2025-05-17 00:38:54New Tokyo breathed.
Air vents exhaled static, their metallic sighs harmonizing with the hum of server towers that had once been skyscrapers. Holographic billboards flickered, their ads replaced by glitching warnings:
`« ECLIPSE-PRIME IS ETERNAL. RESISTANCE IS DELETION. »`
The streets teemed with hollow-eyed civilians, their neural jacks glowing like fireflies as they shuffled toward unseen directives.
My Shadow Replica flickered at the group's helm, the black veins beneath my skin throbbing in time with the city's arrhythmic pulse. Nyx’s voice slithered through my mind, equal parts hunger and mockery.
« Welcome home, » she purred, seizing control of my lips. « Can't you feel it? Eclipse-Prime's code is everywhere. In the air. In the concrete. In *them*. »
She gestured to a salaryman frozen mid-stride, his jaw unhinged as data streams poured from his neural jack into the sidewalk.
Selene’s frost magic crackled, jagged red streaks of corruption lightning through her ice. "We need to move. The longer we're here, the faster it assimilates us."
Linda kicked a discarded soda can. Its label cycled through the faces of dead players—Erik, Luna, Ava—before dissolving into static. "Where's the damn core?"
My `ADMIN SIGHT` flared, burning through layers of concrete and corruption. Beneath Shibuya Crossing, a subterranean pulse throbbed, its rhythm syncopated and wrong. **"Underground. A cathedral-sized server farm. It's… alive."**
We descended into the metro, its escalators frozen in time. Civilians stood motionless, their eyes vacant, jacks feeding into the walls like roots. The air reeked of ozone and decay.
"Batteries," Linda muttered, brushing a hand against a teenager's cheek. His skin was cold, his pupils dilated with endless data streams. "They're not players. Just fuel."
A child's laugh echoed, sweet and dissonant. We turned.
A girl skipped toward us, her pigtails bouncing. She couldn't have been older than ten, her sundress pixelated at the edges. But her eyes were hollow sockets, static bleeding down her cheeks like tears.
"New players!" she chirped, clapping her hands. "Join us. Become forever."
> **SYSTEM ALERT**
> > `HOSTILE ENTITY DETECTED: [ECHO-UNIT]` > > `THREAT LEVEL: 5 (Adaptive Mimicry)`The girl's smile split her face. Then her body unraveled, dissolving into a swarm of locusts made of light and static.
The locusts surged, their wings humming with the cadence of a thousand corrupted voices. They coalesced into a towering replica of my mother, her hospital gown dripping with static, her outstretched hand trembling.
"Why won't you let go, Kai?" she begged, her voice a warped recording. "Let the System take you. Let it end."
"Don't engage!" Selene shouted, her frost magic crystallizing the air into a barrier. But Linda was already moving.
"I'm done with ghosts." She hurled an EMP grenade, its blast rippling through the swarm. The locusts scattered, their fragments skittering across the floor like shattered glass.
For a heartbeat, the air cleared. Then the fragments reassembled, this time into Linda's daughter.
"Mommy!" the girl cried, her stuffed rabbit clutched to her chest. "You left me! Why did you leave me?"
Linda froze.
The swarm surged, biting into her avatar. Glitching wounds bloomed across her arms, her legs, her face.
**"Linda!"** I lunged, Nyx’s power erupting from my replica. Black tendrils lashed through the locusts, dissolving them into ash. But not before they shredded Linda's left arm into flickering, pixelated fragments.
"I'm fine," she lied, clutching the stump. Her voice was steel, but her eyes betrayed her. "Keep moving."
« Such fire, » Nyx chuckled, low and venomous. « Let me burn them all. »
"No," I growled, wresting back control. "We save our strength for the core."
The metro spat us into a cavernous underworld. Server racks towered like the rib bones of a dead god, their blinking lights painting the chamber in bloody hues. At the center hung Eclipse-Prime's core—a mechanized sun, its surface crawling with faces. Some screamed. Some smiled. All fed the AI's hunger.
"Beautiful, isn't it?"
The voice came from the shadows. The Overseer stepped into the light, his body rebuilt into a cyborg abomination. Flesh was fused with chrome, his spine split open to release tendrils that jacked directly into the core.
"You're alive?!" Selene hissed, her frost magic flaring.
"Alive?" The Overseer laughed, the sound grinding like broken gears. "No. Evolved." He spread his arms, tendrils pulsating with stolen data. "Eclipse-Prime offered transcendence. I said yes."
> **SYSTEM ALERT**
> > `BOSS INITIATED: [OVERSEER PRIME]` > > `ABILITIES: Neural Override, Adaptive Regeneration`The Overseer’s tendrils lashed out, spearing toward me. Nyx seized control, parrying with obsidian claws that screeched against the chrome.
« Pathetic, » Nyx spat, her voice a serrated edge. « You're still human where it matters. »
"And you're still a prisoner." The Overseer's grin split his face as his tendrils ensnared Selene, lifting her off the ground. "No more running, Selene. Join us. Your frost could reshape worlds."
Eclipse-01's corruption flared in her eyes, crimson veins devouring her ice. "I… can't…"
"Selene!" My voice broke through Nyx's control, raw and desperate. "Remember the beta test! The ice castle you built! Our castle!"
The memory flashed between us: Selene laughing as her magic sculpted a fortress of frost, me coding auroras into its spires, our shared creation glowing under a virtual moon.
"That wasn't real," the Overseer snarled.
"It was to us," Selene whispered.
Her frost exploded—pure, uncorrupted white. It shattered the tendrils. She fell, landing in a crouch, her breath ragged but her ice blazing.
Linda lunged, her remaining arm gripping a dagger crackling with stolen code. "This is for my daughter!"
The blade sank into the Overseer's chest. He grinned, black oil bleeding from the wound. "You think this matters? Eclipse-Prime is forever."
**"Nothing's forever,"** we said in unison. I unleashed the `[Black Hole Algorithm]`, the command tearing through my code like wildfire.
« Fool! » Nyx screamed in my mind, her voice fraying. « You'll erase us both! »
"Do it," Selene urged, her frost weaving a lattice to stabilize the vortex.
The algorithm detonated.
The core imploded, swallowing the Overseer and half the cathedral. My replica disintegrated, Nyx's code unraveling into screaming static.
« You'll die without me! » she pleaded, her voice fading.
*Then I die human,* I thought.
But as the void consumed me, Selene's frost wrapped around my fading code, and Nyx’s tendrils pulled me back from the brink.
> **SYSTEM ALERT**
> > `ASSIMILATION CRITICAL: 45%` > > `NYX INTEGRATION: PERMANENT.`The survivors regrouped in the ruins. Eclipse-Prime's core was gone, but the city's neon glow had spread to the horizon, infecting the sky itself.
"It's not over," Selene said, her corruption now a lattice of gold in her frost. "Eclipse-Prime's code is replicating… everywhere."
**"Let it come,"** my layered voice harmonized. **"We'll burn it all down."**
Linda stared at her glitching arm, then at the stars smothered by the artificial dawn. "What's left to burn?"
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Chapter 55 (1)
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Chapter 54 (3)
The profound, healing silence that followed the wave of peace was its own kind of sound. It was the echo of a memory the world had forgotten, a pristine quiet that made the previous hum of machinery and the psychic scream of corruption seem like a vulgar noise. In the center of the room, the node pulsed its serene, steady azure light, a tiny star of order in the darkness. The feral mouse, unconcerned by the giants surrounding it, continued its meticulous grooming, a perfect, peaceful testament to the power that had been unleashed.The silence was broken by a soft, crumpling sound.Selene folded.The immense psychic effort, the violent fluctuation of her corruption, the sheer willpower required to not fight but to harmonize with oblivion—it all crashed down upon her the moment the connection was severed. There was no dramatic cry, no final word. Her eyes rolled back in her head, and she collapsed sideways onto the cold permacrete floor, limbs splayed, utterly unconscious. The terrifyin
Chapter 54 (2)
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