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Chapter 161 – The Memory That Dreamed Itself Awake
The light burned through silence. Jenna’s eyes opened to motion, not violent, but slow, circular, as if she were floating inside a womb of light that refused to let her fall.Above her, the sky was not blue but aware. It shimmered with patterns that resembled thought, threads of gold weaving into shapes, unweaving, then forming again. Each time it shifted, she felt it echo inside her bones.She rose, or rather, the light lifted her, and the world unfolded around her like an eyelid opening, but this wasn’t the same fractured plain she’d stood on before.Everything was alive, Trees made of faint light breathed with the rhythm of the wind; rivers hummed faint songs that shimmered in the air, even the soil vibrated faintly, as though it were remembering footsteps that hadn’t yet been taken.Every element moved in quiet unison, and at the center of it all, Jenna felt Denilson’s pulse, steady, deep, and threaded through everything she touched.The air whispered to her in fragments, voices o
Chapter 160 – The Breath Beneath the Sky
The first sound was wind, but it wasn’t ordinary wind. It moved with memory, carrying voices that should have vanished, whispers stretched thin over miles of broken air. Jenna stood at the edge of the plain that once had been a city.The sky bent in slow spirals overhead, clouds gleaming faintly as though made of molten silver. Where towers once pierced the heavens, there were now pillars of light humming with faint music.Every step she took, the ground responded, soft ripples of warmth radiating outward, as if the world itself acknowledged her presence.She stopped walking when she saw her reflection shimmer in the ground. The reflection smiled before she did. It wasn’t her.“Denilson?” she whispered.The reflection tilted its head, features reforming into his, softly, not as flesh but as the suggestion of him: the line of his jaw in mist, his eyes two small constellations of gold.He did not speak at first, but the world around her shifted, listening to her heartbeat. Then the wind
Chapter 159 – The Shape That Remembered His Name (Part II)
The collapse did not feel like falling. It felt like remembering, too quickly, too completely. The air burst into spirals of glass light. Each shard showed a memory. Denilson’s eyes reflecting the sea; the line of his back in morning light; his laugh breaking between exhaustion and faith.Jenna reached through them, but every touch scattered another reflection into dust. Then, silence, when her vision steadied, she stood in a chamber of suspended fragments, like a cathedral made of broken mirrors, all hanging midair.The pieces shifted slowly, orbiting a single pulsing shape at the center. It was him. Or what was left of him.Denilson floated within the sphere of pale gold, his body half-dissolved into luminous veins, like he was being rewritten even as she watched. The light rose from his heart and spread through the air, carving new constellations into the walls of nothing.“Denilson” she whispered.His eyes opened. They were not human anymore, too deep, too steady, but they softene
Chapter 158 – The Shape That Remembered His Name
The light had not ended. It had simply slowed, drawn thin into ribbons that hung in the air like torn silk, trembling between creation and collapse.Jenna lay in the wreckage of radiance, her lungs aching as if she had drowned in light. The air was sweet and wrong, too soft to be real, and every breath left a trail of gold dust in the air. The ground beneath her hands pulsed faintly, warm and wet, as if the world itself were still bleeding from birth.She pushed herself up. The sky had no top, only a hollow glow spiraling endlessly outward. Shadows rippled across it, slow and deliberate, mountains shifting like sleeping beasts, rivers that flowed upward before vanishing into the light. Everything breathed. Everything remembered pain.“Denilson?”His name left her throat like a wound reopening. The echo carried across the plain, bending through the still air, and returned to her, distorted, almost sung.JennaThe whisper was not his voice, not exactly. It carried warmth, but also dista
Chapter 157 – The God That Dreamed in His Image (Part One)
The first thing Denilson felt was light. Not warmth, not touch, but a weightless radiance that seemed to breathe. It shimmered across his skin like air tasting itself, as if the world had not yet decided to become solid.Every part of him was translucent, threaded with quiet pulses of thought, and beneath those pulses, something deeper whispered:You’re still here.He opened his eyes, though there were no eyes to open, and saw an ocean of gold suspended in black. Fragments of geometry drifted past him, shards of architecture, streaks of color that had once been walls, bones, faces.They hovered in impossible silence, waiting to be chosen, waiting to become something again. He reached out and the light obeyed him.It shaped a hand from nothing, trembling at the edges, then a wrist, an arm. Each movement sent ripples through the field. Patterns unfolded, like thought made visible, like breath crystallized.When he finally spoke, his voice came out smaller than he remembered. “Where am I
CHAPTER 156: “THE SHAPE OF WHAT REMAINS”
The light was eating the world. It fell like rain and struck like flame, dissolving the horizon into ribbons of molten air. Everything, the sky, the ground, even the air itself, bent and broke beneath its roar. The sound was too large to hear properly, more a vibration felt through bone and breath.Jenna couldn’t move. The world was collapsing around her, and all she could see was him.Denilson, no, what had been Denilson, stood at the center of the storm, or rather, became it. His body was half-shadow, half-light, his edges burning away and re-forming again in endless, impossible rhythm. Veins of gold fire pulsed beneath his translucent skin.Where his heart should have been, there was only a hollow of radiant white, spinning, shifting, alive.She screamed his name, but her voice was drowned in the chaos.The light tore through her words, turned them to dust, and still, somehow, he heard.For one agonizing instant, his head turned. His eyes were open now, two suns collapsing in rever
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