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Part 103
Author: Darling writes
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The world should have changed. Something deep inside Leon had hoped that destroying the conduit would flip a switch that the weight he’d carried would disappear, that the system’s grip would shatter completely.

But it didn’t.

It adapted.

It always did.

Three days after the conduit exploded, Leon stood outside a small shop on the edge of Oldtown — a neighborhood so forgotten that even the GPS systems marked it as "unavailable." Rain tapped the pavement, soft and steady. The neon glow from a nearby bar painted the street in red and blue.

This was where the Watchers said the signal had moved.

“Multiple pings from this sector,” Calia had said. “It’s not a core — too weak. But someone or something is hosting fragments of the system. It’s evolving.”

Leon stepped inside the shop. Dust coated the shelves. Old televisions hummed quietly, broadcasting static. It felt like stepping into the past — but something was off. Every screen flickered in unison when he entered.

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