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Chapter 179: The Scripted Collapse
Cael stood frozen, staring at the three versions of himself emerging from the luminous rifts: One sobbing uncontrollably, knelt and whispering apologies into his bloodied hands. One grinning, eyes full of manic energy and recklessness.One stumbling, a blade lodged deep in his chest, dying yet smiling. Each wore the same face. Each radiated different aspects of Cael’s soul. “What is this?” he muttered, clenching his quill, the System interface flickering in chaos.[ CONSOLIDATION COMMENCED ][ MULTI-NARRATIVE SYNC IN PROGRESS ][ WARNING: MEMORY CONFLICTS IMMINENT ]“You're me,” Cael whispered. “But when? How?”The cheerful one spoke first. “I’m who you were when you stopped caring and embraced power.”The dying one raised trembling fingers. “I’m who you become if you never learn when to stop.”The sobbing one wept harder. “I’m... who you are when you break.”Cael gritted his teeth. Three versions. Three outcomes. But only one would be chosen to remain.Suddenly, time warped. The batt
Chapter 180: The Puppetmaster’s Gambit
Night fell over Celestaris, but it wasn’t the same sky. Not anymore.Reality shimmered like a half-rendered simulation, with patches of the city flickering in and out of existence. Streets curved in impossible loops. Buildings stretched upward into infinity, then snapped back like rubber bands. Entire districts had inverted, as if reality itself had suffered a glitch.Cael stood at the edge of what was once the Skyline District, now warped into a reflective maze of living code. He wasn’t alone. The three alternate versions of himself, Echo Cael, Warden Cael, and Hollow Cael stood with him, each carrying fragments of their dying timelines. None spoke.Not because they had nothing to say. But because something was listening. “It’s the Puppetmaster,” Cael finally whispered. “He’s not pulling strings anymore. He’s cutting them.”The skyline began to shift. In the distance, a colossal figure emerged, not physical, but towering, made of strings, scripts, and broken narrative logic. The Pupp
Chapter 178: The Timeline Where I Never Was
Cael stood in the empty street of a rewritten Sector One, the sky above colored in greyscale, like the world had lost its saturation without him. “System…” he whispered. “Where the hell am I?”A prompt buzzed across his vision: [ VARIANT-06: “MIRA’S REIGN” ] [ NOTE: SUBJECT CAEL MERCER — NEVER BORN. ]His hands trembled. There were no markers. No signs. No hints of the allies he’d made. His influence, fame, infamy it was all wiped clean.This was a reality where he had never existed. And yet, he was the only anomaly now walking its streets. “Guess this is what erasure feels like.”He passed through neighborhoods that should have remembered him, children he’d protected, merchants he’d saved, but their gazes passed through him like he was a shadow.At the edge of the square, a massive statue stood, an obsidian monolith, the figure unmistakable. Mira. Clad in system-forged armor, red cloak billowing, Spire raised to the sky.Inscribed beneath: THE FIRST ARCHITECT — ORDER THROUGH SACRIFIC
Chapter 177: Echoes and Errors
“Mira…” Cael whispered her name like a prayer as he stood over her. Her eyes once filled with that fierce defiance, now held only glassy confusion.She looked right through him “Who… are you?”The Echo of Mira stepped forward, face grim. “The rewrite worked. She’s alive. But her memories are fragmented, scattered like deleted files. It wasn’t a full resurrection. More like… a hard reset.”Cael’s knuckles turned white on the Spire. “So how do we get them back?”The Echo didn’t answer Instead, she handed him a Memory Shard, shimmering with crimson ink. “One by one. But every shard you give back will cost you, more of your own memories, your influence, your status. The system doesn’t allow two souls to remember what’s already been erased.”Cael didn’t hesitate. “Then let’s pay.”Far above, in the Central Control Hall of Rewrite HQ, Joran leaned back as he watched Cael’s desperate gamble unfold on a dozen screens. “He really thinks this is a redemption arc.”The advisors stood behind him
Chapter 176: Author of War
The inkstorm howled In the center of it stood Cael. No longer a glitch. No longer a pawn. Not quite a man. He was a paradox now, a rewritten soul dragged back into existence by the sacrifice of someone who no longer existed in the world’s memory.Mira was gone. But her blood soaked the Author’s Spire. Cael held it tight, and something within him burned.[ NEW USER RECOGNIZED ][ ACCESS LEVEL: CREATOR MODE- LOCKED PARTIALLY ][ WARNING: UNSTABLE INTEGRATION. SIDE EFFECTS UNKNOWN. ]He could feel the world pressing against him, every page, every decision, every weight Mira carried. And now, he would carry it.A voice rose from the ink. Cold. Commanding. “Unauthorized resurrection detected. Protagonist slot already filled. Prepare for deletion.”Three figures stepped forward. The Inquisitors of Canon. Clad in obsidian armor etched with gold narrative lines, they looked like sculptures carved from story itself. Each wielded a “Red Pen” a blade that erased memory on contact.“Cael Mercer.
Chapter 175: The Ink Rebellion
Mira stood alone in the collapsing Rewrite Layer. The quill-The Author’s Spire-trembled in her palm, still warm from Cael’s fading touch. The white void had gone silent, but its silence was not peaceful. It was the hush before a scream, the breath before a universe unraveling.She wasn’t ready. But the story no longer cared.[ SYSTEM STABILITY: 5% ][ ANCHOR ASCENSION PROTOCOL: INCOMPLETE ][ THREAT DETECTED: USER “MIRA ELEN” HOLDS RESTRICTED OBJECT ]Above her, the sky began bleeding ink black words raining like a storm of meaning and memory. And then… The system retaliated. A new figure descended.Tall. Robed in obsidian. A face hidden behind a mask shaped like an hourglass. Lines of code etched across his chest like scars. “Return the pen,” he said. “You are unfit to wield it.”Mira raised her chin. “I rewrote myself. I remember everything.”“Then you also remember what happens to failed authors.”He struck without warning. A single flick of his hand, and Mira was blasted back by a
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