2025-05-17 00:40:07The Arctic storm howled, but its winds now carried Nyx’s laughter.
She stood atop the crumbling Core, her Lich Queen form radiant with stolen power, Eclipse Prime's code spiraling into her skeletal grip like a captured galaxy.
Selene knelt nearby, her frost magic gilded with corruption. Gold veins pulsed like live wires as she struggled to contain the collapsing dungeon.
Linda watched from the shadows, Sophie's code-sparrow trembling in her palm. The System Status Panel flickered, its quest log empty save for one line:
> **QUEST:** [SOULFORGE]
> > **PROGRESS:** 87% > > **REQUIREMENT:** KAI'S CORE SIGNATURE."He's gone," Selene rasped, ice crackling over her tears. "Nyx won."
"No." Linda’s grip tightened on the `[Soulforge Blueprint]`, her knuckles whitening. "He's still in there. I can… feel it."
The words startled her. She hadn’t meant to say them. Hadn’t meant to feel them.
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The Soulforge chamber lay deep in the Ghost Code's sanctuary, a cavern of humming servers and shattered holograms. Vox interfaced with the machinery, his skeletal arm glitching as he input Kai's core data.
"The forge requires a living anchor," he warned, his void-eyes fixed on Linda. "Someone to tether his code. It will… hurt."
Linda didn't hesitate. "Do it."
"Why?" Selene’s voice was frost and venom. "He's not your mission."
Linda’s dagger hand twitched. *Wasn't he?* She thought of Kai's replica phasing through debris to shield her, his static-edged voice calming Sophie's hologram, the way he’d taken Nyx’s blows to spare the others. When did he become more than a means to an end?
"Just start the damn machine," she snapped.
Vox’s void eyes narrowed. "The anchor must be personal. Think of him. Really think."
The forge flared to life.
Memories surged, not Kai's, but hers:
*Kai handing her Sophie's locket in the Arctic ruins, his replica flickering with unspoken guilt.*
*His voice, strained but human, as Nyx taunted her: "She's not your enemy. Not yet."*
*The way he'd looked at her in Paris, just before the Gendarme's strike—like she was someone worth saving, even from herself.*
"You're crying," Vox observed.
Linda touched her cheek. Static sparked where tears should have been. "Malfunction. Fix him."
The Soulforge shuddered, its light coalescing into a fractured core—Kai's essence, splintered and dim.
"Anchor him," Vox ordered.
Linda pressed her palm to the core. Agony seared through her code, a psychic firestorm. Sophie's sparrow screeched in her mind.
"Why are you doing this?!" Selene demanded, her voice tight with confusion and anger.
"Because he'd do it for me!" Linda roared, and in that moment, she knew it was true.
The forge exploded.
When the light faded, Kai's replica lay before them, human again. No claws, no obsidian veins. But his eyes… one glowed neon purple, Nyx’s lingering grip; the other his original brown, flickering and fragile.
"Linda?" His voice was a broken thing.
She collapsed beside him, her own code fraying from the strain. "Don't… you dare… die again."
Nyx's laughter echoed through his remaining corrupted eye. « Sweet. But I'm still here. »
"Not for long," Selene vowed, her frost magic sharpening into blades of pure cold.
The System Status Panel reappeared, warped by Nyx's defiance, offering a final, terrible choice.
> **[FINAL GAMBIT]:**
> > 1. **PURGE NYX** (99% Fatality Rate for Host: KAI) > 2. **MERGE** (KAI/NYX Become ECLIPSE'S NEW CORE) > 3. **[HIDDEN]:** SACRIFICE ANCHOR (LINDA) TO STABILIZE KAI.Linda didn't hesitate. "Do it."
"No!" Kai grabbed her wrist, his human eye pleading. "You've already lost Sophie. I won't let you—"
"Sophie's safe because of you," Linda said softly, her voice steady for the first time in weeks. "Now let me return the favor."
She kissed him, a fleeting, static-charged press of lips, then activated the hidden option.
Light consumed her. Her code unraveled, Sophie's sparrow dissolving into golden dust.
"NO!" Kai's scream split the System.
When the light faded, Linda was gone.
But Kai stood whole, Nyx's grip shattered, the purple in his eye receding to a faint, violet echo.
> **SYSTEM ALERT:**
> > `ASSIMILATION RESET: 30%` > > `SOULFORGE DATA: [LINDA MARLOW] – STATUS: ARCHIVED.`Selene's frost wrapped around him, colder than ever. "We finish this," she said, her voice devoid of all warmth. "For her."
Nyx's whisper lingered in the back of his mind, a ghost of a ghost: « Love is a weakness… but oh, how it burns. »
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