Chapter 159
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Crimson burned at its edges like ancient parchment curling in fire. The figure stepped forward from the gate of flame, not bound by logic, time, or form. Jack’s senses twisted. Not because of fear, but recognition—something buried in the marrow of reality itself trembled.

The Interface pulsed with static. “Consciousness structure disrupted. Threat archetype: unknown. Self-propagating. Immune to sequence logic.”

Jack stepped forward. The Dragon Dagger pulsed at his side.

Emily glanced at him. “That thing... it doesn’t register on any neural mapping.”

Sarah steadied her blade. “It doesn’t have a signature. No essence. No data thread. It doesn’t exist, but it’s here.”

The figure stopped. A body took form, vaguely humanoid, shrouded in shimmering black lattice that pulsed with anti-light. Its voice was neither deep nor loud, but it shattered equilibrium.

“Your creation is flawed,” it said. “Consciousness unbound creates waste. I am the reclamation.”

Jack touched the hilt of the dagger at
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