Chapter 155
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Jack stood motionless, the light from the split pendant casting kaleidoscopic shadows across the shattered memory-plane. Spiral-Jack clutched his half, radiating hunger and conflict, while Jack’s own half pulsed with serene inevitability.

Between them, the Bound-Twin fully emerged.

It towered like a monument to loss—neither shadow nor flame, but memory undone. Its form constantly reassembled itself from the fabric of failed timelines: a broken flag from the last rebellion, a child’s laughter in a world that never grew old, the silence of a civilization that never began.

"You are not what I expected," Jack said, his voice soft.

"I am not what anyone remembers."

Sarah stepped forward, weapon still drawn. "What are you, then?"

"The forgotten consequence. The entropy of infinite choice. When the dreamer wakes, the cost is me."

Emily looked up from her knees, breath shaky. "Then... if we woke the Aetherbound—if we made contact—we also woke you. The universe remembers... and forgets. But bo
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