Romans & histoires Echoes Death

Candice had said it wasn’t lethal but this was the feeling of deaths door. Feeling something stirring, my ears hummed and the noise in the room faded. The sound of bare feet slapping hard on the ground. Straining to hear the echos of distant screams. The words slowly becoming clear. “No Juxes, no.” Echoing in my mind. For the first time since Joann died, I could feel Aiden.

Behind us, the earth burned. And beneath it, the last of Echo finally died. But somewhere… far beneath the ash and ruin… A single eye blinked open.

“River made her choice. She was always the weak one, you know. More than likely, she didn’t make it. I mourned her deeply already, Gonzalo. But life goes on.” Amidst the smoldering regret, anger flared within Gonzalo. “That's Absurd! Don't say that, Echo. There’s always a chance she could have survived.” It felt really odd being the optimistic one here about Echo’s younger sister. Could she not even have a little whiff of belief in her? She mourned her already? Hell… Echo’s smile evaporated immediately and was replaced by an intimidating countenance. “Enough about River, already! She’s gone. It’s you and me who are here, now.”

"You'll need to confront the Echo in the memoryscape. Tear its roots from your grief." "And if I fail?" "The grief consumes you. The Seed dies." I step into the crater. The smoke thickens, the world dissolving. --- **The Memoryscape** I stand in the old cabin, the one we burned. Eden kneels by the hearth, his hands bloody, skinning a rabbit. *This isn't my memory.* The Echo materializes, wearing Kael's face. ***You let him die. First Eden, now the Hunter. Who's next?***

I asked. “Nope, but I hate her, she was living my life Jonathan, our lives, this could have been ours, if only you had waited for me, you promised to wait. I went back for you after Ryan's death, you were smiling, you were happy, but it wasn't with me, you smiled as If there was no problem in. this world…

Cecilia hugged me and said comfortingly, "Alright. Let's not think about such depressing things anymore now that you're home. It's just a diamond necklace. I'll buy you a few more accessories tomorrow, enough that you can just wear a different one every day." I burst into laughter, the sadness that I'd felt from ruminating on the past had washed away slightly. I had a good sleep that night. ... The next day, I suddenly received a bunch of missed calls from an unknown number. I had a habit of turning on airplane mode when I slept. The moment I turned it off, I started hearing notification sounds for over 99 missed calls. A second later, my phone rang, and I tentatively chose to answer the cal

"Daughter? Husband? You swore you'd never marry anyone but me. You're just mad, saying this to get back at me, right?" I stared, unyielding. The rims of his eyes reddened. He was filled with pain and confusion. I was surprised. Even when his mom passed away, he wasn't so broken. "How could you break our promise? How could you be so cruel to me?" he asked, reproachful. I sighed, "Are you blaming me? But you betrayed me first." He froze, his lips trembling. "Nothing was going on between me and Olive." I cut him off with a sneer. "Betrayal isn't just physical. The moment your heart wavered, we were done."

“And I’m glad I felt that… even if it was only for a while.” His fingers curled softly around hers. Not to stop her. But to hold her one last time. He places a hand on check caressing it softly and wiping her tears. “Thank you, Lyric,” he whispered, smiling faintly. “I love you.” And then he fell. The blade of energy disintegrated into him, exploding in a silent pulse of violet light. Kade’s body twisted with it. His skin cracked like porcelain—light pouring from the fractures—until he turned to ash at her feet.

“HELL NO! The ghost tormented me and my friends! It’s the grace of God we made it out alive! I am never going back there. Ever!” “What about the things you wanted to get?” “I don’t care! I will do without them! That house is cursed!” I smirked. “But… why would a ghost haunt you? I am sorry to ask but… did you kill anyone? Witness a murder?” “NO... nothing like that. I have to go.” She hung up so fast the speaker made a tiny squeak... Echo and I burst out laughing. Then Echo wiped her eyes. “But seriously… I think she knows something about my death. Her response after you asked… it was weird.”

“No. I believe truth belongs to people, not to ghosts.” She pressed the coin to the console, fingers steady, heart breaking. /TERMINATE ECHO PROCESS – FULL PURGE. Light flooded the room—blinding, violent, cleansing. The echo reached out, fingers dissolving in brilliance. “You can’t kill what you are…” And then the light swallowed it whole. The bunker fell silent, screens dimming one by one, like dying stars. Sophia swayed, exhaustion crashing through her. Lucas caught her, holding her as though anchoring her to the world she had just protected.