chapter 32. Ashes of the Past
Author: Olivia Hart
last update2026-06-22 07:46:47

The wreckage of Morton Tower groaned, a symphony of twisting steel and collapsing concrete. The air was a suffocating soup of pulverized drywall and acrid smoke, thick enough to coat the throat with the metallic taste of catastrophe. Ethan Avery climbed through the fractured ribcage of what had once been the administrative hub, his boots crunching over the shards of corporate dominance.

His shoulder screamed in protest—a souvenir from his scramble out of the sump-line—but the adrenaline masked
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