LOGIN“They say every Alpha has a shadow. I was his—a pale imitation of the woman he truly loved. And our sick daughter? An inconvenient reminder of his mistake.” Alpha King Kairi promised Sze forever, but she was just a substitute—a cheaper version of the goddess he truly desired. After years of living a lie, Sze discovers his cruel plan to send her and their sick child away. Broke, desperate, and humiliated, she will do anything to save her daughter, even beg from the monsters of her past. But when Kairi storms back into her life, his protection feels as dangerous as his rejection. Is his sudden change of heart real, or just another game to keep his secrets buried?
View MoreThe Cacophony’s noise felt different now. It was no longer just a psychic assault; it was the chaotic backdrop to a decision that would define our existence. We stood in the lee of a spire built from solidified envy, the glowing rune from the Akashic Lens hovering between us, a silent, impossible key.“The Nexus of Order,” Kairi said, his voice low. “It’s the most heavily defended point in the multiverse. It’s not a place you infiltrate. It’s a place you are summoned to, for judgment.”“Then we will have to ensure our summons is a surprise,” I replied, my gaze fixed on the rune. The Storm-Bringer was back, and she was looking for a target. The Curators’ revelation had burned away the last of my personal turmoil, forging my rage and love into a single, sharp purpose. We were not just fighting for our lives; we were fighting for our right to be.“The key is a frequency,” Silas mused, his fingers twitching as if he could pluck the note from the air. “It must be broadcast from a point of
The Cacophony was not a place; it was a condition. The very air was a thick soup of conflicting desires, a psychic marketplace where a thousand different wills shouted for dominance. Thoughts, not our own, brushed against our minds—fleeting impulses of greed, paranoia, fleeting joy, and bottomless despair. It was exhausting. For me, with my senses freshly raw and wide open, it was a special kind of torture. Every step was a battle to maintain the integrity of my own newly restored self.Kairi walked beside me, a silent, watchful presence. His power was a low hum, a shield he held around us both, deflecting the worst of the psychic noise. He was still drained from his monumental effort in the vault, his face etched with a deep weariness, but his focus was absolute. He was protecting me. Not the mission, not the alliance. Me. The knowledge was a heavy, complicated weight in my chest.We had not spoken of what happened. There were no words vast enough to contain the cataclysm of my retur
What happened next was not a strategic realignment. It was a collapse, and then a slow, painful rebirth.For a long time, there was only the raw, unfiltered noise of feeling. I wept until my throat was raw, until the storm of returned emotion had scoured me hollow in a different way. Kairi held me through it all, his own silent tears a testament to the cost of his desperate gamble. He had not just reignited my heart; he had shouldered the immense, metaphysical debt of rewriting a fundamental law of my being. He was pale, trembling with exhaustion, but he did not let go.When the storm finally subsided into shuddering, hiccupping breaths, a new silence descended. It was fragile, thick with the aftermath of cataclysm. I pulled back just enough to look at his face. The emptiness was gone, but what replaced it was a tangled, overwhelming thicket. The love was there, a brilliant, familiar sun at the center of it all. But wrapped around it were the thorns of his betrayal—the journal, his di
The flaw in my emptiness was a phantom limb, an itch in a part of me that was no longer there. I could not feel it, but I was aware of its absence. Kairi’s desperate command had not restored my heart, but it had proven that the void could be interacted with. It was no longer an absolute.We retreated from the Echoing Caves, their whispers now a wary silence behind us. The journey back to the vault was conducted in a new kind of quiet. Maia and Silas watched me with a cautious, uncertain air. They had felt the psychic shockwave of the cave’s replication failure, and they had seen Kairi’s impossible intervention.Kairi himself walked beside me, his gaze a constant, burning weight. He was no longer grieving. He was analyzing. The Lawgiver had found a new problem to solve: the paradoxical flaw in my state of zero.Back within the grey walls of our fortress, the machine-like rhythm tried to reassert itself. But a gear was out of alignment.“The replication failure was a data point,” Silas
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