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The air grew heavy, thick with the scent of ozone and ancient, dried blood. "Kneel, Phineas," Aurelius’s voice boomed through the speakers. It wasn't a request. He used the Alpha Tone—a sonic frequency that hit the brain stem like a sledgehammer. Phineas’s legs gave out. He hit the obsidian floor, his knees barking in pain. "Stop... please..."

The morgue was cold, carrying a foul, sterile smell. Expressionless staff pushed me into a metal drawer. With a soft "click," the door closed. The system's voice echoed in my mind. [Death confirmed. Final storyline completed.] [Countdown to soul departure: 71 hours 59 minutes.] [Please await the opening of the passage.] I drifted in the cold, hollow air and let out a breath. Finally, things were coming to an end.

As a matter of fact, if not because of the artificial light coming from crystal pearls that illuminated the area, the place will be dark. Since she was intending on checking all of the books on the shelves, Audrey started picking up the books, section by section. "Nero, help me to look for information at these books." She said as she put a pile of books before her cat. As soon as she put down the books at the table, a cloud of dust raised in the air. 'Cough! Cough! Cough!' Both Audrey and Nero coughed hard as the cloud of dust raised from the books. [Who is the librarian of this place?! They need to be called out! Look at how thick those dust accumulations already are?!!! Are they planning t

"Run back to the ash! If they catch you, they’ll turn you into the 'New Engine'! You’ll be the one who powers the servers for the next eternity!" Silas lunged for me, but a golden bar slammed into his chest, throwing him back into the grey void. "SILAS!" I screamed. I turned to run, but the floor was gone. I was falling through a sea of contracts, numbers, and blood. And then, the voice of the Chief Adjuster—a voice that sounded like a million coins hitting the floor—echoed in my mind. "**SUBMIT TO THE AUDIT, SUBJECT 01. YOUR EXISTENCE IS NO LONGER COST-EFFECTIVE.**"

"I’m just the guy who’s going to turn out the lights." He raised the sledgehammer, the "230k-word" journey reaching its second, and final, point of "Liquidation." The ghost of Thomas Hawke watched from the flickering static, a silent "Message in the Dust" that was finally ready to be forgotten.

*WARNING: The beginning of this chapter contains material that some may find sensitive/ offensive. Read at your own discretion or skip to after the first scene break "#".* Narrator- Back in the forest, the birds began their matinee song. Miranda had fallen asleep from the pain, and Asher sat at the foot of the bed, lost in thought.

I know deep down that I am done for. ##########

Esther's voice chirps in. "The world of illusions reapers, the great world of fantasy, and the canyon of death. El mundo de la ilusión de los recuentos, el gran mundo del espejo y el cañón de la muerte. Surge y sostuvo mis llamadas. " I heard the familiar voice chanting in an unknown language. "You are doomed, Rey Reed Smith." General Zod's voice concluded, followed by a great earthquake which shook the whole building to its hinges. Gradually, the room started shifting into another place.

It was so damn obvious like a red stain on a white surface. Emmett was on the floor, doing some push-ups like the information he was dishing out to me was the most random news anyone could have heard. I sat on the couch next to him, it was fun watching him do all those push-ups, enjoying the quiet groans that escaped his lips till talks led to another and flowed into him telling me he watched Dr. Myron and Gibson exchange handshakes and a few talks concerning my case before the day of administering that deadly medicine

Allison asked anxiously. He paused before delivering his grim conclusion. “No medicine can cure this. Not even the most divine methods can save him now.” Allison’s face turned ashen as she staggered and was barely able to stand. “Utter nonsense!” Dustin’s calm yet cutting voice rang out from the corner. Everyone turned to Dustin, whose eyes gleamed with disdain. “Such arrogance! If you claim to have the answer, then speak,” Gareth said as his face darkened with anger. “Or else I’ll make you regret your insolence!”