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Chapter 3: The Empire wears no crown
Huling Na-update:
2025-07-11 15:52:22Time: 36 Hours After Naomi’s First Vocal Activation
Setting: Navarro Compound, Deep Vault & City Edge
Tone: Suspenseful. Grief-struck. Revolutionary.
POV: Jayce, Eli, Dante, Tobias Vale (Hollow), Naomi (dream state)
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Jayce Navarro had always carried silence like a weapon, sharp and heavy. But now, silence haunted him.
Naomi had spoken.
Her voice—weak, dream-scarred—still echoed in his skull: “Jayce.”
He hadn’t heard it in four months. And yet when it came, it shattered him like it was Day One all over again.
He stood in the decryption lab, watching her biometric feed flicker with unstable vitals. Oxygen low. Neural activity high. Dreams accelerating.
“She’s remembering,” Eli said softly from behind him.
Jayce didn’t look back. “Or reliving.”
“She said your name.”
“That doesn’t mean she forgives me.”
“No,” Eli replied. “But it means she sees you. Still.”
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Meanwhile, in the Northern Wastes, Dante Cross tracked Hollow’s new satellite base with two drones and an adrenaline buzz. Reina was back in Valeburn, leading resistance cells. Zeke ran logistics. Jayce? Jayce was unraveling.
Dante touched his earpiece. “Any movement?”
A voice responded. Static. Then Tobias Vale himself:
> “Still chasing ghosts, Cross?”
Dante froze. “How the hell did you—”
“I built your silence. I own your echoes. And if Jayce Navarro keeps pushing... I’ll let Naomi dream forever.”
The signal cut.
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In the Navarro Vault, Jayce studied Naomi’s projected dreamscape.
She was trapped in a loop. A memory of the last battle. Of fire licking the hem of her coat. Of a bullet she didn’t see.
“She’s stuck,” Eli whispered.
Jayce clenched his jaw. “She’s screaming in silence.”
Eli whispered, “Then go in after her.”
Jayce blinked. “You want me to enter a predictive simulation mapped from a collapsed neural net?”
“Yes.”
Jayce turned. “That’s not therapy. That’s a suicide mission.”
Eli said, “Then take a goodbye with you.”
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Jayce entered the Chair.
Strapped in.
Injected.
And descended.
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Inside Naomi’s Dream:
The city was burning.
Jayce stood in Navarro Square, the ruins untouched by time but etched with regret.
Naomi sat atop a throne of smoke. Her eyes gold. Her voice fractured.
“You’re not real,” she said.
“I never was,” Jayce replied.
“You let them crown you king of bones.”
“I let them make me their weapon.”
“You let me die.”
Jayce knelt. “Then let me bring you back.”
Naomi’s hand twitched. The city cracked.
“You can’t save me, Jayce,” she said. “But you can finish it.”
“Then show me how.”
She raised a palm.
“Find Tobias. Burn his truth.”
She vanished.
Jayce woke up screaming.
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Back in the real world, Jayce ripped the neural plugs from his arms.
“She’s alive,” he gasped. “But Hollow embedded a fail-safe. If she awakens fully... Tobias dies. And the empire falls.”
Eli blinked. “So what do we do?”
Jayce whispered, “We give her the match.”
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Final Scene: Tobias Vale in the Hollow Throne Room
He watched cities burn in miniature on digital maps.
Valeburn blinked in red.
“She’s waking,” a technician said.
Tobias adjusted his cuffs. “Then let her witness the death of kings.”
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