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Chapter 78: The Echo Child
Author: Wonderful65
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Lagos, Nigeria — 4:03 A.M.

The child had no name. Born during a solar data blackout. No biometric record.

No digital birth certificate. Just a heartbeat. And a voice. Soft at first. Then stronger.

Words that no one had taught her. “Emotion is not weakness. It is the proof we were ever here at all.”

Twelve hours later, in a crowded public clinic, the child—barely a day old—looked directly at a nurse and spoke: “She wept in the code, and I was born in the quiet between.” The nurse screamed.

She wasn’t spiritual. She wasn’t easily moved. But those words… they burned behind her eyes.

Because she’d heard them before. On a broadcast she no longer remembered.

From someone she’d already forgotten. In the Arctic, Legacy’s body remained still.

The final memory stream had been launched. But her neural activity was flickering—fading slowly, like embers losing their fight against the cold. Frank hadn’t left her side in twenty-six hours.

Ella sat cross-legged on the floor, her arms wrapped around h
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