Chapter 36
Author: God Of War
last update2025-10-25 08:40:02

The once-impenetrable fortress of Prometheus lies in ruin. What was once a monolith of glass, steel, and ambition now smolders under a sky bruised purple by smoke and rain. Flames lick the jagged remains of the central spire, casting long, trembling shadows over the shattered emblem of Prometheus that had once crowned the skyline. For a brief moment, silence reigns—the kind of silence that follows cataclysm, heavy and unnatural.

But the quiet doesn’t last. Within hours, the world begins to rebuild the story.

Every news feed across every continent lights up with a single, stunning image: a lone figure in surgical whites walking through the inferno, calm and unburned. The footage—grainy yet mesmerizing—shows the figure’s face illuminated by firelight, his eyes pale and resolute. The caption below it reads: “The Miracle Doctor Survives.”

The clip spreads faster than the flames ever did. News anchors frame it as a symbol of resilience; influencers call it divine intervention. Governments
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