Three Days After Helix FellThe world hadn’t ended But it had changed. The skies over Zurich were clear now No drones, No pulse towers, No Helix soldiers Just silence And beneath that silence A question. What do you do after you’ve won?THE WORLD RESPONDS TO EDENAcross every continent, the headlines screamed the same word: Eden. Her image was everywhere on screens, posters, broadcasts. A child Barefoot, Calm, Untouched by war, yet powerful enough to end it.Governments panicked, Religious leaders proclaimed prophecy, Corporations saw threat. Wren watched the chaos from a safehouse rooftop in Luxembourg.“Everyone’s trying to define her,” she murmured.Grayson stood beside her.“They don’t get to.”GRAYSON’S CHOICEThe world’s most powerful people demanded access. UN tribunals, NATO security forces, Global scientists, All of them wanted custody of Eden. Grayson stood before the Vanguard council.“She doesn’t belong to anyone,” he said.“She ended this war without a bullet And we’re go

Location: Helix Vault – Undisclosed CoordinatesThe room was dark, Too dark Only one thing moved, a girl sitting perfectly still inside a glass chamber. She looked like Eden, She was Eden But she wasn’t.Her hair was darker, her gaze sharper. Her heartbeat did not echo with the resonance field. The scientists had called her Seraph, Not a savior Not a guardian But a replacement.EDEN FEELS HEREden sat in the meadow again, fingers brushing the grass, when her head jerked back Her eyes went wide.“She’s awake…”Wren, monitoring nearby, froze. “Who?”Eden’s lips trembled.“Me. But not me, A shadow carved from my silence.”SERAPH’S FIRST WORDSInside the vault, Seraph rose to her feet,Her voice was flat, detached, yet precise.“Emotion is weakness, Resonance breeds dependency, Peace must not rely on connection.”She looked directly into the mirrored glass where the scientists stood.“I will give humanity its strength back.”When she smiled, it wasn’t warm, It was surgical.GRAYSON REACTS

Location: Resonance Field – Dreamscape LayerIt happened without warning. One moment, Eden was in the meadow with Grayson and the others, The next her surroundings shimmered, dissolving like mist.She stood in a vast white void, an endless expanse humming with threads of gold light. The resonance field, The place where every human heartbeat whispered into eternity. And across from her A shadow stepped forward, Seraph.MIRRORED FACESFor a heartbeat, Eden saw herself, Same height, Same posture. Even the same tilt of the head. But Seraph’s eyes glowed a piercing violet, Her lips curled in a smirk, not a smile. Her very presence bent the harmony, turning the soft hum into jagged static.Eden whispered: “You shouldn’t exist.”Seraph’s laugh was soft, melodic, and terrible.“And yet, here I am. Born from your fragments, molded by those who knew your song was dangerous.”She circled Eden slowly, like a predator circling prey.“You sing of unity, I sing of freedom. Tell me, little sister, wh

Location: Global Resonance / Equinox CoreFor the first time in days, the world was silent No hum, No chorus, No chaos. The violet resonance that had driven entire nations into madness was gone as though a hand had snuffed out a flame. But silence brought no peace. It carried only dread.GLOBAL REACTIONSIn London, fighters froze mid-swing, their knuckles inches from bloody faces, staring at each other as if waking from a nightmare.In Lagos, vendors blinked at burning stalls, holding stolen goods they couldn’t remember taking.In New York, commuters sat dazed in wrecked subway cars, blood on their clothes, horror dawning in their eyes.The resonance was gone but the scars remained. And across every screen, broadcast towers crackled with static, Then the static cleared.For a fraction of a second, the world glimpsed it, a flash of golden light colliding with violet fire Then nothing.EQUINOX COREWren tore her headset off, gasping for air as the silence thundered in her ears. “No sign

Location: The Resonance VoidThe void trembled on the edge of collapse. Shards of memory fell like burning snow, dissolving into streams of gold and violet fire.Eden and Seraph stood locked in a storm of power two silhouettes clashing again and again, one fractured and dark, the other bleeding but blazing.Seraph’s voice cracked as her porcelain form shattered further. “You think you’ve won? You think those scars are strength?”Eden’s voice was steady, though her body trembled from the strain. “They are more than scars, They are my legacy, They are the proof I am more than what was done to me.” Gold energy surged, tearing through the void, swallowing Seraph’s violet flame.SERAPH’S LAST GAMBITSeraph’s porcelain face split down the middle. From the crack poured not fire but whispers. Thousands of voices, layered and endless. Screams, sobs, pleas. The echoes of every broken soul Seraph had devoured.The whispers swirled toward Eden, trying to drown her, to overwhelm her with humanity’