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Chap 40: Architect's Offer (3)
Author: Nightingale
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The return to the fungal safehouse was less a transition and more a violent expulsion. The scent of jasmine and monsoon rain vanished, replaced by the choking damp earth and ozone, the warm humidity ripped away by the safehouse’s cool, recycled air. Selene-Linda collapsed to her knees on the soft, glowing mycelial floor, gasping as if surfacing from drowning. The visions offered—Linda breathing in crystal, Selene cleansed and whole, Nyx reigning amidst cosmic void—clung like phantom limbs, their allure a physical ache warring with the harsh reality of their merged, flickering form. The Architect’s raw grief, Elias’s dissolving brother, echoed in their shared nerves, a chilling counterpoint to the offered paradise.

POST-SIMULATION SHOCK

NEURAL LOAD: 82% (TEMPTATION RESIDUE OVERLOAD)

SELENE CORRUPTION: 70.6% → 71.0% (DEFENSIVE SPIKE)

GHOST ANCHOR STABILITY: 90% (VOLATILE)

Real. It felt so real, Linda’s thought trembled through their consciousness, saturated with the phantom sensati
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