ANMELDENCHAPTER 126Camryn's POVThree days passed in a rhythm of study and surveillance.I spent my mornings examining Eugene's device, mapping the modifications Julian had described, and working backward through the mathematical principles that governed anomaly-host integration. My afternoons were spent in the research wing, where Julian encouraged me to observe the integration process and speak with the researchers.They were true believers, every one of them. Dr. Chen, the young woman whose credentials I'd borrowed, spoke passionately about giving people choices in how they evolved. Dr. Karim, an older man who'd lost his family to anomalies, saw integration as humanity's only path to survival. Even the junior researchers, barely out of the Academy, had convinced themselves they were saving the world.It would have been easier if they'd been monsters. Instead, they were people who'd rationalized atrocity into altruism.On the third evening, Julian summoned me to his office."You've been pr
CHAPTER 125Camryn's POVThe next six hours were a comprehensive tour of Julian's operation.He showed me the recruitment process, how his agents identified potential volunteers in riot zones and desperate districts. How they offered hope to people who'd lost everything, promising power and survival in exchange for transformation.He showed me the training facilities where successfully integrated subjects learned to use their new abilities. Where former humans became living weapons, learning combat techniques and strategic thinking and how to function as a coordinated unit.He showed me the communications center where his people monitored the collapse in real-time, tracking anomaly manifestations and House responses and civilian casualties. Where they identified optimal intervention points to maximize chaos and accelerate the timeline."You're not just waiting for the collapse," I realized. "You're engineering it.""I'm helping it along," Julian corrected. "The collapse was inevitable
CHAPTER 124Camryn's POVJulian's underground facility was enormous.He led me through corridors carved from stone that predated Lenore's founding, past chambers that hummed with machinery I didn't recognize, and through security checkpoints manned by researchers who looked at me with curiosity and calculation. Every person we passed wore the same expression: absolute conviction in Julian's vision."How many people work here?" I asked."Forty-three researchers, eighteen security personnel, thirty-two support staff." Julian walked with the confidence of someone in complete control of his environment. "All of them volunteers. All of them believers in what we're building.""Believers in forced evolution?""Believers in survival. When I recruited them, I was honest about what the project entailed. They chose to participate because they understood the alternative was extinction." He stopped in front of a massive door marked INTEGRATION CHAMBER 1. "This is where the process happens."The ch
CHAPTER 123Camryn POV Julian looked at the machine with an adoring gaze. "I'm talking about creating something new. Something that transcends the weakness of humanity and the mindlessness of anomalies." He turned to face me. "You've seen what integrated anomalies can do. Fabian is Stage IV because he carries one inside him. Reginald survived House Blue's experiments because his body adapted to corruption. Integration isn't mutation; it's evolution.""Forced evolution. Taking away people's humanity without their consent.""Consent is a luxury in times of crisis. Lenore is dying, sister. Within two weeks, Intent levels will reach critical mass. The system will collapse completely. When that happens, only the strong will survive—those who adapted, who evolved, who became something more than human.""Or you could help us stop the collapse. Use your resources, your knowledge, and your influence to calm the Intent surge and break the feedback loop.""Why would I do that?" Julian asked gen
CHAPTER 122Camryn's POVI sent the message to Julian at dawn.I need time to think about your offer. Can we talk? Just us. No traps, no games.His response came within minutes: House Gold estate. North entrance. Come alone, or don't come at all."He's expecting a trap," Miranda said, reading over my shoulder."Of course he is. But he also wants to believe I'm wavering." I pocketed the comm device. "Narcissists always think they can convert people to their vision given enough time and the right arguments.""Is that what he is?" Olyrienne asked. "A narcissist?""He's my brother. I know how he thinks." I thought about Lucille's life, about Julian's calculated cruelty. "He doesn't see other people as real the way he's real. We're all just variables in his equations, problems to be solved, or resources to be exploited.""And you think you can fool him?" Fabian asked skeptically."No. But I can make him think he's fooling me. There's a difference."We'd spent the past six hours in an aband
CHAPTER 121Camryn's POVI raised the device. "Move.""Why? We're finally meeting properly. I've been watching you for months, you know. Ever since you found Eugene's device. I was curious to see what my dear sister would do with it.""I'm not your sister.""Aren't you? We share blood in two worlds. That's more than most siblings can claim." He tilted his head. "Though I suppose I did kill you once. Does that make family reunions awkward?""Get out of my way, Julian.""No, I don't think I will." He pulled something from his pocket, a small device that looked like a modified comm unit. "I need you to see something first. To understand what I've been building all these years."He pressed a button, and the walls around us lit up with projected images. Surveillance footage from across Lenore shows riots burning, anomalies manifesting, and people dying by the thousands. But the footage was organized and edited, showing specific patterns."Do you see it?" Julian asked. "The anomalies aren't







