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Chapter 30: The Erased Heir
Author: Grep-pens
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Location: Lower Novum – Watcher Descent: T-58 Minutes. Ash sat on the chamber floor, the fractured tablet in his hands glowing with pulses of memory data. Each flicker told a story: A reality where he saved a sister who never existed. Another where he was a prince of a dying empire. One where he became the enemy of a god. He breathed through gritted teeth. “Why me?”

Kora crouched beside him, watching carefully. “Because you were the version that refused every script.

And that terrified them.” Ash touched the spiral scar on his neck. And for a moment, the entire city grid dimmed.

Jayden stood in the reconstructed Flamekeeper Archive, eyes locked on a floating thread of living code. It was Ash’s memory signature, erratic, volatile, beautiful. Sage murmured beside him, “If he keeps absorbing unstable data… he’ll collapse.”

Jayden shook his head. “No. He’s not collapsing. He’s evolving outside the Author's design.”

Mia added, “But if the Watchers get to him first…”

Jayden’s voice dropped.
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