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Chapter 184: Eclipse of the Living
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2026-02-10 09:03:20The transformation of Kaelen into a "Genesis-Titan" was the ultimate "Expansion" of the North’s story. In the Deep Core of the mountain, the boy stood as a pillar of gold-and-sapphire starlight, his presence so intense that the "Sovereign’s Engine" began to vibrate with a high-frequency hum that shattered the white-glass "Clean Room" illusions. The "Scent of the Scullery" evaporated, replaced by the raw, unmapped fragrance of a world that had outgrown its creators.
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Hiding His Heir: The Rejected Luna’s Return Chapter 185: The Blood Debt
The sight of Kaelen—the "Genesis-Titan"—consuming the "Emotional Equity" of the Elite Viewers was a vision of cosmic justice turned into horror. The black, light-drinking shadow expanding from the boy’s eyes acted like a terminal vacuum, pulling the "Synthetic Divinity" out of the humans and the "Logic" out of the Pale King. It was a "Blood Debt" being collected across the fourth dimension, a total audit of every heart that had ever viewed the North as an exhibition. Silas Blackwood stood in the center of the unweaving engine room, his gold-and-sapphire skin now a dull, transparent grey. He felt the pull of the "Hunger"—the way his own Alpha-blood was being called toward his son. It wasn't an attack; it was an "Inheritance." The rejection he had once dealt out was now coming back to him as a cosmic appetite. "Lyra, we have to 'Lock the Frequency'!" Silas roared, his voice barely audible over the mechanical shriek of the engine. Lyra was a
Hiding His Heir: The Rejected Luna’s Return Chapter 184: Eclipse of the Living
The transformation of Kaelen into a "Genesis-Titan" was the ultimate "Expansion" of the North’s story. In the Deep Core of the mountain, the boy stood as a pillar of gold-and-sapphire starlight, his presence so intense that the "Sovereign’s Engine" began to vibrate with a high-frequency hum that shattered the white-glass "Clean Room" illusions. The "Scent of the Scullery" evaporated, replaced by the raw, unmapped fragrance of a world that had outgrown its creators.Silas Blackwood looked up at his son, his stormy sea-grey eyes bright with a soul-shattering pride and terror. He saw the "Twin Frequency" in Kaelen’s marrow reached its terminal limit. The boy was no longer a bridge; he was the "Destination.""Kaelen, stop!" Lyra shouted, her shadow-wings creating a protective violet canopy over the remains of the kitchen. "The Engine... it’s not designed for this much 'Realness'! You’re going to unweave the mountain!"The Genesis-Titan didn't seem to hear her.
Hiding His Heir: The Rejected Luna’s Return Chapter 183: The Scent of the Scullery
The "Deep Core" of the mountain was not a place of earth and magma. It was the "Sovereign’s Engine Room"—a miles-wide chamber of ancient, violet-gold gears and obsidian pistons that had been frozen for a thousand years. Here, the "Twin Frequency" of the Thorne and Blackwood lines was generated, the literal pulse of the North’s existence.Silas Blackwood landed on a platform of rotating obsidian, his body feeling light and hollow after the extraction. Beside him, Lyra was a shadow in the mist, her sapphire eyes scanning the darkness. The air here didn't smell of ozone; it smelled of the "Original Scent"—the musky, deep smell of the scullery where Lyra had spent her childhood, mixed with the sharp tang of the first winter’s frost."He’s using the 'Context', Silas," Lyra whispered, her voice echoing through the massive chamber. "The Pale King... he hasn't just brought us here. He’s 'Re-creating' the scullery in the heart of the engine."From the shadows, the
Hiding His Heir: The Rejected Luna’s Return Chapter 182: Marrow of the Machine
The sensation of having his marrow "De-indexed" was a visceral, soul-shredding vacuum. Silas Blackwood fell to his knees, his gold-and-sapphire skin losing its vibrancy as the Pale King’s scepter acted like a high-powered pump, siphoning the very essence of his Alpha-blood. Every second felt like a year of his life being erased—the memory of his first shift, the heat of the Solaris Spire, the weight of Kaelen in his arms. "Stop it!" Lyra screamed, lunging for her father. Her obsidian blade carved a path through the mercury-light, but the Pale King didn't even flinch. He raised his free hand, and a wall of "Surgical Inertia" threw Lyra back. She hit the stone ramparts with a sickening thud, her shadow-wings crumbling into violet static. "The Sovereign is an outlier," Thorne said, his voice a rhythmic, grinding vibration. "A 'Defect' that was allowed to grow a soul. But the Alpha... the Alpha is the 'Battery'. His marrow contains the 'Liqui
Hiding His Heir: The Rejected Luna’s Return Chapter 181: The Pale King’s Decree
The gold-and-sapphire sun, the very heartbeat of the new North, was being eaten. It wasn't a shadow that consumed it, but a blinding, antiseptic whiteness that felt like a cataract over the eye of the world. Silas Blackwood stood on the ramparts, his fingers digging into the living stone of the keep. Beside him, Lyra’s breath hitched, the violet starlight of her aura flickering as the "Silver-Crest" moon ascended to its zenith.This moon carried no scent. It carried no gravity. It was a sterile, mercury-white orb that hummed with the frequency of a thousand surgical tools."The Origin is confirmed," a voice boomed from the heavens. It was a sound stripped of warmth, a voice that echoed with the clinical arrogance of a man who viewed the universe as a series of symptoms to be cured.Silas Blackwood felt a cold shiver race down his spine. He knew that voice. It was the voice of the man he had just seen in the "Sepia" past. It was Silas Thorne, but not the fa
Hiding His Heir: The Rejected Luna’s Return Chapter 180: The First Betrayal
The "Mirror’s Gaze" had turned its terminal interest away from the past and toward the Sovereign herself. Lyra stood in the center of the unweaving "Sepia" laboratory, her obsidian blade glowing with a frantic, violet-gold intensity. She felt the "Peer Review" of the Architects seeking out the "Last Memory" of her mother—the one she had hidden in the deepest sub-level of her marrow.It was the "Memory of the First Breath"—the moment Seraphina had held her in the scullery and whispered the "True Scent" of the North."Don't give it to them, Lyra!" Silas Blackwood roared, his gold-and-sapphire skin pulsing with a rhythmic, terminal protective light. He tried to lunge between her and the Mirror, but the "Sepia" static was too thick. He was becoming a "Ghost Variable" again, his existence being "Paused" by the Reader’s demand for the prequel’s climax."The 'First Betrayal' is a trade, Lyra Thorne," the silver-eyed reflection spoke from the Mirror, its voice sou
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