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Chapter 174 — The Mirror’s Bride
The air between them shimmered like heat over broken glass. Jason didn’t move. Couldn’t. Every breath felt like it might tip the fragile stillness into shattering.Two Arias stood before him, identical, impossible. One glowed with that golden warmth he knew too well, light tracing every line of her face like sunrise caught in skin.The other was carved from mirror and smoke, her edges soft but shifting, her eyes perfect wells of reflected light. And when they both spoke, it was his name, overlapping, wrong.“Jason.”It was unbearable. Same tone, same inflection, the only difference was temperature. The golden one’s voice pulled at his chest.The mirrored one pressed against his mind, cold and invasive, like thought being rewritten. He whispered, “No. No, this isn’t possible”The golden Aria stepped forward, trembling. “Jason, it’s me. Please. Don’t look at her.”The mirror Aria smiled. “He already did.”The world trembled. Jason’s instincts screamed to run, but his feet felt buried in
Chapter 173 — The One Who Shouldn’t Exist
The silence hit first. No sound. No wind. Just a pulse that wasn’t quite heartbeat, wasn’t quite thunder, slow, deliberate, echoing through the air like the ticking of a dying clock.Jason froze where he stood, staring across the fractured sky. And there, stepping out of the burning horizon, was him.Same eyes. Same stance. Same quiet rage under the skin. But colder. Perfect, almost mechanical, like someone had rebuilt him from memory and stripped out everything that made him human.Aria stood between them, barefoot in the glass dust. The light that lived under her skin pulsed unevenly, half gold, half shadow, flashing faster the closer the two Jasons came to her.Jason’s throat felt dry. “That… thing”The double tilted its head. “is what you were meant to be,” it finished, speaking in his voice. Every syllable vibrated like it came from somewhere behind his ears. “The version that didn’t hesitate.”The world rippled at his words. Reflected cities flickered into existence and died aga
Chapter 172 — The Girl Who Stepped Out of His Heart
At first, he thought the echo was an illusion, one more trick of the broken glass world. But then the horizon breathed.A ripple passed through the mirrored plain, light bending toward a single shape forming in the distance. Jason’s pulse stuttered; his own heartbeat matched the rhythm of that light.With each throb, the air thickened, heavy with the sound of something being born. He forced himself to stand.The ground trembled underfoot, reflections warping around his boots. His body still felt fractured, every movement trailed an afterimage, as if pieces of him lagged a heartbeat behind. He clenched his fists. “Aria?”The word barely made it out. The world heard it anyway. The shimmer on the horizon pulsed brighter, unfurling into a storm of color. A silhouette stepped out, slowly, as if pushing through layers of time.For a second, it looked like her. For the next, like something else wearing her shape. Jason’s breath caught. “No…”Aria emerged barefoot from the glass sea, each ste
Chapter 171 — The Body That Was Two
He woke without breath because the lungs weren’t his alone. Each inhale caught on another rhythm. Each blink arrived a fraction too soon, as if two people were trying to use the same set of nerves.The world came back in pulses of light, first red, then gold, then the faint shimmer of glass under his skin. He sat up. The movement felt rehearsed and wrong, every muscle arguing about direction.Jason, said the voice in his skull. Stop moving. You’re tearing the seam. He froze. “Aria?”Yes, and no. Don’t talk. We share the same throat now. He touched his face. Smooth, unfamiliar. When he looked down, the hands staring back were both of theirs: long-fingered, callused, a faint tracer of light running beneath the veins like circuitry and blood. A body half-made of ember and reflection.The ground beneath him was liquid stone, mirroring a sky that had no horizon. Cities bloomed and collapsed in silence at the edge of sight, rippling like dreams trying to remember themselves.This was not a
Chapter 170 — The World That Wouldn’t Die
Jason woke gasping into a city that didn’t know what moment it was. Light bent wrong. Buildings shimmered between ruin and rebirth, some still smoking from fires that hadn’t started yet, others already rebuilt by hands that no longer existed.Every breath tasted of ash and memory. He pushed himself up. The ground was mirror-glass and cobblestone in the same heartbeat.When he blinked, the street rewound, cars sliding backward, people laughing in reverse, then lurched forward again, a broken film strip of reality trying to replay itself.Fragments of voices bled through the air.“Doctor Miller, she’s stable”“Commander, hold the line!”“Jason, you’re late for class”Each line came from a different life, looping over the others. His mind reeled. All of them survived the collapse. All of them are bleeding into one.He staggered to a window, his reflection flickered through twelve versions of himself, one healer, one soldier, one stranger. “Not again,” he whispered. “I ended this. I chose
Chapter 169 — Fractured Lives
He woke to the sound of a heartbeat. Not one, a thousand. Each thud came from a different direction, a different tempo. Every beat was his.Jason opened his eyes and saw five skies layered atop each other like torn veils. In one, dawn bled gold. In another, the sun had already burned out.Between them drifted silhouettes, his own, walking through worlds that didn’t belong together. He tried to move and split. The motion fractured him into a dozen selves, each stepping into its own timeline.He blinked and stood inside a sun-washed city. The smell of herbs, the hum of street vendors, children laughing under banners of peace. His hands were steady, gloved, clean.A nurse brushed past him. “Doctor Miller, the stabilization wards are holding!”He froze. Doctor Miller. On a cot near the window, Aria slept peacefully, human, whole. Her hair glowed in the soft light, no trace of mirrored silver.He felt warmth bloom in his chest, a life where she had never been broken, never divided. Where h
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