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Chapter 18: The Architect Protocol
Author: Wonderful65
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Aiden's body shook in the chair, veins glowing faintly with violet-blue circuits as the ancient AI pulsed through him like a second heartbeat. Lyra stood frozen, hand halfway to his shoulder but afraid to touch him.

Silas barked into the terminal, “Override sync now!”

“Override denied,” the AI replied, voice emotionless.

“Architect authorization detected. Full integration required.”

Aiden gasped, then stilled. And then, he stood. The cables fell away. The lights dimmed. And the chamber breathed. “I remember everything,” he said, eyes distant.

“They used me to build the Protocol. The one that could reboot all neural-linked systems on Earth. I... I am the failsafe.”

Silas stared in disbelief. “You mean the Protocol was never meant to defend Eden.”

Aiden turned slowly, his voice calm. “It was meant to end it.”

The underground Ark chamber was chaos. Klaxons blared. Security drones activated. Tech-priests in ceremonial armor, wielding relics made of both scripture and plasma, prepared for
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