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CHAPTER 50 — SHARP AGAINPOV: EzraI don’t confront him immediately.You don’t accuse someone of being replaced by silence.You wait.You observe.You gather proof.But proof is difficult when the change you’re tracking looks like improvement.Aidan wakes early now.Goes running before class.Eats regularly.Laughs easily.His grades are perfect.No skipped lectures.No midnight pacing.No whispered conversations with invisible doors.If I described him to anyone else, they’d call it recovery.They’d call it healing.But healing doesn’t flatten you.It deepens you.And Aidan feelsSmoothed.Matteo feels it too.We don’t say it out loud for three days.On the fourth, Aidan beats Matteo in strategy simulation.Not unusual.He’s brilliant.But this timeHe predicts Matteo’s model before it forms.Not reaction speed.Not intuition.Preemption.“You adjusted before I shifted,” Matteo says calmly.Aidan shrugs lightly.“You were going to.”“How did you know?”“I just did.”Matteo studies hi

CHAPTER 52 — WHEN THE SKY OPENSPOV: EzraEscalation doesn’t begin with thunder.It begins with absence.No distortions for three days.No alignment pulls.No memory pressure.No perceptual fractures.Nothing.If I didn’t know better, I’d call it peace.But I do know better.Predators don’t retreat when their tactics fail.They reposition.Aidan moves through those three days lighter than I’ve seen him in weeks. Not smoothed. Not dulled. Just… aware.Intentional.He laughs when he wants to laugh.He reaches for me when he wants to.He argues with Matteo about philosophy like he enjoys the friction.Chosen heat.Chosen calm.Chosen variance.And because it’s chosen, it feels stable.Which means the angel can’t model it easily.I almost start to believe we’ve forced a stalemate.That’s my first mistake.It happens on a Thursday.Midday.Clear sky. No wind. Bright sun cutting sharp lines across the courtyard.We’re sitting outside between classes. Students everywhere. Noise layered and

CHAPTER 54 — TERMS OF GODS POV: Ezra He doesn’t call it a summoning. He calls it a conversation. That difference matters to him. It doesn’t comfort me. Three nights after the sky opened, Aidan stands in the center of the courtyard ruins. The perimeter barriers are gone. Authorities sealed it, investigated it, and then quietly retreated when they realized tape doesn’t mean anything to fractured stone. The cracks in the ground are still there. Spidering outward from where he hung suspended in gold light. The world has mostly returned to routine. Classes resumed. News cycles shifted to political blame. But the footage never stopped circulating. The symbol never stopped growing. Aidan refused salvation. Or saved humanity from it. Depends who you ask. Tonight, there are no cameras. No crowds. Just us. And the broken stone. “You don’t have to do this,” I tell him for the fifth time. He gives me the same answer for the fifth time. “Yes, I do.” Matteo stands a few meters

CHAPTER 56 — THE COST OF MIRACLESPOV: EzraThe world starts getting better.That’s how it begins.Not with thunder.Not with revelation.With improvement.Subtle.Statistical.Unnerving.Food shortages in two unstable regions resolve after unexpected supply chain breakthroughs. A brewing hurricane shifts five degrees offshore before landfall. A volatile political summit ends in compromise instead of collapse.No one can prove causation.But everyone feels it.Hope becomes quieter.Less desperate.More… patient.And that is far more dangerous.Because patience implies trust.Aidan doesn’t celebrate the numbers.He tracks them.Matteo has built a private dashboard—conflict metrics, climate anomalies, economic volatility curves.Aidan stares at the screen like it’s a heartbeat monitor.“Extinction probability?” he asks.“Projected global cascade risk down to 9.4% from last year’s baseline,” Matteo replies.“That’s a twelve-point correction.”“Yes.”Aidan nods once.“He’s not lying.”“No

CHAPTER 58 — PRESSURE SYSTEMPOV: EzraIt doesn’t explode.It compresses.That’s how the next crisis builds, not in spectacle, not in disaster footage, but in quiet rooms with polished tables and closed doors.Aidan becomes a topic before he becomes a target.Panels debate “The Mediator Question.”Think tanks publish position papers.Is decentralized cosmic negotiation sustainable?Should there be a regulatory framework for non-human advisory systems?The language is clinical.The intent is not.Extinction probability hovers at 15.2%.Stable.For now.But political volatility metrics are climbing.And politics, unlike tectonic plates, move fast.Three days after the Coalition visit, the invitation arrives.Not a summons.An invitation.International Crisis Coalition Summit.Closed session.Neutral territory.“Observer status only,” the message reads.Matteo snorts when he reads it.“There is no such thing as observer status in geopolitics.”Aidan stares at the screen for a long time.