2025-10-28 16:42:00Damon's controlled fury meeting Margaret's patient explanation, both of them dancing around the fundamental problem that no amount of parental protection could stop cosmic timelines.
"He wants to pull us from training." Isabella didn't need confirmation. The pattern was obvious—father witnessing daughter nearly die during preparation, calculating that terrible odds beat zero odds, loving them enough to prefer guaranteed failure over potential success. "Margaret's explaining why that guarantees worse outcomes."
"Yeah." Elena's voice carried complexity suggesting she understood both positions.
"Family meeting tonight. Full disclosure about what Ascension training actually entails, what survival odds look like, whether alternatives exist. Then we choose whether to continue."
The implications settled over Isabella like weighted blankets. Choice. Agency. The opportunity to say "fuck this" and face C
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Chapter 90-Better than Zero
That was love measured against cosmic horror. Protection that extended even to protecting the world from what they might become."Thank you." Elena's voice carried understanding that transcended words. "For trusting us to make terrible choices. For promising to stop us if those choices lead somewhere unforgivable. For being human enough to value morality over family loyalty when the two conflict."She pressed closer against his chest, listening to heartbeat that was probably enhanced but felt comfortingly normal. "That's what we're trying to preserve during training. The ability to value abstract principles over immediate desires. To choose right action even when wrong action serves people we love. To stay human despite power suggesting humanity's just weakness that transcends itself."Margaret had been watching this exchange with expression suggesting she was cataloguing emotional data for future reference. Understanding family bonds from outside rather than inside. Immortality tha
Chapter 89-Kill
Margaret's precision was brutal."I remember every one. Their faces. Their final words. Their hopes about what they might become if they succeeded. Most were children—divine inheritance manifests young. Most were terrified. All were brave enough to try anyway."She gestured to a section with noticeably fewer names."These are the successes. One hundred and seven individuals who survived Ascension training, maintained consciousness through Convergence, and managed to preserve humanity afterward. That's a 1.4% success rate across seventeen decades of trying."The mathematics were devastating. 98.6% failure rate when dealing with mortality rates, corruption rates, and psychological breakdown combined. Odds that made Russian roulette look safe."And Elena and Isabella's odds?" Damon's voice carried the careful control of someone standing at the edge
Chapter 88- Seventy Two
Damon's controlled fury meeting Margaret's patient explanation, both of them dancing around the fundamental problem that no amount of parental protection could stop cosmic timelines."He wants to pull us from training." Isabella didn't need confirmation. The pattern was obvious—father witnessing daughter nearly die during preparation, calculating that terrible odds beat zero odds, loving them enough to prefer guaranteed failure over potential success. "Margaret's explaining why that guarantees worse outcomes.""Yeah." Elena's voice carried complexity suggesting she understood both positions."Family meeting tonight. Full disclosure about what Ascension training actually entails, what survival odds look like, whether alternatives exist. Then we choose whether to continue."The implications settled over Isabella like weighted blankets. Choice. Agency. The opportunity to say "fuck this" and face C
Chapter 87-Anyway
He looked at Elena, seeing recognition in her eyes of exactly how significant this moment was. Not just another training decision. The inflection point where their future stopped being something Margaret orchestrated and became something they consciously selected. "You should rest." He moved to her bedside, enhanced senses picking up exhaustion that went deeper than physical tiredness. "Whatever happens tomorrow, you need to be clear-headed for it." "I can't sleep." Elena's voice carried the kind of wired energy that came from near-death experiences. "Every time I close my eyes, I feel Isabella's consciousness fragmenting. Experience pieces of what she went through during that power surge. It's like..." she struggled for words. "It's like touching infinity. Understanding that consciousness is so much bigger than individual identity, but also knowing that surrendering to that bigness means losing everythi
Chapter 86-Did they know
He looked at Elena, seeing recognition in her eyes of exactly how significant this moment was. Not just another training decision.The inflection point where their future stopped being something Margaret orchestrated and became something they consciously selected."You should rest." He moved to her bedside, enhanced senses picking up exhaustion that went deeper than physical tiredness. "Whatever happens tomorrow, you need to be clear-headed for it.""I can't sleep." Elena's voice carried the kind of wired energy that came from near-death experiences. "Every time I close my eyes, I feel Isabella's consciousness fragmenting. Experience pieces of what she went through during that power surge. It's like..."she struggled for words. "It's like touching infinity. Understanding that consciousness is so much bigger than individual identity, but also knowing that surrendering to that bigness means losing ever
Chapter 85-Decision
"Took three weeks to even get close—divine beings are notoriously difficult to ambush. When I finally managed it, her last words were thanking me for ending what she'd become. She knew she was a monster. Just couldn't feel it anymore."The medical bay fell silent except for monitoring equipment tracking Isabella's impossible vitals. Elena had gone very still, processing implications about what failure during training actually meant. Not just death. Something worse—survival as something that wore your face while being fundamentally other."I want to talk to them." Damon's voice carried the kind of controlled determination that had built business empires and survived supernatural assassins. "Both girls. When Isabella wakes up. Before any more training happens. They need to understand exactly what they're agreeing to.""They're ten years old." Margaret's objectio
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