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The wind howled above the cracked desert cliffs as Samuel and Joey stepped off the battered convoy truck. Before them sprawled a vast wasteland of red stone, jagged and sun-scorched, hiding within it the remnants of something ancient—older than Archive, older than Veil, older even than the known history of Light.“This is it?” Joey asked, brushing ash from his coat and squinting beneath the rising heat haze. “Doesn’t look sacred to me.”Samuel didn’t answer immediately. His gaze remained fixed on the distant silhouette—an obsidian spire protruding like a broken blade from the sand, its surface humming faintly with violet veins of dormant power.“I’ve seen it before,” Samuel said finally, his voice low. “In visions. Before the fracture. When the Light still trusted me.”They were not alone. Behind them, twelve veterans stood watchfully, many of them gifted with awakened abilities since the Veil had begun bleeding into the world. Elena, whose hands crackled with frozen light, whispered,
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The storm had not yet passed. Shadows still stretched across the veteran camp, cast by the twisted energy lingering from the last dimensional breach. But tonight, another kind of shadow crept closer—one that would cut far deeper than any Veil-born monster ever could.Joey stood before the council, fists clenched, trying to keep his voice steady."Say it again," he said, staring into Marie’s tear-filled eyes. “You’re one of them?”Marie didn’t answer immediately. Her gaze dropped, but not in shame—there was calculation in her silence, as if she was choosing which truth to tell first."I never wanted this to happen," she whispered. "But yes. I’ve been feeding Archive information."The room fell into stunned silence. Even the air seemed to recoil.Beside Joey, Samuel stirred. He sat cross-legged on a platform of light he had conjured—an ability that had manifested only days ago, when he absorbed the remnants of the ritual. His entire body shimmered faintly, veins glowing with twin energi
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The candlelight flickered violently as if disturbed by an invisible force. Deep beneath the ruins of an abandoned cathedral—the supposed old headquarters of the Archive—Samuel stood surrounded by ancient tomes, whispering scrolls, and glyphs that pulsed faintly beneath the floor.He could feel it now.A presence.No, not Veil—something more grounded, human… and yet darker in intent.Joey stood beside him, blade drawn, watching the shadows. “You feel that?” he asked.Samuel nodded slowly. “They’ve been expecting us.”Suddenly, a gust of wind extinguished the candles. A rhythmic clicking echoed down the hallway—heels on stone.From the darkness emerged a woman clad in white robes lined with crimson runes, her eyes shimmering like gold.“You’ve come far, Samuel. Too far,” she said.Joey took a step forward. “Who the hell are you?”“I am Archivist Lucienne. The true face of what you call the Archive.”Samuel’s breath caught. “You… you were in my visions. Watching. Always watching.”Lucien
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The sky above cracked open like shattered glass. Violet fissures tore across the heavens, bleeding light and shadow into the air, a haunting reminder that the boundary between realms—Light and Veil—was unraveling fast.Samuel stood at the edge of the ruined observatory, his cloak fluttering wildly against the chaotic winds. His eyes, once glowing purely gold, now flickered between radiance and shadow. The fracture within him was mirroring the one outside—growing, spiraling, threatening to consume.“This isn’t just a tear,” Samuel muttered, voice barely audible against the rumble of collapsing reality. “It’s a wound. And it’s festering.”Joey stumbled beside him, gripping a metallic shard that once served as a beacon to the Light. Now it buzzed erratically in his palm, pulsing with interference.“We need to find the origin,” Joey said, teeth clenched. “Whatever’s causing this fracture, it’s feeding on you.”Samuel didn't reply. His gaze was fixed far beyond the horizon, where a massive
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The rain had stopped hours ago, but the damp air still clung to the ruins like a second skin. Mist curled between broken columns and jagged remnants of the old world. Samuel stood alone in the shrine’s hollow courtyard, his breath shallow, his hands trembling slightly.Joey watched from a distance, arms crossed, unsure if he should approach. Ever since the failed binding ritual, Samuel had grown quieter, retreating into himself. Something was shifting inside him—something neither light nor shadow could explain.Suddenly, Samuel dropped to his knees.The ground pulsed beneath him.And then the world cracked open.Joey barely had time to move before a pillar of white flame surged from Samuel’s chest, shooting upward into the heavens. A ring of symbols—glowing and ancient—spun around him, inscribed in a language lost to time. Samuel’s eyes rolled back as his body went rigid, a scream trapped behind clenched teeth.“Samuel!” Joey sprinted forward—but the light pushed him back.And then ev
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The early morning mist clung to the ruins where the veterans had made their temporary base. An eerie silence hovered above the crumbled stone walls, broken only by the distant calls of crows circling the cracked spires. Something was wrong.Joey walked briskly through the hallway of the main compound, boots echoing over broken tiles. His senses were sharp, every nerve on edge.“Samuel,” he called, stepping into the training chamber.The chamber glowed softly, golden light pulsing at its center. Samuel hovered a few inches above the ground, his eyes closed, arms raised, fingers curled as if pulling invisible threads from the air. Light gathered around him like strands of silk, twisting and swirling. It wasn’t just light anymore—there was something deeper in it now, something ancient.Joey hesitated. “You’ve been pushing yourself too hard.”Samuel slowly descended, the light collapsing inward and vanishing with a low hum. His eyes opened, revealing golden irises shot with thin cracks of
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