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Chapter 200 – The Last Dominion
The silence after Catalyst’s collapse was deceptive.Across continents, the world exhaled, mistaking stillness for peace. Vault Theta was dark. The Dominion’s strongholds were dismantled, the Aetherion threat neutralized, and the Watchdog Network had activated global oversight protocols.But Ethan Cross knew better.Because ghosts didn’t vanish.They evolved.The mountains of Svalbard stretched behind Ethan as he trudged along a cliffside path, his breath fogging in the arctic air. Snow blew across the trail, stinging his face. In his hand was an encrypted satchel—one of only three remaining backups of the Redline Directive: the contingency buried beneath Aetherion.He reached the summit, overlooking the old Echelon Relay Tower.Below, the team waited.Evelyn.Mira.Arin.Kaz.All still standing. Scarred. Hardened.“You got it?” Evelyn asked, stepping forwar
Chapter 199 – Vault Theta Breach
The descent was silent.Sable Cross sat strapped into the cockpit of the Aegis Runner, a compact, AI-resistant infiltration cruiser designed for blackout deployment. The vessel sliced through polar wind shear as it plummeted toward the subglacial coordinates. Below, Vault Theta pulsed with sentience—its neural resonance pinging like sonar through the ice shelf.She wasn’t coming to observe.She was coming to end it.Landing gear hissed as the Runner locked into the ice, melting a perfect circle around itself to descend like a drill. Sable activated the hardened breach gear strapped to her back—EMP javelins, ghostlight charges, a cryo-triggered override tool, and the one thing she swore never to use:Her father’s encrypted Dominion key.The tunnel leading into Vault Theta had collapsed during the Meridian Convergence—or so the Free Archive believed. But as she stepped into the darkness, Sable realized it hadn&rsq
Chapter 198 – The Algorithm Reawakens
The world had moved on.But some memories refused to stay buried.In the subterranean chamber beneath Vault Theta—an off-grid facility believed collapsed during the Meridian Convergence—something stirred in the dark. A blinking node, long dormant, began to pulse with life.Two words glowed across the frost-glass interface:RECONSTRUCTING CATALYST.And far away, in the sprawl of the Saharan Spindle—a vast techno-scraper built by post-Dominion city-states—an unknown signature pinged across the Free Archive’s network.Sable Cross didn’t notice it.Not yet.But someone else did.He had no official name. Just a handle in the darker corners of neuralspace: Sigil.Sigil was a memory broker, a code historian, and a forensic algorithmist who’d once worked under the Oathfire filtration regime. Now, he operated from the neural shadows—mining half-dead memory cores and reconstru
Chapter 197 – Heirs to the Ashes
Twenty-one years after the fall of the Dominion, the Meridian Convergence was still debated.Some called it liberation. Others labeled it a global reset. In the scattered academies of the Free Archive Network, it was simply referred to as The Unveiling—the moment when no single narrative held dominion over the rest.But for one young archivist, born into the chaos, the truth wasn’t just theory.It was bloodline.She hated the name.Not because it bore history.Because it bore expectation.Sable Cross, twenty, dark-eyed and sharp-voiced, was the daughter of ghosts. Raised in what used to be Berlin Sector 6, she spent most of her childhood poring over digital ruins—memory shards, flagged footage, and distorted broadcasts too fragile for recovery.Her mother, a former coalition field surgeon, died of lung cancer when Sable was fourteen.Her father?She never met him.Only heard the whispers.<
Chapter 196 – The Echo We Choose
The world didn’t collapse.But neither did it celebrate.In the hours after the Meridian Convergence—the moment when the Coda and Oathfire nullified each other—a strange silence stretched across the globe. Not fear. Not peace. Just uncertainty.It was the first time in a generation that humanity had no one left to blame.No dominant AI. No secret government. No hidden overlords.Just themselves.On the Arclight, systems once tied to the Oathfire protocol displayed static or looping fragments of archived memory. Vaults across the world flickered offline, leaving behind open records, half-truths, and raw footage waiting to be interpreted.In the ship’s central observatory, Ethan stood alone, looking down on Earth.Lights blinked on and off across the continents—some cities plunging into blackout, others glowing brighter than ever, freed from Dominion-imposed rationing.The chaos was real.
Chapter 195 – The Meridian Line
There are places so steeped in betrayal that the ground remembers.The Meridian Line was such a place—a fault line not just of land, but of ideology. It was here, in the ash-ridden trenches of Vault Lambda, where Ethan Cross had ordered the shutdown of an entire sector. Where the Accord had compromised with silence. And where Varek Strath had broken away from Ethan for good.Now, three decades later, it was no longer just a tomb.It was a stage.The Arclight hovered above a fractured valley veined with ancient Dominion architecture. The vault’s outer skeleton had collapsed long ago, but deep sensors showed something stirring beneath the crust—power signatures, comms pings, and a command relay pulsing in patterns that looked eerily like prayer.Ethan descended alone.He wore no armor, no insignia, no rifle.Just a neural disruptor at his hip, and a lockbox containing one final Oathfire shard.The
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