Alejandro Malachai had chosen my name as his weapon. I understood the strategy now.If the world believed the Keeper was responsible for protecting every city, every anchor and every person whose identity had begun to fracture, then the burden would become impossible to carry. Eventually, something would go wrong. A hospital would lose power. An evacuation would fail. Someone would disappear.And Malachai would not need to defeat me. He would only need people to believe I had failed them.Koa's voice came through the communicator.“He's broadcasting again.”“Put it through.”The screen illuminated. Malachai appeared in a room I didn't recognize. He looked calm, almost reassuring, dressed in a dark suit without any visible insignia. Behind him stood a wall of screens showing hospitals, emergency centres and government buildings.He had chosen his backdrop carefully. Nothing supernatural. Nothing threatening.Only authority. “People are frightened,” he said. His voice carried the polis
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