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Chapter 153: The Unface
Author: Pheel-Grip
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Jason’s knees dug into the burning floor, blood seeping from his fists where nails had carved into skin. His ember sputtered with each labored breath, but he hadn’t broken. Not yet.

The whisper lingered in his ear. “Open your eyes, Jason.”

It wasn’t Aria’s voice. It wasn’t the flawless counterfeit the chamber had used before. This was something else, low, rough, almost human in its imperfection. The sound carried no warmth, no hatred. Just inevitability.

His body trembled. His eyelids twitched. The shards inside him howled for release. Jason whispered through cracked lips, “If this is another trick, I’ll burn the whole realm down around you.”

No answer. Only silence, and the sound of breathing that wasn’t his. At last, Jason let his eyes open.

He saw nothing. And yet, everything. The silhouette’s head was inches from his own, its “face” not a mask of light, nor flesh, nor shadow. It was unfinished.

The space where eyes should have been was a whirl of shards, endlessly shifting, bleedi
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