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Chapter Twenty-One: The Door That Waits

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The world seemed to fold in on itself.

Where the wall of Threshold Headquarters had been, there now stood a vast curtain of living glass, undulating as though it breathed. Shards stretched into spirals that formed an archway, every surface flickering with half-formed landscapes: deserts of silver sand, cities of bending towers, skies where light bent backward into black suns.

Lina lay on the medical bed in the center of it all, glass radiance pulsing from her skin in rhythmic bursts. Each pulse rippled outward, syncing perfectly with the doorway. She was tethered to it. Without her, the arch would collapse.

Kael stood rooted in place, blade drawn, but powerless against what was unfolding.

Ward’s voice filled the air — no longer filtered through machines or wires. She spoke directly through the Orchard itself, through the vibrating hum of glass.

“The threshold has opened because she wills it. She is not your prisoner, Kael. She is my heir.”

Kael’s throat tightened. “She is not yours. S

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Chapter Twenty- Nine: Splintered faith
The glass broke like a living tide.Kael reached for Lina, their fingers almost touching before the floor tilted and dragged them apart. He clawed at the air, nails scraping across nothing as the chamber split into spiraling corridors. His shout tore from his throat, raw and ragged, but it drowned in the howl of fracturing mirrors.He caught one last glimpse of her—Lina’s hand outstretched, her face twisted with panic—before she vanished behind a wall of shattering silver.The world lurched, and Kael slammed against a new floor, his shoulder flaring with pain.The chamber he landed in was smaller, darker, its walls showing reflections of only himself. Each one bled silver at the edges, their faces grim, suspicious, broken. He staggered upright, breath coming hard.“Lina!” His voice echoed, but no answer returned. Only his own reflection sneered back.Lina hit the ground hard, air rushing from her lungs. She gasped, dragging herself up. Her chamber was not Kael’s—this one was filled wi
Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Glass Between
Silver swallowed her.The moment Lina leapt through, her body convulsed as if plunging into icy water. Her chest seized, lungs burning, then the world spat her out. She collapsed to her knees.The floor beneath her shimmered — marble laced with black veins, smooth as a mirror. She lifted her head.The corridor was gone.Instead she stood in a chamber she recognized yet shouldn’t have: her childhood home, rebuilt in fractured glass. Every wall reflected her as a child — sitting at a table, kneeling by her mother’s chair, staring through the window at a skyline that no longer existed. Each reflection moved in loops, endlessly repeating the same gestures.Her throat closed.“This isn’t real,” she whispered.Her own voice came back layered, distorted, like a chorus.Across the chamber, Kael staggered forward, his clothes damp with silver light. Relief struck her so hard she almost wept.“Kael!” she cried, rushing toward him.He spun, eyes wide, hand lifting defensively. For a heartbeat, h
Chapter Twenty-Seven: Through the Mirror”
The world went white.Kael’s lungs seized as cold gripped him, bone-deep and merciless. The reflection’s hand dragged him down, through shattering glass and blinding light. His own scream fractured around him, echoing back in warped tones—his voice, but older, younger, crueler.He twisted, fighting the grip, but his reflection’s strength was monstrous. Its face hovered inches from his, smiling with a mouth that didn’t belong to him.“You’re mine,” it whispered, though no sound reached Kael’s ears. The words bloomed inside his skull like rot.Then the ground re-formed beneath him.He stumbled forward, hitting slick marble. The air stank of smoke and polished steel. Slowly, he raised his head.He wasn’t in Threshold anymore. He was inside it—inside the recursion.⸻The space stretched like an endless hall of mirrors. Walls rose in gleaming arcs, each pane showing fractured images: Lina, Kestrel, Ward, the Syndicate’s acolytes. But none moved naturally. They staggered, twitched, replayed
Chapter Twenty-Six: Shadows Between Us
The chamber was gone.Kael blinked hard, trying to clear the white blaze from his eyes. Slowly, the light bled away, and shapes swam back into focus. They were no longer inside the vault—they were standing in a corridor of what looked like Threshold, but warped. The walls bent in mirrored curves, angles too sharp, lines too smooth. The city had bled inward, folding itself into the Syndicate’s reflection.The rupture hadn’t ended. It had multiplied.Kestrel staggered to her feet first, coughing into her sleeve. Her eyes darted around, her mouth tightening. “We’re inside the bleed. This isn’t the city—it’s their version of it.”Lina groaned beside Kael, pushing herself upright. Her face was pale but no longer veined with glass. She clutched her stomach as if steadying herself, but her gaze searched him immediately.“Kael… what happened in there?”He opened his mouth, but his throat tightened. He could still hear Aurex’s voice echoing through him, the chorus threading his bones. You are
Chapter Twenty-Five: The Doorway Breathes
The hum began softly.Not the hum of machinery, nor the static of failing circuits—it was older, deeper, a resonance that pressed into the bones. Kael heard it first as a vibration through the floor. Then it climbed into his chest, threading between his heartbeats. Every console in the fractured chamber flickered to the rhythm, glass panels trembling as if eager to shatter.Lina stirred where he had laid her down. Her body was slack, her breath uneven, but her veins no longer burned with mirrored light. Each rise of her chest was shallow, but steady enough that Kael felt the knot in his chest loosen. He had cut the filament. He had saved her.Or so he wanted to believe.“Kael.” Ward’s voice crackled across the comm-link, taut and sharp. “What’s your status?”“She’s alive,” Kael answered, his voice hoarse. He glanced at Lina, at the faint color returning to her cheeks. “The Syndicate is out of her. At least for now.”Silence hummed in reply before Ward spoke again. “Good. But you must
Chapter Twenty-Four: Threshold Fractured
Threshold Headquarters trembled as if the building itself had a pulse.Across the central command floor, monitors flickered with cascading lines of fractured code. Faces of officers, engineers, and analysts reflected pale blue light as the systems they relied on began to stutter, fail, and reboot in endless loops. Every mirrored surface—every glass panel, every polished steel wall—throbbed faintly with the afterimage of a reflection that was not always their own.Director Hale stood at the center, rigid, his jaw locked as he scanned the chaos. His voice cut sharp against the din. “Report. Now.”An officer at the communications link station turned, sweat beading on his brow. “Sir—the external grid is destabilizing. The outer surveillance satellites are showing ghost reflections, duplicating the city skyline. Whole districts are flickering in and out of visibility. It’s… like parts of the city are being rewritten in real time.”Hale’s hands tightened behind his back. “Containment?”“Fai

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