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Ch-203
Author: Cupidaris
last update2025-08-28 23:43:05

The night pressed down on the city like a suffocating shroud. From the narrow alleyway where Nathan walked, the air smelled of rust and stagnant water, and the shadows leaned too close, as if hungry for him. He had grown used to the stares of the unseen, but tonight, they felt different—closer, sharper, as though something had shifted in the order of things.

Nathan adjusted his coat collar and kept moving, his boots striking the damp stones in steady rhythm. His hands, however, betrayed the calm exterior. The faint tremor in his fingers had begun two nights ago. At first, he dismissed it as fatigue, a consequence of too little sleep and too much exposure to the corrupted sites. But when he removed his gloves earlier that evening, he saw the truth: thin black lines, like veins filled with ash, crawling up the inside of his wrist.

He pulled the glove tighter now, hiding the mark as though the fabric could contain it.

By the time he reached the abandoned chapel at the end of the alley
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  • Ch-221

    They emerged from the subway into the industrial district, the sky above bruised with unnatural hues that shifted faster than weather should. Nathan didn’t look up; his focus was already on the next fragment. The last few nodes had left traces—resonance he could track, faint distortions in space-time, whispers of corrupted memories that clung to the air.“We’re running out of time,” Nyx said, scanning the abandoned factories. Her fingers hovered over the tablet as if feeling the pulse of the city. “The fragments are accelerating their synchronization. If they complete alignment…” Her voice trailed off, leaving the threat unspoken.Dante cracked his knuckles. “We’ve dealt with worse. Let’s just find it and smash it.”Nathan’s eyes narrowed. “Not smash. Contain. The energy isn’t just dangerous—it’s alive in a way. Force alone will make it worse. We need precision.”The team advanced cautiously. The district was eerily quiet. Windows of warehouses reflected the bruised sky in shards, giv

  • Ch-220

    Nathan didn’t pause to savor the temporary victory. The streets had settled, but the pulse of the city still throbbed with corrupted echoes. Every alley, every rooftop, carried a memory of the unreal—footsteps that never existed, shadows that flickered where no one had stood.“Node stabilized,” Nyx said, her voice tight. “But that’s only one of six. The fragments—they’re moving. Each one trying to synchronize, rebuild the pattern.”Dante kicked a loose brick, sending it clattering into the gutter. “So we’re chasing ghosts across the city?”Nathan ignored the remark, scanning the map on his pad. The other nodes weren’t all in the city—they were scattered, each in zones where the fragments’ influence had warped reality enough to hide them from conventional detection. One in the subway lines under the East Quarter, one in a private art complex near the docks, another… and Nathan’s pulse went tight as he read the location.“Harper’s location,” he muttered. The pad highlighted the cafe dis

  • Ch-219

    The fire in the warehouse smoldered behind them, thick smoke curling into the night, but Nathan didn’t allow himself a second to watch. His boots hit the wet pavement as they raced back through the streets, Dante covering their flank while Roarke scanned for tailing forces. The northern lights above had grown jagged, like veins of electricity crawling across the sky—unnatural, and resonating with a pulse Nathan could feel in his bones. He pulled out the small data pad he always carried, fingers flying across the interface. Every compromised feed, every suspicious movement across the city, every anomaly the Syndicate had engineered: it was all converging toward one point. He keyed in a sequence and the screen lit up with a 3D map of the city, overlays blinking red. Syndicate hotspots. Safehouses. Extraction points. And the glowing symbol that made his stomach tighten: Miley’s position, moving slowly through the crowd, unaware. “She’s still in the café district,” Nathan said. “Two blo

  • Ch-218

    Nathan didn’t wait for the dust to settle before making his first move. By the time the council dispersed, he was already moving, pushing through narrow alleys behind the riverfront warehouses. The Syndicate’s grip on the city had always been obvious in shadows and whispers, but tonight it was bared like an open wound. His instincts told him the corruption he had just exposed was only a symptom: the disease ran deeper, coiling through the veins of the city like a parasite.“Keep moving,” he muttered to himself, jaw tight. The coded map he had stolen from the accountant wasn’t just a ledger. It was a blueprint—shipping routes, laundering nodes, hidden safehouses. A network spanning far beyond the docks.From the rooftops, a shadow trailed him. Nathan didn’t need to glance up to know. She’d been there since the council meeting—an unfamiliar presence, sharp and measured. He let her tail him, weaving through side streets deliberately, until he reached the rusted gates of an abandoned rai

  • Ch-217

    The horizon shivered with unstable light, faint violet streaks pulsing along the jagged plains where the spire had once stood. Nathan led the team forward, the ring’s glow fading but still tethered to his pulse. Each step carried weight—the knowledge that the fracture might awaken elsewhere, that the devourer’s essence was ancient, cunning, and patient. Harper scanned the surrounding energy signatures, her aura flaring in sharp bursts whenever the residual echoes of the rift stirred. “It’s not completely gone,” she said, voice tight. “I can feel… residue. Lingering distortion.” Miko swore under his breath, brushing dust from his clothes. “Residual chaos. It’s like the spire exhaled, and some of it just… stayed. I don’t know how stable it is. Could collapse at any moment.” Nathan didn’t answer immediately. He stepped forward, walking the ridge where the spire had anchored itself. He knelt, placing his hand over the cracked stone that had survived the final sealing pulse. The ring

  • Ch-216

    The violet light from Nathan’s ring burned into the spire, and the hollow swarm recoiled as if scalded. But the devourer’s voice surged louder, echoing inside their minds, twisting the very air: You cannot bind me. I am the fracture itself. I am the hunger that feeds on all beginnings. Nathan gritted his teeth. He felt the ring’s energy pulsing against his pulse, trying to push him away, trying to consume him as much as it consumed the spire. The fight wasn’t just outside—it was inside him, a battle for control over the prison’s energy. “Keep them back!” he shouted. Harper raised her arms, weaving a lattice of kinetic force, her aura flaring outward to hold the advancing hollows at bay. Sera, though mute, extended her empathy like a shield, dampening their ferocity and slowing their charge. Miko spun, sending waves of force outward, breaking the hollows into fragmented dust before they could regroup. But the deeper they pressed, the more the devourer’s voice clawed at their minds.

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