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Chapter 81: Self Struggle

Author: Ubee
last update publish date: 2026-04-25 18:21:35

The stabilized timeline felt like walking through a dream that had been rewritten while they slept.

Lagos looked almost exactly as they remembered it Victoria Island’s glittering skyline, the chaotic energy of the streets, the familiar scent of exhaust and street food—but there were subtle fractures. Billboards that should have shown Apex’s triumphant merger now displayed neutral corporate logos. The date on every digital screen read 14 October 2026, exactly where they had left it before the te
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  • THE PROFESSOR'S DIRTY CLAIM    Chapter 81: Self Struggle

    The stabilized timeline felt like walking through a dream that had been rewritten while they slept.Lagos looked almost exactly as they remembered it Victoria Island’s glittering skyline, the chaotic energy of the streets, the familiar scent of exhaust and street food—but there were subtle fractures. Billboards that should have shown Apex’s triumphant merger now displayed neutral corporate logos. The date on every digital screen read 14 October 2026, exactly where they had left it before the temporal rift pulled them into the swapped reality. Yet something fundamental had shifted.They stood on the rooftop of a nondescript safehouse in Ikoyi, the city lights sprawling below like scattered diamonds. Damian leaned against the railing, collar still locked around his throat, the platinum chain resting against his chest. Alex stood beside him, fingers absently tracing the leather at his own neck. The rings they had exchanged in Patagonia were still on their fingers—simple platinum bands th

  • THE PROFESSOR'S DIRTY CLAIM    Chapter 80: Altered Timeline

    The temporal rift spat them out into a version of Lagos that felt both achingly familiar and fundamentally wrong.They landed hard on the polished marble floor of what should have been the Apex Ventures executive suite on the 14th floor. The city lights of Victoria Island still glittered through the floor-to-ceiling windows, but the skyline was subtly different—taller spires, unfamiliar corporate logos, a holographic Apex sign floating above the building that pulsed with a colder, sharper blue than Damian remembered.Alex groaned, rolling onto his side, one hand instinctively cradling the now-empty space where the hybrid child had been growing. The fertility drugs and mutations were gone, but the memory of the swollen belly, the constant kicks, the alien pleasure-pain remained burned into his nerves. The leather collar was still locked around his throat, the platinum chain resting against his chest. Damian’s ring was still on his finger.Damian pushed himself up first, pistol already

  • THE PROFESSOR'S DIRTY CLAIM    Chapter 79

    Damian’s world shattered the moment Alex vanished.It didn’t happen with a dramatic explosion or a thunderous collapse. There was no warning, no final scream, no last grasp of hands slipping apart. One second Alex was there warm, alive, realand the next, he was simply… gone. Not dead. Not displaced.Erased.The silence that followed was unbearable. It spread outward like a living thing, swallowing sound, light, and meaning. The air itself felt wrong, thick and distorted, as though reality had lost its structure. Damian stood frozen, staring at the exact spot where Alex had been, his mind refusing to process what his eyes were telling him.“No…” he whispered, his voice barely audible even to himself.The temporal device beside him flickered weakly, its once-steady glow now unstable, pulsing like a fading heartbeat. The room around him—if it could still be called a room—seemed to ripple at the edges, as though the universe itself had begun to unravel thread by thread.“Alex?” he called

  • THE PROFESSOR'S DIRTY CLAIM    Chapter 78: Temporal Temptations

    The air was thick with the scent of ancient incense and the weight of history pressing down on Alara and Ryen as they materialized in the distant past. The city before them was a marvel—a sprawling metropolis of stone and marble, illuminated by flickering torches and the glow of fires. Towering temples and grand palaces stretched toward the sky, their shadows dancing ominously in the twilight.They had arrived in a time when the world was still untainted by the Syndicate’s influence, yet chaos lurked beneath the surface. Their mission was clear: alter critical events to prevent the Syndicate from ever gaining the power to build their destructive time machine.Ryen glanced at Alara, their eyes exchanging a determined glance. “We need to move quickly. Any change could ripple through time, but if we don’t act, everything will be lost.”Alara nodded, her pulse pounding with adrenaline and something else—an inexplicable thrill. The ancient city beckoned, promising secrets and danger alike.

  • THE PROFESSOR'S DIRTY CLAIM    Chapter 77: Allied Ancients

    .The war room was alive with a tense energy that crackled like static in the air. Alara and Ryen stood at the center, surrounded by a council of figures cloaked in ancient robes, their faces weathered but eyes sharp with wisdom. These were the Allied Ancients—beings whose power stretched back millennia, custodians of cosmic balance, now rallying to face a new threat: the Syndicate.The Guardian’s betrayal had left them vulnerable. Their forces weakened, their defenses compromised. But now, these ancient beings some with skin like shimmering stone, others with eyes glowing like stars prepared for war.The leader of the Ancients, an imposing figure with a long silver beard and piercing azure eyes, stepped forward. His voice was deep, resonant, carrying authority. “The Syndicate’s newest weapon is their time machine. They aim to rewrite history, reshape reality to their will. If we do not stop them, all existence will unravel.”Ryen’s jaw clenched. “A time machine? How do we fight somet

  • THE PROFESSOR'S DIRTY CLAIM    Chapter 76: Penalty Play

    The air was thick with an electric tension, thick enough to drown in. Darkness enveloped the room, broken only by flickering crimson lights that cast sinister shadows on the cold, smooth walls. They were trapped—caught in the heart of the Punishment Dimension, a brutal labyrinth designed not just to contain but to torment those who dared defy the cosmic enforcer.Alara’s breath hitched as she looked around. The chamber they had been thrown into was a distorted reflection of reality strange symbols etched into the floor, pulsating veins of energy coursing through the walls. Somewhere in the shadows lurked the Guardian, the mysterious enforcer of this dimension, watching, waiting.Ryen was next to her, equally tense. His eyes darted across the room, searching for any weakness, any escape. The punishment dimension was a maze of puzzles—each more twisted than the last—and the penalty for failure was not mere pain but a fusion of pain and pleasure designed to break even the strongest minds

  • THE PROFESSOR'S DIRTY CLAIM    Chapter 25 Horizon Without End

    Six months after the warehouse, the city had learned how to forget.What once dominated headlines—raids, scandals, fires, names whispered with shame—had been compressed into archived articles and dusty footnotes. Eldridge University stood rebuilt under new leadership, its banners replaced, its valu

    last updateLast Updated : 2026-03-23
  • THE PROFESSOR'S DIRTY CLAIM    Chapter 24 Ashes to Dawn

    The ambulance lights painted the warehouse red and blue—strobing across Jax’s pale face as the medics worked. I knelt beside the stretcher—hands slick with his blood—while Elliott stood behind me, one hand on my shoulder, the other clenched at his side. Jax’s eyes fluttered open once—found mine—man

    last updateLast Updated : 2026-03-23
  • THE PROFESSOR'S DIRTY CLAIM    Chapter 20 Fractured Paths

    The forest swallowed the echoes of gunfire like a grave. Thornton lay crumpled in the mud—chest heaving one last ragged breath before going still, her pistol half-buried in the dirt. Elliott slumped against me, blood seeping from a gash on his forehead, his gun still smoking in his hand. I held him

    last updateLast Updated : 2026-03-22
  • THE PROFESSOR'S DIRTY CLAIM    Chapter 19 Siege in the Dark

    The bunker alarms screamed—red strobes pulsing like arterial blood across the concrete walls. Jax slammed the inner door shut behind us, deadbolts clanging into place. The monitors flickered to life on their own: grainy night-vision feeds showing the hillside above. Shadows moved—six figures in tac

    last updateLast Updated : 2026-03-21
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