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CHAPTER121- BEFORE THE FIRST FIRE.
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Silence answered first. Not absence, not peace—just a space so dense with meaning that Elthara felt her breath hitch against it. The figure’s eyes, still her own and yet older, carried no promise, no comfort. Just honesty. Raw and unfiltered, as if love had never been more than a luxury her survival couldn’t afford. The moment stretched, thin as thread, between what she had been and what she might become.“You will not be who you were,” the voice said at last. “But you will not be lost. You will be remade by the choices you keep—and the truths you do not deny.” The extended hand did not waver, though the world behind it pulsed like a second heartbeat. Elthara closed her eyes, and for a breath, she remembered all the times she had not flinched. She had braved fire, memory, death, gods—and worse, herself.And yet this was different. This wasn’t an enemy. This was the shape of every refusal to break, every time she’d said, not now, when rest had been a whisper on her lips. It wasn’t crue
THE ALPHA'S LAST CHOICE CHAPTER125- THE COST OF KEEPING.
The world breathed, and then it wept. Not with sorrow, but with release—as if time itself had been holding its breath and could now finally exhale. Elthara felt it in her bones, in the marrow of memory, in the ache behind her eyes. The name she had spoken—her mother’s name, reborn through her voice—wrapped itself around the air like a hymn. But something had shifted. Not in the world alone… but within her.The thread she had touched now tethered itself to her chest, pulsing with a rhythm that wasn’t hers alone. She staggered, her knees nearly buckling under the weight of it. It wasn’t pain. It was presence. Her mother—this version, this echo, this possibility—had become more than memory. She was here, and the door behind her was no longer open. It had sealed shut the moment the name passed Elthara’s lips.“Do you feel that?” her mother asked, voice low and reverent. “This is what remembrance costs. Not death. Not rebirth. But binding. You did not summon me, Elthara. You created me.” T
THE ALPHA'S LAST CHOICE CHAPTER124- WHAT WAS NEVER PROMISED
The thread pulsed once beneath her fingertips—then dissolved, not into light, but into a weight that settled deep in her chest. Not heavy, but real. A gravity she had never known when fractured. Around her, the door faded, not closing but simply ceasing to be, as if it had fulfilled its one and only purpose. She stood alone now. And not alone at all.The child was gone. The shadow, too. But their imprints lingered in the marrow of her bones, like warmth after a fire. Elthara turned slowly, expecting to see the Spiral’s ruins behind her. Instead, she saw a plain of ash and memory, stretched out in all directions like the breath between heartbeats. Above, the sky no longer burned. It wept stars—gentle, slow, forming the name that was still being written.With each letter that shimmered into place, the world around her shifted. Mountains crumbled inward as if bowing. Rivers reversed course. Trees bloomed in silence, only to scatter their leaves like prayers. The very fabric of the land r
THE ALPHA'S LAST CHOICE CHAPTER123- THE KINDNESS THAT BURNED
Her breath hovered between silence and sound, as fragile as the name she had nearly forgotten. The weight of it pressed against her ribs, ancient and unfamiliar, a shape that felt too wide for her throat and too sharp for her soul. Her lips moved—but no syllable came. Instead, the world paused. Time staggered.The figure before her—the shadow of every choice she hadn’t made—reached out and placed a hand over her heart. It wasn’t warm. It wasn’t cold. It simply was. “Say it,” it murmured. “Say me. Say you. Say us.”Elthara’s knees buckled, and her child-self steadied her with impossible strength. “You don’t have to,” the child said softly, eyes bright with uncorrupted memory. “But if you do… you won’t get to forget again.”Around them, the Spiral’s shell cracked wider. The sky frayed at the edges. A second gate began to form—not to the world that came before, but to what might come after. Smoke coiled into sigils across her arms, written in the ink of future pain. She was rewriting her
THE ALPHA'S LAST CHOICE CHAPTER122- THE NAME THAT CHOSE HER.
The gate did not close. It widened, trembling beneath the weight of the voice that had spoken from beyond it. Elthara’s breath caught as her child-self froze, lips parted mid-sound, silenced not by fear—but by recognition. That voice was not shaped by time or memory. It was forged in what came before both. It did not echo because it had never truly left.Her twin staggered, eyes wild as he turned toward the sound. “No,” he whispered, not in denial—but in dread. “That name was erased. She can’t still remember.” His hands grasped at the air as if to pull the gate shut, but the light refused him. Elthara’s fingers tightened around the child’s. The Spiral writhed. The mirrors began to crack.A figure stepped through—not the shadowed presence of a past self, but someone once lost in the Spiral’s first fire. Cloaked in dusk and sorrow, he moved with the grace of forgotten sacrifice. His face was not young, but unchanged. He bore no weapons. No chains. Only the name she had once given him wh
THE ALPHA'S LAST CHOICE CHAPTER121- BEFORE THE FIRST FIRE.
The name slipped past her lips—not in words, but in a sound older than breath. It was not a name of identity, but of origin, the syllables forged when the first thought dreamed itself awake. The chamber convulsed. The Spiral screamed—not from injury, but from the unbearable recognition of the truth it had buried. It had once knelt to that name before it crowned itself god.The spears of light meant for self-destruction halted mid-air, vibrating in confusion as if awaiting a new command. Elthara stood between collapse and rebirth, her body radiating not flame, but the choice to ignite or extinguish. Her twin staggered back, his form flickering as if untethered from the timeline itself. His eyes locked with hers, wide with pain. “You’ve gone too far back.”Above them, the gate tore open like a wound through time, revealing a sky not filled with stars—but memory itself, unraveling. Threads of possible pasts drifted like silver veins through an obsidian firmament. The presence that had an
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