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The Forest’s Champion
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2025-09-25 11:03:01
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Fractured The Last-Resort Lie
RonanRonan didn’t move his feet, but his body shifted anyway—like every part of him decided, all at once, that stillness was no longer an option.Selene’s hand was in his. Mirra was close enough that he could feel her steadiness without needing to look. The seal pulsed under the ground like a restrained heartbeat. The nexus held, but the air didn’t.It had that wrongness again. Not perfume this time. Something sharper. Like metal after lightning.The entity wasn’t whispering comfort anymore. It had tried the soft lie. It had tried the door back to who they were. They’d refused it.So now it did what desperate things always did.It threatened.Ronan felt it come before it spoke—like pressure behind the eyes, like a thought that wasn’t his trying to push into the front of his mind.You want to keep each other, it murmured, and there was almost a laugh in it. Then watch what that costs.The vision slammed into him with a violence that made his breath catch.Not his shore.Not solitude.
Fractured The Quiet That Wants You
SeleneThe seal held.That was the first thing Selene checked—twice—because trust was one thing and survival was another. The ring of stones sat perfectly still in the center of the nexus, the markings they’d carved into earth and light and tide pulsing faintly like a steady pulse under skin.Not loud. Not dramatic.Just… there.Ronan stood a few paces away, shoulders squared, breathing controlled like he’d decided oxygen was a privilege he’d earn. Mirra remained kneeling, fingertips pressed into the soil as if she could feel the seal from the inside out. Selene knew that was exactly what she was doing.And yet, even with the entity contained, the air didn’t feel clean. It felt like someone had sprayed perfume in a room and then tried to hide the bottle.Selene rubbed at her temples, trying to ease the pressure behind her eyes. It wasn’t just exhaustion. It was the way the entity had gotten too close. The way it had spoken like it belonged in their minds.Ronan’s voice broke the silen
Fractured The Escape Clause
RonanThe laughter under the stones didn’t sound like victory.It sounded like confidence.Ronan kept his stance wide and steady, as if he was bracing against a real tide. His magic pressed downward in a controlled stream, pinning whatever the thing was in the snare Mirra had built. Selene’s silver netting held it from above—clean, tight, sharp as a blade without being reckless.The nexus trembled once, then again, like it was testing the limits of what it could hold.Ronan didn’t look away from the ring of stones, but he felt Selene’s breath hitch beside him. He felt Mirra’s jaw tighten. The feeder’s presence was concentrated now, not smeared across their thoughts like mist. It had edges. Hunger. A kind of intent that felt… practiced.“Don’t let it talk,” Selene murmured, voice strained.Ronan almost answered with too late—because it already was.A voice slid into the shared space between their minds, smooth and low, as if it had all the time in the world.You’ve done so well, it whi
Fractured The Harmony Test
SeleneThe whisper didn’t stop just because she’d said no.If anything, it got more patient, like it had decided to wear her down instead of breaking her outright.Think of what you could achieve alone.The words slid through her mind with a confidence that was almost insulting—like it knew her, like it owned the corners of her that were tired and hungry and terrified.Selene kept her fingers wrapped around Ronan’s hand. Not because she needed to be held up, but because the contact was real. Warm skin. Calluses. A steady pulse. Proof she wasn’t trapped inside her own head.The visions tried again anyway.A night sky with no limit. Her lunar power sharp and clean, nothing braided into it. She could feel the difference immediately—like pulling a familiar thread and finding it doesn’t snag on anything. Easy. Pure.And yes… intoxicating.She hated that part of herself for responding to it.Because the whisper wasn’t offering her something she didn’t want. It was offering her something she
Fractured The Crown of One
SeleneThe whisper did not rush her this time.It waited.That alone made Selene uneasy.It slid into her awareness like silk over skin, smooth and intimate, carrying images that were too precise to be accidental. Not chaotic fantasies. Curated ones.She stood alone beneath a sky that belonged to her.Not borrowed moonlight. Not reflected brilliance. The moon itself bent around her presence, silver fire spilling from her hands as if gravity had decided she was its new center. The stars dimmed—not extinguished, just… eclipsed. Their light became unnecessary.She felt no resistance. No negotiation. No sense of needing to account for anyone else’s rhythm or breath.Just will.This is who you could be, the whisper murmured. No calibration. No compromise. No waiting.Selene’s chest tightened painfully, because the vision didn’t feel cruel.It felt quiet.In that imagined solitude, she wasn’t afraid of hurting anyone. She didn’t have to pause before reaching for her power, didn’t have to ch
Fractured The Severing Offer
MirraMirra had always trusted silence more than speeches. Silence held the truth people couldn’t polish.But the silence in the nexus had changed. It wasn’t the calm quiet of a forest at rest. It felt held—contained—like something was pressing against the edges of their world, waiting for the smallest crack to slip through.Selene’s hand was still in hers. Ronan stood close enough that Mirra could feel the heat of him, not just on her skin but in the air. The triangle they’d formed wasn’t accidental. It was a decision, and Mirra could feel the feeder recoil every time they chose it.That didn’t mean it stopped trying.The whisper returned, patient as rot.You’re the stable one, it told her. You’re the only reason they’re not unraveling. They need you. That makes you responsible. That makes you in charge.It didn’t sound like a villain. It sounded like the voice that had sat in Mirra’s chest for years every time she’d watched the forest suffer and wondered if she’d done enough.For on
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