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Chapter 138 — “The Descent Within, Part III”

Author: Freezy-Grip

2025-10-21 19:14:02

There was no up, no down, only the weightless hush after her scream had died. The silence pressed around her like a second skin, thin as breath and infinite as the dark.

Somewhere beyond, something pulsed in slow rhythm, not light, not sound, but the suggestion of a heartbeat too large for comprehension.

Jenna drifted in it. The last thing she remembered was falling no, being taken. A slide into something that was not air or water or space but memory itself, liquefied and breathing. Now she floated in the consequence.

She whispered his name once. “Denilson.” The sound disappeared, swallowed by the stillness, but something heard it, You remember him still.

The voice did not echo. It bloomed inside her chest like warmth after fever. Soft, kind, unbearably gentle. That pain is proof you once belonged to the world.

Her hands trembled. She could not see them, yet she felt the shiver, as if her body existed only because she insisted on it. “Who are you?” she murmured.

Names are for those wh

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He had fallen. Dragged somewhere she could not follow. Somewhere the world itself refused to name. She staggered up.The crystalline trees leaned closer their branches curling like claws wrapped in glass. Jenna backed away, wings trembling, feathered one moment, dissolving into light the next.Everything wanted a piece of her, everything recognized her as new gravity.“Stop”The command wasn’t loud, but it rippled through the air like a shockwave. The trees froze. The sky paused its endless spiral. Even the wind dared not continue its breath.A tingling fear crawled up her spine. What am I becoming? A voice, honey soft and intimate, whispered inside her thoughts, Becoming? No, my love. You have already become.Jenna’s pulse jumped. She spun, searching shadows and blinding light alike. “Who’s there?”The world, the voice breathed, Your world. Our world. Every star fragment overhead flickered, like winking eyes. Her knees threatened to buckle.“No. I don’t want that. I want”Him. Wind c
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Denilson hit the ground so hard that his bones should have shattered. They didn’t. Instead, the impact sent ripples through the floor of the place he’d fallen into as if the ground were made of taut liquid light stretched over endless depth.His palms burned. His breath came jagged. The world above where Jenna had been ripped skyward was gone, sealed by a membrane of roiling energy that refused even the concept of escape.Darkness pressed in, but not emptiness. No this dark was dense. Alive. Watching. Denilson staggered to his feet, He wasn’t alone. A voice slid like oil through his mind Denilson You fall well. He spun, fists clenched.The darkness coalesced into a figure, humanoid only because it remembered what humans looked like. Tall. Limbs too long. Surface shifting like smoke over muscle.Its face, was Denilson’s face. A warped reflection eyes hollow, smile wrong. “Who the hell are you?” Denilson growled.The thing tilted its head, amused. We are what you left behind in the god’
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The speakers crackled into nothing. Static swallowed the alarms. All motion in the isolation bay froze the security officers mid draw, Rhaena mid turn everyone suspended in terror but for their racing eyes. Only Denilson could move, or maybe only he dared to.The air changed pressure, compressing around his ears like deep water dragging the room downward. Light bent, a silver gravity curling through the floor tiles. His skin prickled as if new laws were writing themselves under it.A slow distortion spread through the air, a shape walking directly through the metal wall, dissolving matter into spirals of dust that reassembled behind her like contrition.Jenna emerged, Bare feet. Hair floating in a slow, celestial tide. Skin traced with thin silver veining that pulsed faintly, as though stars had rewired her bloodstream.Her pupils were galaxies, contracting, reforming. A cosmic entity, in a fragile human frame. Denilson couldn’t move.Her gaze slid to him, instant recognition. Emotion
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He didn’t land. He was caught suspended inside light that writhed like a living cage. Gravity didn’t exist here. Neither did air. The only thing that truly existed was suffering given architecture.Denilson’s boots hovered inches above a surface that refused to finish forming. The ground glimmered like half-built glass. Walls of unbirth arched upward, riblike, pulsating, swallowing and birthing themselves over and over.The air smelled like lightning trying to drown, and at the center of the chamber, she hung. Jenna.Her arms were stretched outward, bound by chains of pure radiance embedded into her wrists. Her feet dangled limp, her hair floating like she was underwater.The light passing through her made her look almost translucent as though the universe was trying to erase her physicality.A star pulsed just behind her sternum, trying to replace her heart. One beat. Too strong for her ribs.Not strong enough to keep her alive. Her eyes fluttered silver bleeding where brown used to

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