2025-11-16 21:30:46The city was quiet in the early hours, but the silence was deceptive. Every puddle, every cracked pavement stone, every distant flicker of neon was alive with threads,
some faint, some screaming with potential. Tom Burro stood on the rooftop of an abandoned warehouse with Snowly at his side and the silver-haired woman,
his Soul Anchor , close behind, trembling but steady. Her eyes reflected the glow of his pulsing blue threads. “Okay,”
Tom muttered, fists clenched. “Tier II. Soul Anchor secured. Now what?”
Snowly’s tail flicked. “Now, you evolve. The System will demand synchronization , your eye, your Threads, and your Anchor must move as one. Only then can you begin countering Gabby’s corruption in real time.”
The woman shivered. “Synchronize with you?”
Tom nodded. “Yes. But it’s not just about me. We’re linking , our energy, our focus. You have to trust it completely, or it fails.”
“I I trust you,” she whispered.
“Soul Anchor Confirmation: Link Accepted. Tier II Evolution Initiating.”
Tom’s eye flared violently. Threads erupted from his body, wrapping around him, the woman, and Snowly. They hummed, resonating in perfect harmony.
Time seemed to slow, the city’s sounds fading into a low, vibrating hum. Snowly growls softly. “Feel it every thread, every probability, every outcome. Control it or it will control you.”
Tom’s vision expanded. He saw the streets below as a web of interlacing threads, red, blue, silver, black. Every human, every object, every potential event was connected.
He could see paths of survival, danger, and opportunity branching infinitely. “Whoa” he breathed. “I I can see everything.”
“Yes,” Snowly said, voice calm but tense.
“And Gabby knows it. He’s watching. Every move you make, every thread you claim, he will counter if you falter.”
A chill ran down Tom’s spine. He focused on the horizon, searching for the faint crimson threads signaling Gabby’s presence. There. Pulsing, slow deliberate. “Gabby’s near,”
Tom said, eye narrowing. “He’s testing me again.”
Snowly’s ears twitched. “Not testing. Hunting. Tier II Threads make you visible to him. And he’s already evolving faster than expected. You need to anticipate his moves.”
The woman’s hand tightened around his arm. “I I feel it too. Like energy is flowing through me.”
“That’s the link,” Tom said.
“Stay steady. Focus on me.”
He reached out with his eye, extending his perception into the city. Threads shifted, weaving around him and his Anchor, forming protective barriers and predictive paths.
He could see Gabby’s phantoms forming ahead, ready to strike. “Threat detected: Counter System Phantom Wave. Probability of survival 60%. Tier II Optimization required.”
Tom’s heart raced. “Then we optimize.”
Threads of blue light erupted from his body, slicing through the phantoms before they could reach the woman. Each strike was precise, guided by Tier II evolution ,
a mixture of instinct, prediction, and synchronized energy with his Soul Anchor. “Spirit Thread Efficiency: 92%. Probability Manipulation Active.”
Gabby’s voice echoed, faint but clear, carried on the wind. “Impressive but evolution is nothing without experience. One mistake and it’s over.”
Tom’s eye flared brighter. “Then I won’t make one.”
“Tier II Evolution Complete: 100%. Ability Unlocked: Probability Manipulation Predictive Strike.”
Suddenly, a phantom lunged from the shadows. Tom extended his hand, and the System calculated every potential trajectory, every vector.
Blue threads shot out, wrapping the phantom in a glowing net. It screamed and dissipated.“See?”
Tom whispered to his Anchor. “We’re ready.”
Snowly barked once. “Not fully. Gabby will escalate. This is just the beginning. But now you can fight on your terms.”
A faint ripple passed through the System. Crimson threads appeared on the horizon, Gabby, more visible than ever.
He was gathering phantoms, preparing a full-scale attack. Tom exhaled, fists glowing with blue light. “Then we take the fight to him.”
The woman’s hand pressed against his chest. “I I can feel your threads and mine, too. Together.”
“Soul Anchor Synchronization: Complete. Tier II Combat Readiness: Achieved.”
Snowly’s gaze hardened. “Good. Because once Gabby moves, you won’t have another chance to prepare. And this time, he won’t hold back.”
Lightning flashed over the skyline, illuminating two figures standing apart in the city , one consumed by corruption, the other awakening to destiny.
Tom’s eye glowed brighter than ever. “Then let him come. I’m ready.”
“Warning: Gabby Corruption Surge Detected Incoming Engagement Probability: 100%.”
The city trembled. Threads pulsed violently. The system hummed, alive with infinite possibilities. And somewhere in the shadows,
Gabby’s crimson eyes burned with anticipation. “The real game begins now.”
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