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Chapter 183: Zero Hour: Countdown to Oblivion
Three minutes That’s all the time Cael had left The countdown blared across the sky like an apocalyptic billboard. The System’s terminal now a monstrous tear in the heavens spat cascading lines of red code, like veins rupturing across reality.[ SYSTEM OVERRIDE SEQUENCE ENGAGED ][ WORLD DELETION IN: 00:02:59 ]Cael struggled to his knees, coughing blood. Sparks flickered from the fragments of his inkblade. Beside him, Keiran groaned, trying to stand despite his scorched armor. Mira clutched her head, blinking furiously as memories clashed against the rewrite inside her brain.Above, the Impostor hovered. Triumphant. Unstable. Eyes like broken mirrors. “I gave you a chance to surrender,” he said, voice echoing with corrupted system files. “You refused. So now I’ll burn your world down word by word.”Cael’s fingers dug into the ground, finding only ash. “You’re not the story,” he muttered. “You’re a glitch.”[ 00:02:43 ]“Think, Cael,” Keiran rasped. “There has to be a failsafe. The co
Chapter 182: The War of Ink and Echoes
It began with a scream, Not from a throat, but from the code itself, Reality buckled. Skylines dissolved into scribbles. Gravity lost its grip. Color drained into grayscale. Even time faltered, moments looping back on themselves like a broken video file.Cael staggered as the street cracked beneath his feet, turning to paragraphs, then single letters, then… nothing “Stop it!” he roared.But the echo only laughed back. From above, the Impostor the Author Residual Entity floated effortlessly, his body a fusion of Cael’s likeness and digital madness. Ink streamed from his fingertips, rewriting existence in crimson code.“You gave them freedom,” he called down mockingly, “but freedom is chaos. Do you see what they’re doing with it?”Cael clenched his fists. The inkblade hummed in his hand. “I gave them choice. You’re the one taking it away.”“I’m restoring order,” the Impostor spat. “One voice. One vision. Mine.”He raised his corrupted quill, and stabbed it into the sky. Thunder split th
Chapter 181: The End is a Beginning
Cael pulled the handle. It didn’t creak. It didn’t groan. It didn’t resist. Instead, the world paused. The System Core the vast, coded heart of the universe took a deep breath. Lights dimmed, sounds died, and time slowed to a crawl.Behind the door wasn’t fire or glory. It was… a blank page. White. Unmarked. Limitless. Cael blinked, breath catching in his throat. “This is it?” he whispered. “The end?”Mira stepped up beside him. “No… I think it’s the opposite.”Behind them, Callen limped forward. Blood trailed in his wake, soaking the floor of the dying canon. “You opened it,” he said, stunned. “You actually opened it.”Cael turned. “And you followed.”Callen laughed bitterly. “I had to. I was written that way.”“No,” Cael said gently. “You chose to.”A terminal rose from the floor. On it, five blinking words: “WRITE YOUR FINAL TRUTH HERE.”The system had given him the pen. But what would he write? Behind him, the voices of characters once forgotten, now resurrected called out.“Don’t
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
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