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The battlefield still smoldered from Veil’s latest onslaught. Black ash covered the ground like snowfall, and the sky, ever dimmer, felt like a curtain closing too soon. Survivors gathered in the remnants of the central hall, eyes hollow, hearts heavier than steel. Samuel sat quietly on the stone steps, his breathing shallow, aura flickering—light pulsing from his skin like an old lantern, unsteady and dim.Then the air changed.A sharp breeze twisted through the scorched trees, and with it came a sudden hush, as if the world paused to listen.Out of the shadows walked a figure draped in robes stitched from starlight and ash. His face was obscured by a hood, but his presence radiated raw, ancient power—older than the Veil itself. The wind seemed to bow before him.“Who—” Joey stood, fists clenched. “Who the hell are you?”The figure lifted his hand slowly, palm glowing with swirling runes. “Call me Eron,” he said, voice like echoing thunder in a cave. “I’ve come to offer you a chance—
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The rain outside tapped against the broken windows of the training hall like fingers drumming a war rhythm. It had been hours since Joey returned from the Archive's hidden vault, his mind swirling with the weight of the documents he’d uncovered. But it wasn’t the secrets of the Archive that troubled him the most—it was Samuel.Inside the hall, Samuel stood alone in the center, his breath visible in the cold air. Around him, ethereal strands of light and shadow coiled like sentient mist, dancing with conflicting hunger and grace. His aura, once purely radiant, now pulsed with flickers of something darker—chaotic threads that hissed with whispers only he could hear.Joey stepped in, his boots echoing against the cracked marble. "Samuel."The light faltered. Samuel turned, his eyes hollow with exhaustion and something deeper—regret."You shouldn’t be here," Samuel said softly, his voice edged with restraint. "It’s not safe.""You’ve said that before. I came anyway."A strained silence fe
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The narrow corridor beneath the ruined chapel groaned as Joey pushed open the rusted door. Marie followed close behind, her hand wrapped tightly around the hilt of her blade, eyes sharp in the dim greenish glow of her visor. Beneath the church was the hidden facility—rumored to be a forgotten data vault of the Archive. Until now, it had only been a myth.“This place gives me the creeps,” Marie muttered, running her fingers over the ancient stone walls. “You sure this is where they kept information on Veil?”Joey scanned the corridor. The energy here was strange—dense and heavy, like the air itself didn’t want them to breathe. “If we’re right,” he said, “this is where Samuel’s fracture began.”At the end of the corridor, a metallic door stood, embossed with the Archive’s sigil—a serpent coiled around a fractured sun. Joey placed his hand on the panel. Nothing happened.Marie stepped forward, activated a sigil circuit on her glove, and channeled a surge of etherlight. The panel lit up.
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The air inside the central hall of the Sanctuary was thick—heavy with doubt, anger, and something far more dangerous: division. What was once a haven for unity among the veteran survivors had now become a battlefield of ideology. The walls, etched with ancient protective runes glowing faintly with Samuel’s energy, seemed to pulse with unease.Joey stood at the head of the circular chamber, his jaw tight. Around him, clusters of veterans murmured, their eyes flicking from him to Samuel, who remained seated cross-legged at the far end, hands glowing dimly with celestial energy. His face was pale, marked by lines of exhaustion, but his presence still carried an undeniable weight.“Enough!” barked Captain Eron, slamming his gauntleted fist against the stone pillar. His voice echoed through the chamber. “We can’t just sit here and pretend things haven’t changed! Veil’s voice has returned, and some of us have heard truths that Samuel refuses to share!”A ripple of agreement passed through a
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The darkness was not just around Samuel—it was inside him.He jolted awake in the middle of the night, drenched in sweat, heart pounding like war drums. The bed beneath him felt like ice, though the room was warm. His breath came out in short, visible gasps, as if the air itself had thickened. Moonlight crept through the broken blinds, casting shadows that didn’t match the shape of the objects in his room.He had dreamt of fire, of blood-soaked ruins, and a voice calling his name from within a spiraling chasm.But the worst part? The voice had felt… familiar.Samuel rose to a sitting position, pressing his palms against his temples. “Not again,” he muttered. “Not now.”A movement in the corner of the room froze him. His reflection in the cracked mirror twitched—a second too late. It smiled when he didn’t.Then the shadows shifted.From the corner, darkness gathered unnaturally, drawing itself up into a humanoid form. It didn’t walk. It slithered. A man-shaped silhouette with no featur
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The storm outside was nothing compared to the unease brewing inside the training compound. Rain pelted the metal roof like the rattling of bones, and lightning flashed intermittently, throwing distorted shadows across the stone walls. Tension lay thick in the air. Something was wrong. They all felt it.Joey stood at the edge of the hall, arms crossed, watching the veterans perform controlled exercises with their newly awakened powers. Fire dancers, kinetic strikers, gravity benders—gifts Samuel had accidentally unlocked during his moment of divine awakening. But with each passing day, those powers grew harder to contain. And now, someone was actively making things worse.Marie approached, a tablet in her hand. “Another sabotage,” she whispered, eyes grim. “Someone disabled the pulse dampeners on Quadrant Four. Veteran Keller nearly combusted during practice.”Joey’s jaw tightened. “That’s the third incident this week. Who’s keeping count?”“I am,” Marie replied. “And I’ve cross-checke
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