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THE WEB TANGLES

Author: Adeyiga Adejoke
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-11-06 22:38:31

"What?" I asked. Fear rising again.

He showed me without saying anything.

BREAKING:

DETECTIVE ANNOUNCES NEW EVIDENCE -

TEXTS IN MARCUS TRENT'S PHONE ABOUT "ELIMINATING" ARIA SINCLAIR AND HER AUNT.

POLICE NEEDS TO QUESTION MS. SINCLAIR IMMEDIATELY.

ANYONE WITH INFORMATION, CONTACT AUTHORITIES.

I stared at the screen, at my name next to the word "eliminating."

At "person of interest" which was really code for "suspect."

At my life falling apart in real time on a laptop screen.

"Someone's framing you!" Damian said quietly, his eyes fixed on the laptop screen where my name glowed like an accusation under the headline.

I stared at the words until they blurred together, my mind spinning through every possibility, every angle, every person who could benefit from making me look guilty. "Evan," I whispered, "it has to be Evan."

"Maybe someone wants you both to go down together." Damian closed the laptop and leaned back against the couch, his expression thoughtful and calculating.

"Either
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  • ECHOES OF THE PAST    THE RIGHT DECISION

    "I've decided," he said, his expression carrying calm certainty that suggested he'd finally resolved his internal conflict. "Tell me," I said, bracing for whatever came next. Damian entered, closing the door behind him for privacy. "I've been enhanced for eight years. It's defined my adult identity, shaped every major decision, given me purpose when I had nothing else. Walking away from that feels like abandoning fundamental part of who I am." My heart sank, hearing what sounded like preamble to choosing continued enhancement. "But," Damian continued, "I've realized that identity built on supernatural consciousness is just one possible version of who I could be. Not the only version, not necessarily the best version—just the one I've been living because circumstances led me there eight years ago." Hope flickered cautiously. "What are you saying?" "I'm saying I want different future," Damian replied. "I want to build life defined by choices I make deliberately rather than

  • ECHOES OF THE PAST    DAMIAN'S DECISION

    Damian disappeared for two days. Not physically—he remained in the Guardian facility, visible and present. But emotionally, mentally, he withdrew into processing space I couldn't access. He'd asked me not to influence his decision, and I was honoring that request even though the waiting was agonizing. I found him on the third morning in the facility's training room, moving through combat forms with mechanical precision. Not the fluid grace of enhanced consciousness applied to martial discipline, but the rigid focus of someone using physical activity to avoid thinking about impossible choices. "You're telegraphing your right hook," I observed from the doorway, offering tactical criticism as excuse for interrupting his isolation. He completed the sequence before acknowledging my presence. "I know. Can't seem to correct it today. My focus is elsewhere." "Want to talk about it?" I asked carefully. "Not particularly," he replied, starting another sequence. "But I suppose avoi

  • ECHOES OF THE PAST    WITHOUT FULL MANIFESTATION

    "I've made my decision. I choose release. I choose humanity. I choose peace over power, normalcy over enhancement, ordinary existence over supernatural obligation." The words hung in the air, irreversible and absolute. For a moment, nothing happened. Then reality rippled, cosmic presence manifesting just enough for response without full manifestation. "ARIA SINCLAIR," The Balance's voice resonated through consciousness rather than sound. "YOUR CHOICE IS ACKNOWLEDGED AND ACCEPTED. YOU HAVE EARNED PEACE THROUGH SACRIFICE, DEMONSTRATED PURPOSE OVER POWER, CHOSEN AUTONOMY OVER OBLIGATION. WE HONOR THAT CHOICE." I felt something fundamental shift within me—not painful like the Severance had been, but profound nonetheless. The last lingering connections to resurrection, the residual enhancement still barely functioning, the subtle supernatural awareness I'd been clinging to—all of it dissolved gently into ordinary human consciousness. "RELEASE IS GRANTED," The Balance continu

  • ECHOES OF THE PAST    ARIA'S CHOICE

    Three days of thinking. Three days of weighing power against peace, obligation against autonomy, extraordinary purpose against ordinary happiness. Three days of Damian supporting me without trying to influence my decision, even though my choice would fundamentally affect our future together. I found him in the Guardian facility's observation deck, watching the city lights spread below like constellations made terrestrial. His enhanced perception probably registered every detail of the urban landscape—traffic patterns, pedestrian movement, the subtle energy signatures of other resurrected hunters moving through the crowds. All things I could no longer sense. All capabilities I might reclaim if I chose restoration. "I've decided," I said quietly, approaching to stand beside him. Damian turned, his expression carefully neutral despite what I knew must be intense curiosity and concern. "Tell me." "I choose humanity," I said, the words feeling simultaneously liberating and t

  • ECHOES OF THE PAST    I NEED TIME

    "WE CAN RESTORE YOUR RESURRECTION," The Balance explained. "NOT THROUGH THE BINDING THE COUNCIL PROPOSED—THAT WAS THEIR SOLUTION, LIMITED BY MATERIAL REALM UNDERSTANDING. WE CAN RECONNECT WHAT THE SEVERANCE SEVERED, GRANT YOU SUPERNATURAL CONSCIOUSNESS AGAIN, RETURN ABILITIES YOU SACRIFICED."Hope surged through me so intensely it hurt. Everything I'd lost, everything I'd been mourning for over a week—The Balance could restore it. Give me back the enhanced perception, the mental influence, the supernatural awareness I'd grown to rely on."What's the cost?" Damian asked immediately, his tactical thinking recognizing that cosmic gifts never came without complications."NO COST IN CONVENTIONAL SENSE," The Balance replied. "BUT CONSEQUENCES NONETHELESS. RESTORED RESURRECTION WOULD BIND ARIA TO SERVICE MORE DEEPLY THAN BEFORE. HER CONSCIOUSNESS WOULD BE PERMANENTLY INTEGRATED INTO OUR NETWORK, CALLED UPON FOR THREATS REQUIRING HER UNIQUE CAPABILITIES. SHE WOULD BECOME WHAT YOU MIGHT CALL C

  • ECHOES OF THE PAST    FINAL JUDGMENT

    A knock on the door interrupted before I could respond. Veena entered, her expression carrying professional composure that suggested official business rather than personal visit."I'm sorry to interrupt," she said, "but The Balance has summoned both of you. Immediately, if Aria is medically cleared for travel.""Summoned us?" Damian asked sharply. "Why? We submitted comprehensive mission reports. What more do they need?""They didn't specify," Veena replied. "Just that your presence is required at The Balance's primary council chamber. Both of you, together, as soon as possible."I exchanged glances with Damian, our fading resonance still strong enough to communicate shared concern. The Balance didn't issue summons lightly, and requesting both of us suggested something significant."Can it wait?" Damian asked. "Aria's still recovering—""I'm fine," I interrupted, surprised by my own certainty. "I want to go. I need to know what they want, and sitting in this recovery room isn't helpin

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