Eternity 145 Novels & Stories

“You want me to negotiate, right? Well… I need to know if you have Double Ultra Rare traits. I don’t need to know what they are, only that you’ve got two of them. I promise to never reveal or sell that fact, ever.” That stopped Eris’ revelry in her tracks. She looked over at Freya and blinked. “Why would you care?” she asked. “Why would you even think that exists? Unless…” Freya nodded. Her face was grim and serious. “I got my second UR trait right when Lucifer died,” she replied. “Alert came through my DI, but I didn’t even notice until cycles later.”

The entity leaned closer, its presence folding the space around him like paper. The air thickened, pressing against Kieran’s chest like a vice. The Entity’s proximity warped gravity, bent light, and made time stutter. Every breath he took echoed with centuries. Every blink revealed a new apocalypse. He could feel it watching, not with eyes, but with understanding. It was dissecting him, not out of malice, but out of curiosity. It wanted to know how long a soul could scream before it forgot why. Kieran dropped the pen. His fingers were numb, his veins pulsing with symbols instead of blood.