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CHAPTER 26 They dropped from the tear in the sky like judgment given form. Three of them. Clad in pristine white armor laced with gold threads, their bodies moved without gravity—hovering just above the rebel camp like gods in a silent tribunal. Their eyes glowed with the sterile light of the System Core, blank and merciless. Each carried a different weapon: – One held a threadblade, humming with calibrated deletion code. – Another bore a staff etched with the Prime Laws. – The last had nothing in their hands—because their voice alone could collapse a soul. A voice rang out over the encampment, calm and cruel. “System Anomaly KINY. Class-Zero Protocol breach detected. Step forward and submit for containment.” Everyone froze. Even the wind. Kiny didn’t move. His heart was thundering, but his mind was cold
Do not Awaken
CHAPTER 25 The dawn came red and wrong. The sky over the rebel camp was still soaked in trailing fragments of glyphs—like the code hadn’t finished fading. The air tasted metallic. Kiny sat at the edge of the encampment, eyes fixed on the horizon, jaw clenched tight. Reyna was stable. For now. But something had changed in her. And in him. He could feel it under his skin—an itching in the bones, like his body was holding a secret it didn’t want to tell. And that phrase. “System: Evolve.” He hadn’t triggered anything. Not willingly. So what did it mean? The flame from last night—the black-blue fire—hadn’t come from any normal upgrade. It burned through his veins now, faint but steady, like a second heartbeat. “Looks like sleep’s still for cowards,” a voice said behind him. Kiny didn’t look ba
Codex Rewritten
CHAPTER 24 The sky was bleeding code. Lines of ancient script scrolled across the stars like a silent invasion, their glow pulsing in eerie cadence. It wasn’t just a visual anomaly—it pressed against Kiny’s skin, like invisible fingers rearranging the laws of reality itself. He didn’t breathe. Couldn’t. Every line of code above them shimmered with impossible weight—symbols from the forgotten Codex, the kind that only the Scribe or the Primarchs could summon. And Reyna was still unconscious. “REWRITE IN PROGRESS,” a mechanical voice whispered—no louder than wind, but it came from everywhere. From the sky. From inside his head. From Reyna’s lips. She gasped suddenly, convulsing on the healer’s mat. Kiny lunged forward, grabbing her shoulders. Her eyes snapped open, but they we
The Cost of Codex Corruption
Chapter 23 The camp wasn’t quiet anymore. Not after the Shadow attack. Not after Reyna screamed in the middle of the night, her skin glowing with black lines that twisted across her body like living ink. Now, the rebel base buzzed with tension, unease threading through every conversation. Whispers followed Kiny wherever he walked. Eyes watched him not with admiration, but fear—wondering what kind of power he truly carried. He ignored them. He had no time to care. Reyna hadn’t woken up in hours. Inside the medic tent, the air was thick with herbs and stale breath. Kiny sat by her bedside, eyes bloodshot, hands trembling slightly as he reached out and wiped the sweat from her brow. Her skin was hot—burning—but not with fever. With something else. With System corruption. “Come on,” he whispered. “You promis
The Lines That Should not Exist
CHAPTER 22 The morning came late. Or maybe it just felt that way. After what I saw last night—after what I became—time lost all shape. I stared at my own hands, unsure if the fire had left them, or if it had simply gone quiet. Ashreign sat beside me, its new blade humming faintly. Not in sound—but in presence. It didn’t glow anymore. It pulsed. It breathed. I hadn’t told anyone. The First King. The broken reality. The moon-eye that opened and watched me. Because how the hell do you explain that? The rebel camp had begun stirring, smoke curling upward from cookfires, boots crunching frost, men cursing over burnt rations and frozen socks. Life here had the illusion of normal—until you looked into their eyes. Every single one of them was waiting for something. Waiting for a battle. Waiting for orders.<
The Unwritten Flame
Chapter 21 The First King didn’t blink. Didn’t breathe. Didn’t move—yet the pressure around me thickened with every heartbeat. I stood at the cliff’s edge, sweat stinging my eyes, the cold wind slicing through my tattered cloak. Behind me, the rebel camp slept beneath scattered stars. A dozen fires flickered in the distance like dying hopes. They had no idea what I was facing. The man before me wasn’t alive. He was a memory the world never buried deep enough. “You’re not real,” I whispered. The First King stepped forward—no sound, no motion in the air, like he warped the rules around him just by existing. His cloak billowed in a wind that didn’t reach me. His eyes were endless black pits, ancient and unblinking. “That’s the thing about kings,” he said. “We don’t need to be real. We just need to be remembered.” A pulse of heat ro
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