2026-01-30 00:07:24The climb started with ancient stairs. They were carved into the cavern wall, spiraling upward into darkness. Each step was worn smooth by centuries of neglect. Some had crumbled away completely, leaving gaps I had to jump across.
The construct Lirae followed me. Even knowing she wasn't real, I was grateful not to be alone.
"This is suicide," she said.
"Probably." I kept climbing. My legs are already burned. "But I have to try."
Words appeared in my vision.
[DISTANCE TO CITY: 2.7 KILOMETERS] [ESTIMATED CLIMB TIME: 14 HOURS] [TIME REMAINING UNTIL EXECUTION: 7 HOURS 42 MINUTES]
Seven hours to climb what should take fourteen. Impossible. But I'd survived impossible before.
The stairs ended at a massive shaft that stretched straight up, disappearing into darkness. Metal beams crisscrossed the space, remnants of old machinery. Chains hung from the walls, thick with rust.
"The old maintenance shaft," the construct said. "Before the cities perfected their floating magic, they used mechanical lifts."
I looked up. The shaft seemed endless. "How far?"
"Two points seven kilometers straight up." She touched one of the chains. It crumbled in her hand. "And nothing to climb but broken metal."
I grabbed the most solid-looking beam. It groaned under my weight but held. "Then we use what we have."
The real climb began. Hand over hand, I pulled myself up the metal framework. The beams were slick with moisture. My palms kept slipping. Twice I nearly fell, catching myself at the last second.
The construct floated beside me. She didn't need to climb. Magic kept her aloft. But she stayed close, watching.
"You're bleeding," she said after a while.
I looked at my hands. The skin had torn open. Blood made the metal even more slippery. "I know."
"This is insane."
"You keep saying that."
"Because it's true."
I kept climbing.
Then something moved in the darkness above.
A sound like wet leather scraping stone. A smell hit me, rotten and wrong. The construct froze.
"What was that?"
"I don't know." I climbed faster.
The sound came again, closer. Then I saw it.
A creature clung to the wall twenty feet above me. It had been a rat once, maybe. But wild Vire radiation had twisted it into something else. Its body was too long, limbs bent wrong. Eyes glowed with sickly green light.
Words appeared immediately.
[MUTANT RAT DETECTED] [TIER 2 THREAT] [ABILITY DETECTED: ENHANCED STRENGTH] [COPY AVAILABLE: YES] [COST: 8% SELF INTEGRITY]
The creature launched itself at me. I swung to the side. Its claws scraped across the beam where I'd been. The metal shrieked. The creature landed on another beam and turned, hissing. More sounds came from above. More creatures. The shaft was full of them.
"Kael, move!" the construct shouted.
The rat jumped again. This time I couldn't dodge. It crashed into me, claws tearing at my chest. I grabbed its neck with one hand, holding it away from my face. Its teeth snapped inches from my throat.
Without thinking, I accepted the copy.
Magic flooded into me. Different from spells. This was raw. Primal. The creature's enhanced strength, born from mutation and radiation.
[COPY SUCCESSFUL] [ABILITY STORED: ENHANCED STRENGTH] [SELF INTEGRITY: 51% → 43%]
The creature went limp. I threw it into the darkness below. But my body felt different. Denser. My muscles tight with new power.
More creatures attacked. I copied them one by one, desperate to survive. Each time, I felt myself changing.
[COPY SUCCESSFUL: NIGHT VISION] [SELF INTEGRITY: 43% → 35%]
[COPY SUCCESSFUL: ACCELERATED HEALING] [SELF INTEGRITY: 35% → 27%]
[CRITICAL WARNING: APPROACHING IDENTITY THRESHOLD] [SELF INTEGRITY: 27%] [PERSONALITY FRAGMENTS: 6]
But also new words appeared.
[PHYSICAL ADAPTATION COMPLETE] [BREAKTHROUGH ACHIEVED: EMBER RANK EQUIVALENT CONFIRMED] [SPELL SLOTS EXPANDED: 3/5]
The last creature fled into the shadows. I hung there, breathing hard, my body trembling with new power.
"Your eyes," the construct whispered. "They're glowing."
I could see perfectly now. Night vision from the creatures. The darkness was gone, replaced by clear sight.
But I could feel the animal instincts in my head. Hunger. Hunt. Kill. Foreign thoughts mixing with mine.
I kept on climbing. My body moved differently now. Faster. More fluid. The enhanced strength made the beams easier to grip. The accelerated healing closed the wounds on my hands.
But I was becoming less human with each copy.
Then the air changed. I felt it before I saw it. A pressure building above me. The hair on my arms stood up. Blue light flickered in the darkness ahead.
[TIER 4 VIRE CURRENT DETECTED] [WILD MAGICAL ENERGY FLOW] [DIRECT CONTACT: 87% FATALITY RATE] [RECOMMENDATION: FIND ALTERNATE ROUTE]
"There is no alternate route," I muttered.
The current appeared. Rivers of raw magical energy, crackling through the air in visible arcs of blue lightning. It filled the entire shaft. There was no way around it.
The construct backed away. "You can't go through that. It'll kill you."
"Then I die." I climbed toward it.
The current hit me like a wall of fire.
Every nerve in my body exploded with pain. My muscles locked. I couldn't let go of the beam. My hands had frozen around it.
The energy poured into me. Too much. Way too much.
[CRITICAL OVERLOAD] [BODY INTEGRITY FAILING] [ESTIMATED SURVIVAL: 12 SECONDS]
But somewhere in the agony, I felt something else. The current wasn't random. It had patterns. Structures. It was trying to flow somewhere, but the broken barriers had disrupted its path.
Instead of fighting it, I let go. Not of the beam. Of my resistance. I became a conduit. Let the energy flow through me instead of trying to absorb it all.
[ADAPTATION DETECTED] [BODY RESTRUCTURING...] [NEW VIRE PATHWAYS FORMING...]
The blue veins under my skin spread. Up my arms. Across my chest. Down my neck. Each vein became a channel for the excess energy to flow through.
The pain didn't stop. But it became manageable. When the current finally passed, I hung there shaking. New words appeared.
[BREAKTHROUGH ACHIEVED: SPARK RANK EQUIVALENT] [SPELL SLOTS EXPANDED: 5/8] [SELF INTEGRITY: 27% BUT STABLE] [VIRE CAPACITY: 2,100]
Spark rank. Second rank. I'd jumped an entire cultivation stage just by surviving. The construct stared at me. "You're not human anymore."
I looked at my hands. Blue veins covered them completely now, pulsing with inner light. "I know."
We climbed for hours more. I fought more creatures. Navigated more Vire currents. Each time, my body adapted. Changed. Became something new.
My teeth grew sharper from copying predator instincts. My eyes glowed constantly now. I moved with inhuman grace, my enhanced muscles and altered reflexes making the climb easier.
But the thoughts in my head grew louder. Six different personality fragments, all whispering. The ice mage's calculation. The rope mage's cruelty. The creatures' hunger.
I was losing myself.
[SELF INTEGRITY: 27%] [PERSONALITY FRAGMENTS: 9] [WARNING: CORE IDENTITY DEGRADING]
"Kael," the construct said quietly. "Do you remember why you're doing this?"
"To save Lirae."
"Do you remember who you were? Before all this?"
I tried to think back. To the boy who'd stood in chains at the Ascension Rite. Who'd lived with his mother. Who'd been just another Hollowborn. The memories felt distant. Like they belonged to someone else.
"I remember," I lied.
We climbed. Finally, after what felt like forever, I saw light. Real light. Sunlight filtering down from above.
[DISTANCE COVERED: 2.7 KILOMETERS] [TIME REMAINING: 1 HOUR 23 MINUTES]
The shaft ended in smooth metal. Worked steel. The underside of Skyreach. I grabbed the edge and pulled myself up. My hands touched the floating city.
For the first time in history, a Hollowborn touched the sky. I collapsed on the metal surface, gasping. Above me, massive enchanted plates stretched in all directions, holding up millions of tons of buildings and people.
The construct appeared beside me. "You did it. You actually did it."
I laughed. It hurt. Everything hurts. But I was here. Then the metal beneath me began to glow. Red light spread across the underside of the city like blood in water. The magical barriers sensed me. An intruder. Something that shouldn't exist.
[CITY DEFENSE SYSTEM ACTIVATED] [SCANNING UNAUTHORIZED ENTITY...] [ANALYSIS COMPLETE]
[ENTITY TYPE: REVERTER BLOODLINE] [THREAT LEVEL: APEX] [CONTAMINATION RISK: CATASTROPHIC] [INITIATING FULL ALERT]
A sound erupted from above. Loud enough to shake the steel plates. Alarms. Hundreds of them, maybe thousands, all screaming at once.
Then a voice, amplified by magic, echoing across the entire city:
"UNAUTHORIZED ENTITY DETECTED"
I stood up slowly, my body aching. The construct watched me with something like fear.
"They know you're here."
"Good." I looked up at the city towering above me. "Let them know."
Final words appeared in my vision. A complete status update.
[CURRENT STATUS] [RANK EQUIVALENT: SPARK (2ND RANK)] [SELF INTEGRITY: 27%] [VIRE CAPACITY: 2,100] [SPELLS COPIED: 8] [PERSONALITY FRAGMENTS: 9] [CORE IDENTITY: DEGRADED]
[ENEMIES ALERTED: 2,347 ENFORCERS] [AVERAGE ENEMY RANK: BLAZE (4TH RANK)] [ESTIMATED ENEMY CAPACITY: 15,000 EACH]
[QUEST STATUS: ACTIVE] [SAVE LIRAE ASHWYN] [TIME REMAINING: 1 HOUR 22 MINUTES]
[SUCCESS PROBABILITY: 0.03%]
I started walking toward the nearest entry point to the city proper. The construct followed. "What's the plan?"
"I don't have one." My voice came out differently. Colder. Less human. "I just climb until I reach her."
Above us, I could hear them mobilizing. Thousands of enforcers, preparing for war. All because one Hollowborn refused to stay down.
I smiled, and it felt wrong on my face. Too sharp. Too cold. But I kept walking anyway. Toward the city. Toward Lirae. Toward whatever came next..
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