Serpent’s Tongue
Author: Aurora Wynter
last update2025-09-04 08:00:08

The alarms still wailed, but in that moment, they were nothing more than background noise. The real danger stood a few feet away, heels clicking softly against the scorched lab floor, gun glinting in her hand, smile painted with venom.

Lena Brooks.

Ethan’s veins glowed like fire trapped under glass, his stance coiled, ready to strike. His control slipped with every pulse, every tremor that wracked his unstable body. Behind him, Maya clung weakly to his arm, her breath shallow, her eyes darting between him and Lena as if she was watching two predators circle one another.

The silence stretched until Lena finally spoke, her tone deceptively calm.

“You’re unraveling, Ethan. I can see it in your hands, in your eyes, in the way she has to hold you back from breaking in half.” Her gaze flicked toward Maya, then returned to him with deliberate cruelty. “I can save you from yourself. But you must let go of her.”

Ethan’s jaw clenched. “You don’t get to say her name.”

“Oh, but I do,” Lena purred
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  • THE PRICE OF A HOST

    The sirens didn’t simply ring; they vibrated through the entire underground complex as if the steel bones of the facility were screaming in fear. Red warning lights painted the corridor in a pulsing glow that made the shadows look alive. Ethan stood in the center of the reinforced chamber with his chest rising and falling violently, every breath scraping out of him like he had sprinted through a hurricane made of glass.His shirt was ripped at the collar. Blood smeared one side of his neck where the purge-beast’s blade had grazed him. His knuckles were raw from punching the creature until its metallic jaw cracked open. The aftertaste of digital corruption still clung to the air around him, cold and metallic.But the room was silent now.Too silent.Maya rushed in from the side door, her boots skidding slightly on the metal floor. “Ethan!” she shouted, her voice breathless, eyes wide with shock. “Your vitals are off the charts. What the hell happened down in the Ghost Corridor? I barel

  • When Worlds Tear

    The moment Maya rejected him, Noah’s expression broke—not in anger, but in something far worse.Disbelief.He lowered his arm slightly, as if he hadn’t expected her to say it out loud. The faint gold flicker in his eyes trembled, fracturing into shards of red and white. For the first time since his rebirth, he looked… human.Then the world split open.A shockwave tore across the ridge—silent at first, then roaring like a thousand storms collapsing into one. The sky twisted into spirals of black and gold. The ground beneath Maya’s feet vibrated like a heartbeat too large for the earth to contain.Seren screamed, shielding his face as stones lifted off the ground and spiraled upward into the fracture ripping through the clouds.Elias grabbed him, dragging him behind the broken monoliths.“Get down!”But down no longer existed.Gravity bent sideways.The horizon bent inward.Time stretched until every second felt like a breath that wouldn’t end.And Noah hovered at the center of it all—b

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    The moment the child-signal touched Maya’s chest, reality convulsed.Not the ground.Not the wind.Not even the sky.Reality itself.Sound folded inward like the world was inhaling. Air collapsed into a thin line. Light blurred into spirals. Time lost its edges. For a heartbeat, Maya felt detached from her own body—like she was floating between the seconds, watching herself from miles away.Then everything snapped.A surge of white fire exploded outward, hurling Seren and Elias back across the ridge. The crater cracked like a spiderweb. Shattered stones and dust rose into the air, suspended—not falling, not rising—just frozen in a field of raw power.Maya staggered forward, clutching her chest.The signal wasn’t light anymore.It wasn’t code.It wasn’t a baby.It was memory—alive, pulsing, rewriting itself inside her ribcage.Every breath she took dragged a thousand whispers through her skull.Voices. Lives. Generations.Fragments of people she didn’t know. People who had lived, died,

  • The Algorithm of Ghosts

    The sky above the crater pulsed like a dying heart—brief flashes of violet tearing through a blanket of black ash. The Omega aftermath had twisted the horizon; shapes flickered where clouds should be, echoes where sound should live. Nothing felt fully real anymore, not even the ground under their feet.Maya stood at the ridge, her coat whipping violently behind her, the wind cutting like broken glass. Seren and Elias were still climbing up the unstable slope, but she couldn’t move. Her body felt locked, frozen, suspended between the world that had ended and the world that refused to begin.Because Noah wasn’t dead.Not really.Not fully.Not enough.She could still feel him—like a phantom pulse at the base of her spine, like a memory refusing to die.A soft crackling ripple ran through the air, distorting the ruins below them.Then a voice whispered across the dust:“You pulled the trigger, Maya… but you didn’t end me.”Her breath caught.“Noah?”The wind split. Light coiled into a th

  • The Last Division

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  • The Roots of Omega

    The air around Maya and Ori thickened as the ground finished splitting open, revealing the colossal chamber hidden beneath the continents for who-knew how long. The Dreaming Core—massive, pulsating, alive—beat with a rhythm that seemed to sync with Maya’s own pulse. She felt it in her ribs, in her breath, even in the trembling of her fingertips.A sound rose from the depths.Not a voice.Not yet.But the hint of one.A hum forming syllables, syllables forming intent.“Ori…” Maya whispered, her voice trembling. “What are we looking at?”Ori’s eyes glowed brighter than before, the light in his veins pulsing in time with the Core’s heartbeat. He wasn’t scared. He wasn’t calm either. He was… connected. As if something inside him recognized the structure below—something older than both of them.“It’s the Rootmind,” he said softly. “The beginning of Omega. The real beginning… before Noah, before the Hosts. Before the world knew what waking meant.”Maya’s throat tightened.“You’re telling me

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