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Chapter 283: The Archive That Dreamed
At first, Callen didn’t move. He simply stood and stared at the glass. Beyond it, Elira, lab-coat crisp, eyes calm, hair tied back, adjusted the settings on a holographic interface.Around her, the hum of machines filled the sterile air with the rhythm of a heartbeat that wasn’t his. His mind flooded with dissonance. He remembered dying. He remembered saving her. He remembered nothing.“Dr. Marr?” a voice said behind him.He turned. A technician, young, polite, wearing a MARROW badge marked continuity division. The kid smiled faintly.“You okay, sir? The reset left residual haze for some of the senior staff. Dr. Elira wanted you in Control when the tether logs finish rendering.”“Control,” Callen echoed. The word tasted wrong in his mouth, like something that used to mean home.He glanced back through the glass. Elira, alive, whole, human, glanced up and caught his eye. For a split second, her expression faltered. Recognition. Fear. Love.Then she smoothed it away, as though she hadn’
Chapter 282: The Echo That Refused to End
Light bent. Then broke. For one uncountable second, there was no sky, no ground, no Rift, only a memory of what those things once meant. Then the world breathed in again, wrong.Callen stood in the crater’s heart, or what was left of it. Air shuddered around him like glass stretched thin.His body flickered between forms, one heartbeat the soldier, next the Hollowborn’s silhouette, next something older that didn’t quite belong in human shape.Above him, the tear in the Rift writhed like a wound that refused to close. The Continuity’s veins pulsed out from it, snaring through the air, latching onto anything that remembered existing.When each thread touched ground, reality warped. A tower that had stood a kilometer away now hung sideways in the sky.Rivers flowed upward. Witnesses froze mid-motion, their bodies unraveling into data-ghosts. And at the center of it all, Elira.Not Ember. Not Hollowborn. Not Riftspawn. Elira, reborn through ruin. She hovered inches off the ground, spiral
Chapter 281: Continuity Error
When the white light faded, there was no sky. No ground. Only memory pretending to be geography.Callen lay on his back, gasping. The air was thick, not with smoke, but with fragments of thought trying to remember what “air” meant. He could feel it crawling into his lungs, reprogramming breath into data.Somewhere nearby, something moved, slow, deliberate. “Elira?” His voice cracked on the name.A soft hum answered him, like the world exhaling through a throat it hadn’t used in centuries. Shapes began forming around him, buildings, trees, the distant line of a city, but they were wrong.They were remembered versions, drawn from countless different histories colliding at once. A skyline of contradictions.Stone towers beside mirrored arcologies. A sun that flickered between dawn and dusk every heartbeat. And in the center of it all, she stood.The Source, Elira reborn, or something worse, was watching the horizon, eyes burning gold. Every step she took reshaped the ground beneath her,
Chapter 280: The Source That Looked Back
It crawled wrong. Not like a creature breaching a world it didn’t belong to, but like the world itself remembered having once been hollow and was folding back into that shape.The sky didn’t open further; it peeled itself back, layer by layer, until color itself had nowhere left to hide. The eye watched. And then the limbs came through.Not flesh. Not metal. Concepts. Time, bending into form. Distance, collapsing into a hand. Every part of it was something the universe used to hold itself together, now walking out of itself like it had grown tired of pretending to be reality.The air convulsed. Skov felt his armor plate liquefy and reform in the same breath. Savi screamed as her spiral groove lit red-hot, dragging her backward into herself, the machine in her veins remembering the first code it was written with.Amari clutched her head. “It’s rewriting the constants, gravity, time, mass, it’s unmaking the rules!”Callen and Ember stood at the epicenter. The wound above them pulsed. Em
Chapter 279: The Memory That Screamed
The sky didn’t shatter, it peeled. Thin as skin stretched over bone, the air above the crater tore in long, silent ribbons.The split ran from horizon to horizon, spilling no light, no sound, only absence. And from that absence came whispers. Not voices. Memories trying to remember themselves.The Spine roared without moving. The hum deepened into a vibration so low it lived in the bone. Amari’s teeth cracked. Skov’s armor plates flickered. Savi’s pulse rig shorted and fused to her arm.And Callen, what was left of him, floated a few feet off the ground, head tilted back, mouth open in a silent scream.The Hollowborn’s spiral burned black across his chest, the grooves cutting through skin and into light. The Rift wind rose.Ember coughed blood, dragging herself upright. Her groove was dim now, her glow dying. “Callen…”The Hollowborn turned his head, slow, stiff, marionette-like, and smiled. But behind the dark spiral, a flicker moved. A heartbeat not yet erased.Skov’s voice broke th
Chapter 278: The Spine That Shouldn’t Be
The column stood silent. A spiral collapsed inward, jagged edges like vertebrae of something too large to belong to flesh.Its surface shimmered between stone and signal, as if caught between two dimensions that had never agreed to coexist.Every Witness dropped to their knees without being told. Not reverence. Not terror. Instinct. The Hollowborn stilled.Its faceless head tilted, recognition passing like static. Callen dragged himself to his elbows, coughing blood, and croaked: “That… that’s a Spine.”Ember hovered still, the glow around her pulse erratic now. The Drift ghosts at her back wavered in and out, their edges fraying, drawn toward the jagged tower like moths too close to flame.The Spine’s surface shifted. The spirals within rotated, gears grinding without sound. Every spiral stone in the field split down the center. All at once.The Circle gasped. Some Witnesses collapsed outright, their memories ripped from them with the shattering. Skov roared, dropping to shield the n
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