His Mask, My Sin
Aiden Hale tends to deceased souls in a funeral home, amidst quietness, darkness, and lingering spirits’ whispers. To everyone else, he is merely quiet and aloof, but to some, he holds a lethal secret: he sees spirits. The restless spirits beckon to him, calling for peace, confession, and sometimes vengeance.
But recently, there has been something else haunting him. A living person.
A masked stalker has been trailing Aiden. This stalker has been leaving Aiden roses and messages, which are sweet and frightening all at once – always with the presence right behind. And suddenly the stalker’s victims begin to appear in the body bags Aiden prepares every day, further muddying the distinction between the living and the dead.
And then there's the stepbrother, Ezra Grayson. Charming. Brilliant. And ridiculously overprotective. He's always on hand when Aiden needs him—perhaps a little bit too much. His eyes linger on his face for a fraction of a second too long. The softness of his voice is just a fraction too soft. The smile that stays on his lips for a fraction of a second longer. The more Aiden fights to get out from under the stranger's mask,
Until the truth bursts open like a coffin lid.
The stalker and his half-brother are the same individual, a male who will kill anyone who dares to threaten Aiden, resulting in a trail of angry spirits and a love plagued by obsession. Aiden finds himself poised between saving Ezra’s soul or being overwhelmed by the darkness that holds not only him but the stalker.
Because it is inasmuch as love, being born from sin, that it dies not in silence
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Chapter: Chapter 58: Pressure SystemCHAPTER 58 — PRESSURE SYSTEMPOV: EzraIt doesn’t explode.It compresses.That’s how the next crisis builds, not in spectacle, not in disaster footage, but in quiet rooms with polished tables and closed doors.Aidan becomes a topic before he becomes a target.Panels debate “The Mediator Question.”Think tanks publish position papers.Is decentralized cosmic negotiation sustainable?Should there be a regulatory framework for non-human advisory systems?The language is clinical.The intent is not.Extinction probability hovers at 15.2%.Stable.For now.But political volatility metrics are climbing.And politics, unlike tectonic plates, move fast.Three days after the Coalition visit, the invitation arrives.Not a summons.An invitation.International Crisis Coalition Summit.Closed session.Neutral territory.“Observer status only,” the message reads.Matteo snorts when he reads it.“There is no such thing as observer status in geopolitics.”Aidan stares at the screen for a long time.
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Chapter: Chapter 57: Fault LinesCHAPTER 57 — FAULT LINESPOV: EzraThe quiet doesn’t last.It never does.For two weeks, the world breathes in messy equilibrium. No obvious probability clustering. No statistical miracles. Storms hit where they’re projected to hit. Conflicts rise and fall with human negotiation. Markets wobble like they always have.Extinction probability hovers.11.2%.11.4%.11.1%.Normal fluctuation.Human fluctuation.And then the fault line appears.Not in the sky.In the earth.The first tremor hits at 3:17 a.m.Not here.Not near us.Pacific Rim.Magnitude 8.6.Deep strike.Wrong place.Wrong angle.The kind of tectonic shift that isn’t just destructiveIt’s destabilizing.Tsunami warnings cascade across coastlines. Communications falter. Aftershocks ripple outward like the planet itself is shuddering.I wake to Matteo already standing at the foot of the couch.“It’s not random,” he says.Aidan is on his feet before I fully process the words.“Projection?” he asks.Matteo’s tablet glows in the
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Chapter: Chapter 56: The Cost Of MiraclesCHAPTER 56 — THE COST OF MIRACLESPOV: EzraThe world starts getting better.That’s how it begins.Not with thunder.Not with revelation.With improvement.Subtle.Statistical.Unnerving.Food shortages in two unstable regions resolve after unexpected supply chain breakthroughs. A brewing hurricane shifts five degrees offshore before landfall. A volatile political summit ends in compromise instead of collapse.No one can prove causation.But everyone feels it.Hope becomes quieter.Less desperate.More… patient.And that is far more dangerous.Because patience implies trust.Aidan doesn’t celebrate the numbers.He tracks them.Matteo has built a private dashboard—conflict metrics, climate anomalies, economic volatility curves.Aidan stares at the screen like it’s a heartbeat monitor.“Extinction probability?” he asks.“Projected global cascade risk down to 9.4% from last year’s baseline,” Matteo replies.“That’s a twelve-point correction.”“Yes.”Aidan nods once.“He’s not lying.”“No
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Chapter: Chapter 55: Probability DriftCHAPTER 55 — PROBABILITY DRIFTPOV: EzraThe world doesn’t calm down after the negotiation.It recalibrates.Which is worse.For three days, nothing supernatural happens.No pressure in the air.No humming in the bones.No sky fractures.And that silence becomes its own kind of tension.News cycles slowly shift from “Divine Event” to “Global Phenomenon Under Investigation.” Scientists publish speculative papers about atmospheric lensing. Governments deny knowledge. Religious leaders double down.But something subtle has changed.People are watching Aidan differently.Not as miracle.Not as threat.As variableHe walks across campus and conversations dip not out of fear, but assessment.What are you going to do next?That’s the question in their eyes.He doesn’t do anything.That unsettles them more.The fourth day is when the anomalies start.Small.Localized.Impossible to classify.A bridge in Prague repairs a fractured support beam overnight molecularly seamless.A drought-strick
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Chapter: Chapter 54: Terms Of GifsCHAPTER 54 — TERMS OF GODS POV: Ezra He doesn’t call it a summoning. He calls it a conversation. That difference matters to him. It doesn’t comfort me. Three nights after the sky opened, Aidan stands in the center of the courtyard ruins. The perimeter barriers are gone. Authorities sealed it, investigated it, and then quietly retreated when they realized tape doesn’t mean anything to fractured stone. The cracks in the ground are still there. Spidering outward from where he hung suspended in gold light. The world has mostly returned to routine. Classes resumed. News cycles shifted to political blame. But the footage never stopped circulating. The symbol never stopped growing. Aidan refused salvation. Or saved humanity from it. Depends who you ask. Tonight, there are no cameras. No crowds. Just us. And the broken stone. “You don’t have to do this,” I tell him for the fifth time. He gives me the same answer for the fifth time. “Yes, I do.” Matteo stands a few meters
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Chapter: Chapter 53: After The SkyCHAPTER 53 — AFTER THE SKYPOV: EzraThe world does not go back to normal.It pretends.That’s worse.By nightfall, every screen in the city is replaying it.The seam in the sky.The golden structure.The moment Aidan lifted off the ground.They slow it down.Enhance it.Argue about lens flares and atmospheric anomalies.Half the internet calls it a hoax.The other half calls it proof of God.Neither side understands what they actually saw.The courtyard is sealed off by evening.Black vans.Unmarked officials.Police tape that doesn’t mean anything when the sky itself opened above it.Matteo and I get Aidan home before the perimeter locks down fully.He’s conscious.Barely.Not injured in a way hospitals can measure.But drained.Not like after a spike.Deeper.Like something tried to rewrite him and failed.He lies on the couch now.Eyes closed.Breathing slow.The apartment feels smaller than usual.Not physically.Emotionally.The world outside is vibrating with panic.And we are
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