One hundred and eighty-six

~~ Gabriel ~~

Enough.

The word hammered in my skull until it was the only thing that mattered. Enough of the lies. Enough of the manipulations. Enough of this life carved out of cruelty and dressed up as destiny.

I stood in the middle of the lab the same place that once smelled like progress and genius when my grandfather called it “the future.” Now it just reeked of blood, chemicals, and deceit. Cages. Centrifuges. Rows of glass cabinets filled with vials that gleamed like bottled lies under the harsh lights.

This was where everything began.

And this was where it would end.

I moved slowly, steady, every step deliberate. I didn’t need to threaten him anymore. I didn’t need to scream or break anything. I’d already wrung every secret out of him every twisted truth. I’d listened as he tried to disguise horror as “vision,” murder as “purpose.” He’d called himself a creator, a savior even, while standing on the bones of the people he broke.

Now there was nothing left to say. Only consequen