2025-10-10 07:56:08"Me," it agreed. "I've been following you. Watching your little quest. It's entertaining, watching you race toward a solution that doesn't exist."
"Get lost," Sari snarled, blade pointed at the entity."But I have information you need. The Forbidden Garden is not what you think it is.""We don't need anything from you," Helena said."Don't you?" The entity drifted closer. "You think you're going to the center of the merger to claim it. To shape what humanity becomes. But the Garden isn't the center. It's the lock. And locks can be opened from either side.""What are you talking about?" Kael demanded."The ancient bearers divided the realms at the Garden. They placed Therha there as guardian. But guardians don't just keep things out. They also keep things in." The entity's form rippled with amusement. "The VOID isn't trying to reach the Garden from outside the realms. It's already there. It's been locked in the Garden since the di
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The Trail Of Everyone
The trial began at dawn. Thousands gathered in the Garden. The VOID had built a platform from compressed reality. Eight bearers stood on it. Mara. Vera. And the companions. "This is insane," Helena muttered. "We didn't create the VOID." "No. But you broke the cycle without asking. Merged realms without consent. Made choices affecting billions." The VOID's voice came from everywhere. "Own it." "Devol, speak," the VOID commanded. "Defend yourself or accept judgment." Devol stepped forward. "We created hunger from nothing. Should have confessed immediately. Instead we hid. Killed anyone who discovered truth. I deserve execution." "Do you want execution?" "No. I want to live. But I don't deserve to." "Honest." The VOID shifted to Therha. "You opposed the division. Failed. Chose to become guardian as penance. Explain." "I could have done more. Could have kept fighting. I chose passive resistance. That's cowardice dressed as patience." The VOID moved to the eldest bear
Mara's Secret
Mara disappeared on the second day before the trial.Helena found her room empty. Belongings still there. Weapon gone. No note."She left during the night," Weave said, reading threads. "Went toward the Scar.""Why?" Ten asked."The threads won't show me. They blur around her. Like something's blocking them." Weave's face went pale. "That shouldn't be possible. I can see everything.""Not everything," the VOID said through Weave's mouth. "I can't see her either. She's hidden from both of us.""How?" Helena demanded."I don't know. But I'm curious." The VOID's presence focused. "Very curious."They found Mara at the Scar's edge. She wasn't alone. A woman stood with her. Old. Scarred. Radiating power that made reality bend."That's not possible," Kross whispered. "She's dead. I watched her die.""Who?" Sari asked."The ninth bearer. We told you there were eight. We lied. There were nine." Kross's voice shook. "Her name was Vera. She opposed the division more violently than Mordain. Trie
The Voice In Everything
Helena's hammer spoke first."Forty-three Vocans. Seventeen possessed soldiers. Six corrupt officials. One innocent man." The metal hummed. "His name was Markus. Three children. They think he was a traitor. Should I tell them the truth?"Helena dropped it."I can't shut up. I'm in everything now. Every weapon. Every tool. I know their histories." The hammer laughed. "Want to know what your father's sword did? The things he never told you?"Helena threw it at a tree.The tree spoke. "That hurt. Two hundred years growing. And you throw metal at me."Helena ran back to camp."It's in my threads," Weave said, terrified. "The new VOID. Reading everything I see.""Can you block it?" Kael asked."No. It's part of reality now. Part of everything." Weave clutched her head. "It knows about Mordain trapped in paradox. It's thinking about freeing him.""Don't," Ten said to the air.Liora's dragon scale pulsed. "Why not? He's honest about his hatred. More honest than bearers pretending redemption
No more Trust
"And we don't deserve forgiveness. Don't deserve mercy. We deserve execution. Deserve to face the same horror we inflicted on others. But before we die, let us fix it. Let us unmake what we made. Let us end the VOID properly. Then judge us. Then execute us. Just let us undo the damage first."Ten's corruption broke completely. He collapsed. Himself again. Free from Mordain's control. "You want us to help you? After learning you caused everything?""No. We want you to use us. Sacrifice us the way we sacrificed billions. Take our power. Our essence. Our everything. And use it to permanently end what we began." Devol looked at Kross. "Right?""Right," Kross agreed. "We're weapons. Use us to kill our own creation. Then dispose of us however humanity sees fit."Mordain screamed. "No! You're ruining everything! Confession doesn't absolve! It just exposes weakness!""Maybe," Devol said. "But it also breaks corruption. Look."Ten and Liora stood together. Themselves again. Free. The paradox s
The Bearer's Confession
Kross demanded proof before leaving his farm."Show me Devol's alive. Show me Mordain's returned. I won't abandon my life on words alone."Weave held up the dragon scale. "This is connected to Ten and Liora. Watch."The scale blazed. Images formed. Devol fighting. Wounded. Bleeding essence. And Ten and Liora, corrupted, attacking him with blank eyes."No," Kross whispered. "Mordain actually did it. He corrupted a sacrifice.""He's doing worse," Helena said. "He's using them to hunt down every bearer. You're next on his list.""Then we leave. Now. Before—"The farm exploded.Not with fire. With absence. A chunk of reality just ceased existing. The barn. The fields. The fence. Gone.From the hole stepped Mordain. Ten and Liora flanked him like trained dogs."Kross," Mordain said pleasantly. "Been a while. Ten thousand years, give or take."Kross pushed his grandson behind him. "Leave. Please. The boy's innocent.""No one's innocent. Everyone's complicit in the lie." Mordain gestured at
The Scar's Truth
"Ten's screaming," Weave said, clutching the dragon scale. "In the paradox. He's screaming and I can hear it through the threads.""Then we move faster." Helena pushed through exhaustion. They'd been traveling for eighteen hours straight toward the Scar. No rest. No food. Just running."I can't keep this pace," Torin gasped, stumbling. "I'm not built for this.""None of us are." Sari grabbed his arm, hauled him forward. "We do it anyway."The Scar appeared ahead. A massive wound in reality. Black. Empty. Wrong. Just looking at it made Helena's eyes water."That's where we're going?" Mara asked."That's where Devol hid whatever can stop Mordain." Weave stopped at the edge. The ground just ended. Dropped into nothing. "We have to jump.""Jump into concentrated VOID?" Kael stared at her. "That's suicide.""Maybe. But Devol survived it long enough to hide something. Which means there's a way through." Weave held up the dragon scale. "This is our anchor. As long as we hold it, we stay conn
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