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Chapter 79: The Man with Her Eyes
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Smoke coiled around Evelyn’s boots as she stared at the figure emerging from the void. His gait was calm. Measured. Not quite human, not quite Dominion. The chamber’s heat hissed against his skin, yet he walked as if insulated by purpose.

The watch on his wrist glinted, her father’s old analog model, lost a decade ago in a car crash no one ever investigated. And his eyes? They were hers, Not metaphorically not just similar. Exactly hers.

As if someone had torn them from her skull and pressed them into his face, He stopped a dozen paces away, The silence stretched between them, heavy and electric. “Who are you?” she asked, voice hoarse.

He smiled. “You already know.”

“I don’t.”

“You will.”

She raised her weapon. He didn’t flinch. Instead, he nodded at the Beacon core behind her. “You completed the Upload.”

“I didn’t have a choice.”

“You always had a choice,” he replied. “You just chose the one that let you survive.”

“You’re Dominion?”

“No.”

“Then what?” He stepped closer.

And then the
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