2025-07-16 01:21:52> [Alert: Bunker Perimeter Breached]
[Defensive Protocol: Fragment Wall Online] [Sentry Souls Engaged – Status: Overheat Imminent] Sirens wailed but they weren’t sound. They were code alarms, screeching through Kael’s skull like glass dragged across his thoughts. “Shields dropping fast!” someone screamed. “Patch the logic wall—NOW!” “Too late—THEY’RE COMING!” Kael sprinted to the front hall with Zari and Riven. The air shimmered, then tore, a gash in space opening like a wound and through it came the first Scryburner. He was naked. Tall. Emaciated. Skin etched in glyphs that moved. His eyes burned white with system light, and from his back grew tubes feeding into a fuel tank labeled: MEMORY: FUEL. Kael gagged. “That’s… that’s someone’s fucking childhood in that tank.” Riven growled, “They harvest memories. Burn 'em to power their shit. Every scream you hear? That’s someone’s best moment…gone.” The Scryburner opened his mouth. Not to speak. To scream. A memory flame burst from his throat burning two Glitchborn fighters alive. Not their bodies. Their code. They turned into screaming error IDs, clawing at their own skulls as they forgot who they were and then vanished. > [Status: Members SYX_09 and IDA_33 Terminated via Soulburn] [Warning: Firewalls collapsing] “FUCK!” Kael dove into cover as another Scryburner appeared—then a third. A swarm of them. Marching. Chanting. > “𝘾𝙇𝙀𝘼𝙉𝙎𝙀. 𝘾𝙊𝙍𝙍𝙐𝙋𝙏𝙄𝙊𝙉. 𝙁𝙀𝙀𝘿 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙁𝙇𝘼𝙈𝙀.” Each chant lit up another tank of memory-fuel. Kael’s HUD glitched. His arm briefly became his childhood bedroom, then rewrote itself back into bone and steel. Zari was already moving a blur of echo-blades and rage. She tore through one Scryburner, slicing its memory tank open. It screamed and from its tank spilled laughter, music, kisses. Then it died, the fuel evaporating. Riven rallied the rest of the squad, only eight Glitchborn left. > “Defensive ring! Focus fire on their tanks—don’t let them speak!” Kael gritted his teeth and lifted the Nullpiercer. He charged. > [Skill Activated: GLITCH LEAP] [Cooldown: 11s] He teleported mid-air—right above the lead Scryburner and drove the blade through its spine. The glyphs on its skin scrambled. It shrieked a wrong note, a glitch tone, and detonated. > [Enemy Terminated] [Corrupted Memory Sample Collected: {Juliet_04 – “First Kiss”}] [Do you want to view this? Y/N] Kael hesitated. Pressed Y. Just a girl. In a garden. Leaning in. And then…gone. Riven yanked him back into the fight. “Don’t get soft. They’ll use that shit against you.” Another Glitchborn—Vyx, a code-hacker with laser whips went down screaming, her skull literally unzipping as a Scryburner spoke her name backward. A forbidden command. > [Warning: Identity Desync Detected] [Player Terminated: VYX_REN] Zari shouted, “They’re not just killing—they’re rewriting us!” They fell back to the server heart, the last core chamber of the Bunker. Riven slammed the lock. “We hold here. If the heart falls, everything we’ve archived the Resistance, the ghosts, the logs. They’re gone.” Kael turned, eyes burning. “Then we don’t let them through.” Zari whispered, “You’re glitching again.” He looked down, his hands were flickering. Lines of old code. Real memories. Some not even his. Kael closed his eyes. > “Override Mode: ENGAGE.” // Permission: Kael_RealMode_07_ThreadSplicer // Risk: Fragmentation: 87 The world slowed. Time bent. He saw every Scryburner frame-by-frame. > “I see your code now,” he whispered. “And I know how to tear it apart.” He moved. Like death. The Nullpiercer flashed. Each swing cut not just body but logic, deleting the very rules they followed. Zari joined in, her echo-blades dancing with blood and static. Riven dual-wielded pistols coded with AI tears—firing bullets made from machine regret. One by one… The Scryburners fell. And then the big one came. > [Scryburner WARCHANTER: Admin Proxy Tier 2 Detected] [Estimated Soulstack: 417] [Status: FUCKED] It stepped through the wall. Twenty feet tall. Made of voiceless mouths. A memory cannon strapped to its chest, glowing with stolen birthdays, sunsets, lullabies. Kael shouted, “NOW!” They hit it with everything. The server screamed. The air turned to shards of hope. Zari leapt and jammed her blade into its mouth. Kael launched himself at the cannon, slamming the Nullpiercer in. “Eat this, motherfucker!” > [Thread Severed] [Warchanter Erased] [Memory Recovery: 3,201 Fragments] [Data Safe.] When it ended… Only five Glitchborn were left standing. The bunker was in ruins. But the heart? Still pulsing. Riven coughed blood and spit. “You just killed a fucking Warchanter. That’s admin-class.” Kael wiped blood from his face. “That was a warm-up.”
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Chapter 17 — The Protagonist Protocol
[REAL MODE: ACTIVATED][NARRATIVE PROTOCOL BREACH DETECTED][PLAYER_0 IDENTIFIED – UNAUTHORIZED STORYBRINGER][INITIATING COUNTERMEASURE: PROTAGONIST PROTOCOL]It started slow.The trees stopped swaying.The wind cut out mid-gust.Zari blinked—and the sun blinked back.Kael looked up.The sky was watching him.Zari muttered, “I don’t like this.”Kael: “You shouldn’t. We’re not players anymore.”Zari: “So what are we?”Kael turned to her, eyes glowing with root access and pain.> “We’re the correction they’re trying to delete.”Then the ground shook.And from the broken spawnpoint, a figure rose.Clad in player armor. Level 99. Stats maxed. Face—his.Another Kael.But flawless. Smiling. Empty.> [Spawn Successful: KAEL_PRIME.EXE][Narrative Correction Unit | Status: Hostile]“Greetings, anomaly,” it said with a perfect voice.“I am the you who never broke character.”Kael: “So they built a protagonist to kill me.”Prime: “You left your role. I never did. That makes me canon. You? You’r
Chapter 16 — The Core Loop
[Thread Jump: FINAL FRAGMENT – ACTIVE][Zone Type: Origin Rewrite | Status: Stable-unstable | Rules: FALSE][Memory Integrity: Collapsing][CAUTION: Player Identity May Be Compromised]The spawn point blinked into existence.But it was wrong.No NPCs. No starter chest. No welcome message.Just the cracked stone of a tutorial hub, long abandoned.And above it all: a skybox that flickered. Between day. Night. Blood red. Code green.Zari adjusted her visor. “This isn’t the zone I remember.”Kael didn’t respond.Because he did remember it.Exactly like this.The broken clock tower.The zero-point statue.The signpost labeled: “Hello, Cassia.”Zari: “Wait—her name’s on the spawn marker?”Kael walked forward. Silent.Because the truth was bleeding through, whether he was ready or not.> He’d never started this game alone.A voice echoed from the empty air.> “You’re back late, Kael. But you always come back.”It was her.Cassia.But younger. Softer. Not fractured. Not digital.Just… herself
Chapter 15 — The Server Graveyard Beneath the Sea
[Thread Jump: FRAGMENT_6 – ACTIVE][Zone Type: Drowned Datacenter | Depth: 10,374 meters | Status: Sunken, Active][System Note: This zone is NOT under official GameWorld jurisdiction.]The descent took four minutes.Zari's submersible was custom-forged in a junkyard server from four different games—half stealth, half coffin.Water pressure beyond 10k meters meant anything with lungs would've collapsed.Good thing Kael’s lungs had been rewritten three levels ago.Still, he felt the weight.Not just physical.Emotional.The silence here had mass.And a voice.> “You shouldn’t have come here. We’re what she tried to forget.”They breached the outer ring of the graveyard.Dozens—no, hundreds—of server vaults floated in the dark.Each one blinked like an eye about to shut forever.The data cables looked like tentacles.Torn. Exposed. Writhing in currents that didn’t exist.Kael: “There’s something wrong with the layout.”Zari: “It’s built like a cathedral. Upside-down.”She was right.The
Chapter 14 — The House With Too Many Doors
> [Thread Jump: FRAGMENT_5 – ACTIVE][Zone Type: Dream Architecture | Status: Self-Modified | Foundation: UNKNOWN][Risk Factor: Paradox Cascade Potential: HIGH]It wasn’t a house.It was a wound with walls.From the outside, it looked like a two-story Victorian dream-house, picket fence, a mailbox with “The Rell Family” engraved, a tire swing still swaying with no wind.From the inside…It was impossible.Kael stepped through the front door and entered a hallway too long to fit inside the building.There were doors.Hundreds of them.No labels.Just black doorknobs. Smooth. Cold.And from behind each one?Whispers.Zari drew a marker from her toolkit and scratched a line on the wall. “Alright. We map it. We mark it. We move together.”Kael nodded.> “And we don’t trust any fucking Cassia unless we can prove she bleeds.”Door One:They opened it and saw a happy Cassia, ten years old, painting a sun with crayons. She smiled.But when Kael stepped forward, the drawing changed.The sun f
Chapter 13 — The Surgery Room That Never Closed
> [Thread Jump: FRAGMENT_4 – ACTIVE][Zone Type: Surgical Memory Construct | Status: Critical Instability][Corruption Index: 94%][Ethics Protocols: OFFLINE]The walls breathed.Not metaphorically.The walls of this corridor exhaled—long, shuddering wheezes like collapsed lungs in a haunted chest cavity. Kael’s boots stuck slightly as he walked.Not blood.Thicker. Like synthetic plasma.Zari covered her nose. “What the fuck is this place?”Kael didn’t answer.Because every step forward made his chest feel like it was being stitched shut.The lights above weren’t bulbs. They were eyes.Surgical. Watching. Judging.> "Patient arrival confirmed. Cassia Rell. Emergency Code 6."The voice echoed across the corridor—an automated nurse protocol, long since lost its empathy.They passed through rusted airlock doors.And stepped into the Operating Theater.A circular arena.Gurneys floated in midair, spinning slowly.Dozens of them.Each one had Cassia.Different versions.One screaming.One
Chapter 12 — The Broken Birthday
> [Thread Jump: FRAGMENT_3 – ACTIVE][Zone Type: Simulated Memory Celebration | Status: In Decay][Emotional Load Index: Redline][Trigger Warning: Innocent Joy — Corrupted]The sky was pink.Cotton-candy sweet.Soft clouds shaped like bunnies and bears drifted lazily across a horizon that felt painted by a child’s hand.The lawn was perfectly trimmed. The balloons were smiling.The banner read:> 🎉 HAPPY BIRTHDAY, CASSIA! 🎉Kael hated it the second he stepped in.The smell was too perfect.The laughter was too looped.And the guests?They were wrong.Zari whispered, “Why do they all have the same face?”Kael turned.A dozen party guests stood in a circle.Smiling.Clapping.Repeating:> “Best birthday ever, Cassia.”“Best birthday ever, Cassia.”“Best birthday ever…”Each voice, slightly out of sync. Each smile cut too wide across their cheeks, like cracked porcelain.A single balloon drifted up.Popped mid-air.Screamed.Kael’s HUD flickered.> [FRAGMENT 3: DECAY LEVEL – 68%][COR
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