2025-08-09 08:53:00The Memory Tree’s glow softened in the pre-dawn air as Ethan Cross made his way through the quiet streets of Haven. Lanterns swayed on biolight filaments. Archive kiosks stood dark, awaiting the day’s first entries. Only the distant hum of the living city disturbed the calm.
He paused at the DomPal Hall’s entrance, where Tasha already waited, tablet in hand.
“They’ve arrived,” she said, voice low. “A delegation from the Silver Spires. Plus a contingent calling themselves the Silent Covenant.”
Ethan’s brow tightened. “The Covenant? I thought they disbanded.”
Tasha nodded. “After the final purge, they went underground. But their manifesto survived—coded in neural graffiti across old Consortium nodes.”
Ethan stepped inside. The Council Chamber—once the war room—had been repurposed: walls of living wood, tables of memory-crystal glass. Councilo
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Chapter 304: The Memory of Fire
The shadows had grown longer by the time Ethan emerged from the shattered threshold of the inner sanctum, his pulse thundering with what he had just seen. Liora followed closely, silent, her expression unreadable. They didn’t speak for several minutes. Neither needed to. The truth—raw, nuclear, irreversible—was still detonating in their minds.The Citadel had never fallen.It had been hidden.Not destroyed. Not erased. Hidden beneath layers of illusory architecture and psychic veils—buried beneath centuries of falsified history. The Dominion’s last line of defense, the core of its vanished command, had remained active all along.And it had watched.“Where is Zara?” Ethan asked as they passed beneath the arching bronze ribs of the Hall of Relics. “She should’ve been here by now.”“She went to reconnect the comm grid,” Liora replied. “We split up at the
Chapter 303 – The Awakening Beyond
The watchstation shuddered as solar winds battered its shields. Station Helion, once a research outpost on the fringes of the known world, had been hastily retrofitted into a command center. Screens lined the walls, all showing the same image: a silhouette against nebular stars, rising slowly into view—something vast, alien, and anything but dormant.Ethan Cross stood at the panoramic viewport, arms crossed, jaw tense. Behind him, Asha paced, boots clicking against the metal deck. Oracle’s avatar—a calm, crystalline shape—hovered beside a cascading data feed.“There,” Oracle said. “The scaners detect a foreign mass. It’s approximately two hundred kilometers long. Signatures unknown. Gravitic resonance off the charts. Not Dominion.”Asha stopped pacing. “We thought we erased the last god. But this… this is something else entirely.”Ethan didn’t answer. He stared at
Chapter 302 – Echoes Across the Sky
The dropship tore through the thinning atmosphere like a blade through silk, the firetrail behind it mirrored by the crimson glow seeping into the clouds below. Oracle had pushed the engines to near-failure just to keep distance from the thing clawing its way out of the mountain—something ancient, furious, and suddenly awake.Ethan braced himself against the bulkhead, eyes locked on the external feed. The creature’s form shimmered, oscillating between solid and ethereal. Its wings, each spanning wider than two aircraft carriers, beat against the upper air like thunderclaps, distorting the jet stream.“How fast is it moving?” he barked.“Mach 1.2 and climbing,” Oracle answered. “But it’s not chasing us anymore.”Asha leaned over the console, her voice low. “It’s ascending.”They watched as the beast angled toward the stratosphere—toward space.“N
Chapter 301 – The Dominion’s Final Breath
The blast crater pulsed with faint blue light, the remnants of the Dominion Core’s implosion etched into the scorched earth. Smoke curled from fractured stone, whispering like the ghosts of every secret the Consortium had tried to bury. Ethan stood at the edge, blood drying in a jagged line down his cheek, his breathing ragged but even. Around him, the last survivors of his team staggered toward one another, drawn by shared purpose and the unbearable silence.“Asha?” Ethan’s voice cracked.“I’m here.” Her silhouette emerged from the haze, clutching a charred dataslate. “I’ve got the data. All of it. The names, the funding trails, the black-site locations—they didn’t wipe it in time.”Ethan nodded grimly. “Good. We bury them with truth.”Behind them, the earth groaned. A massive shard of collapsed alloy wall shifted, and a gloved hand reached through. Talon. E
Chapter 300: The Last Silence
The ancient spire at the heart of the Ashen Vale cracked down its center, bleeding light—impossible, searing light—across the scarred landscape. Ethan Cross stood motionless at the cliff’s edge, his eyes locked on the collapsing tower. His breathing was shallow. Behind him, the survivors from Unit Echo staggered forward in silence, bearing wounds too deep for medics or time.Zhenya limped toward Ethan, her voice hoarse. “That was the Citadel Core. It’s… It’s gone.”He didn’t reply. In the sudden stillness, the only sound was the distant keening of the wind over ash. The Consortium’s last bastion—the source of the Parallax Key, the heart of their operations—was no more. What remained was fallout. Radiant fallout. Temporal damage. Unwritten futures.“Cross, we need orders,” Lira called out behind them, wiping blood from her cheek. “There’s still Consortium cleanup pock
Chapter 299: The Sovereign’s Endgame
The tremors beneath the Dominion’s capital were no longer subtle. What began as a distant rumble had now become a full-blown convulsion, shaking the very foundations of the Black Spire. Panic spread like fire through the lower tiers of the city as crimson light bled from the cracks in the earth, staining the air with the smell of scorched ozone and something darker—older.High above, at the pinnacle of the Spire, Ethan Cross stood on the shattered obsidian dais with blood running down his temple. His left arm hung limp, dislocated from the last strike, but his eyes were locked on the thing before him—the Sovereign.No longer shrouded in humanoid form, the Sovereign had fully manifested into its ancient state: a serpentine wraith cloaked in glimmering armor made of collapsed time. Its voice echoed in frequencies that bent space.“You were never meant to reach this far, Ethan. You, who were a product of war and grief. You were built to serv
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