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Chapter 53 – The Gate Between Worlds
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Kingsley didn’t remember hitting the ground. All he knew was the metallic taste of blood in his mouth and the feeling of gravity betraying him. The wind roared past as he fell, no, was pulled through the circular Gate behind Kenechi. And just before he lost consciousness, he saw it:

A city suspended in digital twilight. A skyline of black towers woven with living cables. A blood-red sky where the stars pulsed like eyes. This was the other side. The True Core.

He woke to silence. No rain. No drones. No Evelyn. No Aya. Just the hush of air that wasn’t quite air, and the odd sensation that the world was bending at the edges of his vision.

He staggered to his feet. Everything felt lighter, but also wrong. His hands shimmered when he moved them too quickly. Data flickered along his skin like electric tattoos. A voice crackled in his ear distorted, low. “—ngsley—... do you copy?”

He tapped the side of his head. “Aya?”

“—e link... unstable... can't hold...”

Then silence. He was alone.

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