All Chapters of The Urban Supernatural Guy: Chapter 91
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Chapter 88: The Battle of Existence
The Unmakers didn't attack with violence. They attacked with absence. Wherever they touched reality, things stopped existing. Not destroyed—erased. Removed from causality itself, as if they'd never been.The first casualties were empty dimensions, spaces the fragments had claimed for expansion. Marcus felt them vanish through the bridge network. Not death, which left echoes. Unmade, which left nothing."Defensive positions holding," Catherine reported. Her hybrids were stationed at dimensional junctures, reinforcing reality's weakening foundations. "But we're losing ground. For every support we build, they erase three."Through the Multiverse Council feeds, Marcus watched other civilizations defending their territories. The Old Ones used their ancient technology to create reality shields. The Lattice-Formers sang frequencies that reinforced dimensional stability. The Swarm vessels formed protective formations around vulnerable worlds.But the Unmakers kept coming. Thousands of absenc
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Chapter 89: Fragments of a Bridge-Builder
Elena felt Marcus disappear piece by piece through the bridge network. Not dying—dissolving. His consciousness fragmenting across eight billion people like a bridge that had stretched too far."No," she whispered. "No, you don't get to sacrifice yourself. Not after everything."But the network was empty of him. Just echoes. Pieces of Marcus living in millions of minds, none of them complete enough to be the person she loved.Around Earth, the transformed Unmakers were stabilizing. Their conversion from entropy to creation was holding. They'd stopped erasing and started building, reconstructing the damage they'd done. The Atlantic Ocean that had been unmade was being remade. The fragment timelines that had been destroyed were being restored.Existence had won. But the cost was Marcus."Can we put him back together?" Elena demanded. She was in Vale Industries' command center, surrounded by everyone Marcus had saved. His family, the fragments, the allies. All of them staring at scanners
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Chapter 90: The Final Marcus
The Multiverse Council chambers existed in a dimension designed for neutrality—a space where no single civilization held advantage. When Marcus arrived through an emergency bridge, he found the chamber in chaos.A figure stood at the center, and Marcus's blood ran cold. It looked exactly like him. Not the original copy or the ancient version. This was him, down to the scar on his left hand from the Swarm attack, the tired set to his shoulders from recent battles."I'm Marcus Vale," the figure announced to the assembled representatives. "The actual Marcus Vale. The one you've been interacting with is an impostor."Through the bridge network, Marcus felt humanity's confusion. Elena's voice: "Marcus, what's happening?""I don't know. But I'm going to find out."Marcus stepped forward. The assembled representatives—Old Ones, Lattice-Formers, representatives from dozens of civilizations—watched as two identical people confronted each other."Who are you?" Marcus demanded."I already said
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Epilogue: Six Months Later
SIX MONTHS LATERMarcus was teaching bridge-building to a group of students from a civilization called the Resonant when his daughter kicked him for the first time.It was a subtle movement—barely a flutter—but through the delicate web of energy surrounding him, it felt like a spark against the vast hum of the multiverse. A reminder that life—real, simple, human life—could still surprise him.“Elena!” he called across the classroom, unable to contain his grin. “She’s kicking!”Elena looked up from her datapad, where she’d been monitoring the cross-dimensional link between Earth and Virellan Prime. Her hair was pulled into a messy knot, her posture defiant of the doctor’s orders to rest. “She’s been doing that for weeks,” she said, a knowing smile curving her lips. “You just haven’t been paying attention.”Marcus pressed a hand to his chest in mock offense. “I’ve been a little busy saving the multiverse.”“Excuses,” she said, laughter threading through her voice.The Resonant students
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