2023-05-29 15:40:31"I said, my body is too valuable to sleep with a whore like your sister."
Orlando appeared to chuckle, while Andrew, unable to contain his anger any longer, was about to throw a punch at Orlando.
However, just before it landed on Orlando's face, Erica screamed, "Stop!"
The girl in the red shirt approached Andrew and hugged him tightly from behind. This prompted Andrew to release his grip on Orlando's collar and embrace Erica to calm her down.
"Don't do anything, Andrew. I beg you. Don't jeopardize your position," Erica whispered.
Orlando and Nadine had sinister grins on their faces. Orlando, in particular, remained confident because they were in his father's company. He believed that would protect him from Andrew's attack. As long as they were in his territory, Orlando thought Andrew wouldn't dare to touch him.
"What your sister said is true, Andrew. You'd better watch your attitude. You might end up without a job in this city. You should understand the power of my family, what we can do to shape someone's career. Don't you remember when you worked here, one of your colleagues got fired? Have you ever asked him how his life is now?" Orlando stared at Andrew fiercely.
"I don't care and I'm not afraid of your family, Orlando! I'm here to defend my sister!" Andrew glared back.
"More precisely, to defend a whore," Nadine interjected with a laugh.
Andrew was about to approach Nadine, and this time he didn't consider whether she was a woman or not. He wanted to slap Nadine's face. However, once again, Erica stopped her brother by holding him back.
"No, no! Don't do anything, Andrew. I beg you, promise me!" Erica pleaded.
"Erica! Stop holding me back. They've spread malicious rumors and lies to degrade you! You've been humiliated by them, Erica! I won't stay silent when someone disrespects my family!"
Orlando and Nadine applauded and laughed. Both of them approached Andrew and Erica, and even Orlando didn't hesitate to embrace Andrew with his irritating expression.
"A beautiful drama in the morning. You're lucky to have a younger sister who is much more mature and understands your position in this city, Andrew. Erica, I will forgive your deliberate attempts to seduce me, and I won't bring up the slander you threw at Andrew again. Nadine has decided the same thing. What happened this morning, I consider it done."
"No! It's not over, you bastard!" Andrew pulled Orlando's collar again.
"Stop it, Andrew!"
Erica raised her voice and scolded her brother. She released her embrace on Andrew and pulled his hand away from Orlando's collar.
"Let me handle this!" Erica cupped her hands in front of Orlando and said, "I beg you, forgive what happened this morning. Please don't make it difficult for my brother to find a job. After all, we no longer have parents. We need money, I plead with you, don't bring up this incident again, Sir."
Seeing her sister continuously apologizing to Orlando infuriated Andrew. He then decided to pull Erica away from Orlando.
"Come on, Erica!"
Andrew chose not to prolong the issue as long as Erica was near him. He restrained his anger and resentment towards Orlando. However, his mind still struggled to stay focused and not let the emotions ignite against the two annoying individuals.
Unfortunately, the words that came out of Orlando's mouth afterward made Andrew halt his steps, which had already taken him quite far, when Orlando shouted, "Goodbye, poor people! If you need a job, come to me, Erica, and lick my ass!"
"No, don't do it, Andrew!" Erica tried to stop Andrew, but her brother could no longer contain his anger.
Nadine and Orlando's laughter echoed in front of the company. Just before Orlando entered, Andrew leaped towards him, causing Orlando to fall.
"KYAA!"
Nadine's laughter turned into screams. Orlando's body was right in the middle of the door, keeping the automatic door open.
Andrew gripped his neck and sat on top of Orlando's body. His gaze was fierce, and he said, "Say hello to hell, Orlando!"
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Season 2-Chp 79
They arrived like wind crawling across a graveyard—gentle at first, scattered and fragmented. Voices with no mouths, syllables without origin, footsteps with no feet. The Spiral, ever observant, turned inward, then outward, trying to contain the sudden weight of being remembered.Cian stood inside its pulsing heart. The runes beneath him no longer felt smooth or responsive. They crackled underfoot, fragments of languages leaking from other realities, some older than speech, some impossibly young. He could hear laughter and sobbing at the same time. Some of these echoes wanted peace.But others?They only wanted to be seen.Syra drew a perimeter with her blade, muttering low chants of grounding magic. It wasn’t meant to protect—it was meant to remind her what was real.Ashiel whispered, “It’s not an invasion. It’s grief.”Yra knelt near the outer ring. Her eyes shimmered faintly. She was still new to embodiment. These cries reached into the cracks of her. She listened the way only some
Season 2-Chp 78
It began, as most irreversible things do, with silence.Not the passive quiet of dusk, not the hush of reverence. This silence was full, like breath held too long in a chamber about to shatter. The Spiral had grown calm—its runes no longer screamed, no longer recoiled. They pulsed, not with fear or anger now, but with something else entirely:Mercy.After Cian’s refusal to erase Jerome, after Yra’s naming of regret as truth, the Spiral had changed. Not dramatically. Not loudly. But deeply. It had accepted that contradiction could live beside harmony—that shame could sit beside courage—that guilt could be recorded without destroying the page it touched.The Spiral’s pulse slowed. Its glow warmed.But far beyond the Spiral’s perimeter—past what could be seen, even past what could be remembered—a ripple carried outward.It passed through the trees.Through the cracked skies.Through the forgotten paths of collapsed spirals.It moved like smoke through holes in time.It whispered one word
Season 2-Chp 77
The Spiral did not scream again.But it did not settle either.The world beneath them had stopped pretending to be stable. Runes rippled like water disturbed by unseen stones. Every step across the Spiral’s radius was like walking across someone’s heartbeat. It was a place of memory, of intention—but now, it struggled with something it had never processed before:Betrayal accepted.Cian had refused to erase Jerome.He had held the quill in his hand, the Spiral pulsing with righteous fury, and instead of cleansing the wound, he let it exist—chose to let the chain remain fractured, imperfect.And now?The Spiral didn’t know how to hold that kind of truth.Jerome stood just outside the Spiral’s center. Not speaking. Not moving. The runes wouldn’t come near him, and even the soil beneath his boots seemed to hesitate, as if uncertain of his weight.Cian had spared him, but the Spiral had not forgiven him.Yra watched this unfold in silence. She stood near the outer rim, her small hands clo
Season 2-Chp 76
The Spiral had gone quiet. Not inert—never that again—but contemplative, as though the force now pulsing beneath it had learned not just how to shape reality but how to listen. The air above its runes shimmered faintly, like a page being read by unseen eyes. Every movement made near it, every breath taken, felt heavier—not because the Spiral was judging, but because it was remembering.Yra stood beside it, her small frame haloed in the last traces of the amber light that had wrapped around her when she declared her name. The glow still clung faintly to her fingertips, warm and steady. She had not spoken again since that moment, and no one asked her to. A voice born in defiance didn’t need to rush. It had already proven it deserved to be heard.Cian watched her in silence. He could feel the Spiral under his boots—not shifting, not moving, but paying attention. The sensation crawled up through his calves and into his spine, like a presence was coiled just beneath his skin, not malevolen
Season 2-Chp 75
hem, placing her blade flat across her knees. “Do you want to stay here?”The girl hesitated. “The Order says I belong to them.”“But what do you say?” Ashiel asked.“I don’t know,” she admitted. “I’ve only just heard myself for the first time.”And in that fragile moment, something deep beneath the Spiral shifted.Not violently.Just… honestly.A single glyph cracked at the Spiral’s outer rim and rose, hovering, glowing.Jerome reached for it—but it floated to the girl instead.It settled over her chest and pressed gently against her skin.A sound echoed.Not words.Laughter.Soft, young. A child’s giggle—untouched by doctrine.The girl gasped. “That was me.”Ashiel whispered, “It’s your memory.”“No,” the alternate Ashiel said. “It’s fabricated. Manufactured by Cian’s error.”“Then explain,” Calith cut in, “why it feels so real.”The alternate Ashiel faltered. “Because emotion is easy to simulate.”“Yet impossible to fake,” Margareth replied sharply.The Spiral brightened again, not
Season 2-Chp 74
Not with fire, not with wrath, but with something older than both—conviction. Runes flowed across the ground like molten will. Memory and unwritten dreams surged in tandem, as if the world itself had decided, finally, to fight for its place.Cian stood at the Spiral’s heart. The quill in his hand trembled—not from fear, but from the weight of everything he and the others had anchored there. His pulse synced with the Spiral. Each heartbeat etched another declaration of existence into the stone.The emissaries from the dead Spiral stood at the edge. They had arrived as arbiters. They had demanded compliance. But now?Now they stood before something they could not quantify: defiance without destruction.The alternate Ashiel stepped forward. “You cannot maintain narrative resonance. This world is unstable.”The Spiral answered by flaring brighter.Real Ashiel stepped beside Cian. “Funny. You say unstable, but this place feels more alive than yours ever did.”The faceless one’s glyphs glit
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