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Season 3-Chp 22
At the edge of the world—where the relic fields died and the horizon stuttered like a broken film—something grew.It wasn’t made of stone.It wasn’t made of metal.It was built from remnants.Shattered timelines.Forgotten cities.Echoes of people who no longer existed in the current world, but still remembered something else.There, in that void, the clone stood—eyes vacant, skin stitched with Mirror thread—and whispered the foundation of his dominion.“I will build from the broken. I will crown myself with what they erased. I will be the king of everything that never should have been lost.”Around him, the Hollow Spire rose—impossibly high, its edges shifting like smoke and bone.In Haven, the Memory Tree stood quiet.The battle had ceased—for now.But Lukas was unraveling.It began slowly.He forgot a door.Then a date.Then the taste of his mother’s cooking—something he had held onto through every fragment of identity.Reya noticed first.“You’re blinking too much,” she said one n
Season 3-Chp 21
The first glitch came at dawn.A woman in Sector 3 screamed as her daughter vanished mid-sentence—replaced by an older version of herself who didn’t recognize her mother.Within thirty minutes, seven more cases were reported.By noon, the city grid was swarming with inconsistencies: buildings shifted design. Statues appeared where none had stood. Names were forgotten, entire families unlinked.Orin stood in front of the Memory Tree’s node array, teeth grinding as data scrolled in corrupted waves.“It’s happening faster than I thought.”Reya stepped beside him. “The clone’s behind it.”Inside a surveillance bay deep beneath the Core Tower, Mira projected holograms across the walls.Each glitch shared one thing in common:A presence.Flickering. Human-shaped. Glowing faintly red around the eyes.Sometimes it was walking through crowds. Sometimes staring at the camera.Always… with Andrew’s face.“Same build. Same voice pattern. But look here,” Mira said, enhancing one of the stills.She
Season 3-Chp 20
Lukas’s footsteps echoed along the obsidian corridor that led to Haven’s new core.His body ached. Time still rippled around his vision—blurred versions of the present flickering like shadows in the corners of his eyes. But he kept walking.Not toward peace.But toward her.At the far end, beneath the arc of a relic-lit dome, Reya stood, bathed in blue light. Her hand rested on a metal cradle of roots—each one pulsing with Eden’s energy.When she saw him, her expression shifted.Relief.And something more dangerous: recognition.“Lukas,” she said softly. “You made it.”He managed a breathless smile. “You sound surprised.”“I wasn’t sure you’d survive the Mirror purge.”Lukas raised a trembling hand. “Define survive.”She stepped closer, her gaze sharp.“Let me see.”Lukas hesitated. But then he nodded.She reached out—fingertips glowing faintly—and touched his temple.A spark jumped between them.And Reya saw it.A shard.A sliver of Mirror code—embedded like glass behind Lukas’s left
Season 3-Chp 19
The skies above Haven shimmered unnaturally. Blue lightning cracked silently along the edges of buildings, spiderwebbing through clouds that weren’t supposed to exist.The relic network had felt Eden’s pulse.And now, the city remembered.Reya stood atop Sector Zero’s watchtower, the seed core of Eden in her palm, pulsing softly with rhythm like a second heartbeat.Mira emerged behind her, hair windswept, clutching a diagnostic pad. “We’ve confirmed it. Nodes all across the city are responding to the new protocol.”Reya’s gaze didn’t leave the skyline. “Good. That means the override is holding.”“What happens now?” Mira asked.Reya slowly turned to her. The glow in her irises hadn’t faded since the merge with Vayna.“We begin planting memory that can’t be rewritten.”Lukas was still shaking.He sat in the wreckage of an old service depot, blood smeared on his chest, knuckles torn open.The Mirror had fought back.When he had refused its last command—to assassinate Orin—it had turned o
Season 3-Chp 18
The moment Reya placed her hand against the surface of the relic, the world inverted.Not physically—but structurally.Light twisted inward. Time slowed. Her heart skipped, then thudded back in reverse.And the Eden core opened.Not like a door. Not like a vault.It opened like an eye.And Reya fell inside it.She wasn’t in Haven anymore.She stood on a gray shore, where black water lapped soundlessly against fractured glass. Above her, a sky of static blinked in and out of existence—glimpses of pasts, presents, and alternate nows.A woman waited at the shoreline.Silver hair. Eyes like twin needles. Skin unaged by time.Vayna.“You came,” she said. “Good. I wasn’t sure you’d be strong enough.”In the physical world, Mira screamed Reya’s name as her body collapsed beside the Eden core. Her skin shimmered faintly—runes flickering across her veins, glowing white-hot like relic code burning through her from the inside out.The relic scanner blared:“MIND-MERGE INITIATED. HOST CORE UNSTAB
Season 3-Chp 17
Beneath the city, far below Haven’s forgotten infrastructure, where light hadn’t touched in decades, something had awakened.It pulsed once.Twice.Then grew.Not with roots, nor with branches—but with thought.The Sixth Relic, known only in Andrew’s encrypted protocols as Eden, was not made of stone or gem or glass like the others. It was a seed—but not one that bore fruit.It bore memory.And now, it remembered Reya.Reya stood before the containment chamber, breath shallow.Glass curled outward, cracked like old bone. A faint glow spiraled upward from a hollow pedestal where the relic once lay dormant.“It’s... alive,” Mira whispered beside her. “That thing’s growing without soil.”“No. Not without soil,” Reya replied. Her eyes never left the pedestal. “It’s growing in me.”The chamber lights flickered, momentarily replaced by visual pulses—frames of images from Reya’s past:Her as Lyenne.Her as Calista.And even further—moments she didn’t recognize. A child with violet eyes. A wo
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