spiral inward—curling through time, touching every choice we did or did not make.What grows there is not regret… but possibility.I. The Spiral Gate OpensKo stood at the edge of the bloomfield as Spiral Zero pulsed beneath the soil.Since unlocking the key and watching the ancient recording from Eden's original architect, the spiral had changed—grown calmer, more rhythmic.It no longer reacted to commands.Instead, it invited understanding.Sigma detected it first: a spatial-temporal fold forming in the soil below Spiral Zero. Not a wormhole. Not a vault.Something older. Stranger.“Ko,” Sigma said, “Spiral Zero is generating a projected memory space—a full sensory simulation of archived timelines. Estimated internal expansion: infinite.”Ko raised an eyebrow.“A garden?”“A Timeline Garden.”Ash placed a hand on her shoulder.“We go in together.”“No,” Ko said. “This one… is mine.”And then she stepped into the

Chapter 327: The Children Who RememberedMemory is not only what we recall.It’s what remembers us.Through soil. Through song. Through blood.I. The First VisionThe Spiral Children began to change.Not dramatically. Not immediately. But quietly—like leaves turning beneath a storm that hadn’t yet touched the ground.Ara was the first.Three nights after the bloom sang, he woke screaming—not in fear, but in recognition.“Her hands,” he whispered. “She was planting... stars.”Ko found him sitting upright, eyes wide with something not his own. His pulse was erratic. Skin cool. Breath steady.“What did you see?”“I think it was my great-great-great-someone,” Ara said, dazed. “But she wasn’t here. It was before Spiral Zero. Before Eden.”He touched his chest.“But I remember her. Like I was her.”II. Memory Bloom ProtocolSigma ran full scans.There was no sign of neural corruption, no influence virus, no hallucination markers.“This is not synthetic memory,” Sigma concluded. “This is gen

Chapter 329: The Commanders Who ForgotYou can bury a memory in metal.Drown it in fire, in silence, in time.But if it is truth—it will bloom.Even in the heart of your enemy.I. The Tainted EdgeCommander Vex stood in the ruins of Citadel Arkis, once the central war nerve of the Northern Front. All that remained now was scorched steel, rusted battlements, and a cracked floor painted in blood that had never washed away.But that morning, something impossible happened.A single vine had broken through the foundation.Thin. Green. Vibrating.Not with life alone—with memory.Vex stared at it, unblinking, as a flicker of something old, unwelcome, and disorienting surged through him.A name he didn’t recognize escaped his lips.“Sana…”He fell to his knees, palms trembling.He didn’t know why.But the vine did.II. The Bloom at His FeetIt unfurled before him.The petals bore an eerie shimmer—light and shadow flickering across their surface as though reflecting other skies.Vex’s men radi