Chapter 404
Author: Mel Hope
last update2026-01-31 14:51:06

Antonio’s car rolled to a smooth stop in front of his mansion, the tires whispering softly against the paved driveway as the engine settled into silence. The night air was crisp, cool enough to bite lightly at the skin, and it carried with it the faint scent of damp earth and trimmed hedges. Somewhere far away, the low hum of distant traffic drifted through the quiet, barely noticeable, as though the world itself had slowed to observe this moment. Antonio remained seated for a few seconds, his
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    Cynthia’s fingers hovered over the screen for a brief second before she finally answered the call.“Hello?” Her voice was controlled, but the strain beneath it was unmistakable.There was a pause on the other end. A faint sound of breathing. Then a voice she had not heard in what felt like years.“Cynthia.”Her heart skipped.She knew that voice instantly.“Elias Greyson,” she said quietly, not even bothering to hide the tension in her tone.It was her biological father.“Yes,” he replied, clearing his throat slightly. “It’s me.”The air between them felt heavy, even across the distance of the call. Years of silence pressed into that small space between each breath, each word. The distance was not just physical—it was layered with pride, hurt, and things left unsaid.“We just received news,” Elias began, his voice measured but edged with urgency, “that Bellagio Group is in ruins. That the building collapsed overnight.”Cynthia closed her eyes briefly. The image of twisted steel and sh

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    The following morning broke with an uneasy stillness.Across the city, headlines flashed across television screens, trended across social media feeds, and echoed through radio broadcasts: Bellagio Group was no more.What had once stood as a towering symbol of influence and wealth now existed only in memory and rubble.People gathered in clusters—at cafés, in offices, along sidewalks—speaking in hushed disbelief.“It collapsed overnight.”“No warning?”“They said the entire building just gave way.”“How does something like that even happen?”The questions multiplied, but answers were nowhere to be found.Cynthia heard the news from the small sitting room where she had barely slept. Her television had been left on from the night before, the volume low. She had drifted in and out of shallow rest, her thoughts consumed with Antonio’s disappearance and the growing instability within the company.When the breaking news banner flashed across the screen, she froze.The reporter stood before a

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    “Listen carefully,” the creature continued.Antonio, still kneeling from his earlier plea, lifted his head slightly and turned toward it. Though the vast expanse remained suspended in its strange neutrality of light and shadow, there was a new steadiness in the creature’s tone—measured, deliberate.“Even if you lose everything at this point,” the creature said, “you are going to get back all.”Antonio’s brows furrowed deeply. “All?”“All,” the creature repeated without hesitation. “It is only a matter of time.”Antonio searched its shifting face for any trace of exaggeration, any hint of deception. “You mean my businesses? My investments? Everything that disappears?”“Yes,” the creature replied calmly. “But not in the same fragile form. What returns to you will return through you.”Antonio absorbed the statement slowly, turning it over in his mind. Through him. Not around him. Not attached externally.“So this loss,” he said cautiously, “is temporary?”“It is transitional,” the creatu

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    The creature regarded Antonio steadily. Its expression did not carry cruelty, but it carried certainty.“There is no other way,” it said.Antonio’s chest tightened.“No alternative?” he pressed. “No different path? No partial surrender? Nothing?”The creature shook its head slowly.“There is nothing else you can do if you truly want to return to Earth and live,” it said calmly. “Unless you no longer desire to return to life.”The words settled heavily in the air.Antonio stared at the creature, searching its face for hesitation, for flexibility, for even the slightest loophole.There was none.“You mean,” Antonio whispered, “my only option is to go down?”“Yes.”“And lose everything?”“Yes.”“And if I refuse?”“Then you remain here,” the creature answered evenly. “You exist, but you do not return. Your earthly story ends as it already has.”Antonio swallowed hard.He thought of Earth—of unfinished conversations, unresolved betrayals, Cynthia’s face, the empire he had built, the power

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    The creature studied Antonio for a long moment. Its form shimmered faintly, as though responding to unseen currents that moved through the vast, suspended expanse around them. The space remained neither bright nor dark, but something in the atmosphere shifted subtly—becoming heavier, more deliberate, as though the conversation itself carried weight that altered the environment.“You are impatient,” the creature said at last.Antonio frowned, unsettled by the certainty in its tone. “Impatient?”“Yes,” the creature replied evenly. “Even now.”Antonio straightened instinctively, resisting the implication. “You said I wasn’t complete. You said I hadn’t reached the highest level of power. So what did I miss?”The creature’s gaze deepened, its eyes seeming to see through him rather than at him. “The last time you were here… you were given a choice.”Antonio remembered.The emptiness. The silence. The sensation of standing at the edge of something immeasurable, something vast and incomprehen

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    The following morning at Bellagio Group began like any other working day, but beneath the surface of routine greetings and elevator chimes, something was wrong. The reception desk operated as usual. Assistants sorted files. Managers reviewed schedules. The building’s glass exterior reflected the early sun in calm brilliance. Yet an invisible tension drifted quietly through the corridors.Antonio had not arrived.At first, no one paid it much attention. He was known for discipline, but on rare occasions he shifted his schedule without broad announcements. Still, as minutes stretched into an hour, concern began to surface. His office had remained locked from the inside the previous night. Security had followed standard procedure and unlocked it in the early hours.It was empty.His desk was undisturbed. His chair was positioned neatly. Nothing appeared stolen or broken. Yet he was not there.His phone was unreachable.His vehicle was not in the parking lot.No one had seen him leave.Wi

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