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Crane’s eyes gleamed. “Because my legacy didn’t die with me. It multiplied.” He pointed to the boy. “To him.” He pointed to Elias. “To you.” And then— He pulled a remote from his coat. Elias shouted— “Don’t—” Crane pressed the button. The far wall opened. Revealing a second Elias. Eyes dead. Hands twitching. No soul. Just machinery wrapped in flesh. “Meet Version Zero,” Crane said. “The control specimen. The one with no memory. No emotion. No resistance. Pure obedience.”

Elias whispered: “Lena…?” She swallowed hard. “I’m done running.” The prototype pressed itself to her side. Z-03 bowed. Z-04 pulsed in acknowledgement. And Lena whispered: “I’m going to face it.” The mountains shook once more— and the Alpha Core answered her with a roar that felt like the sound of the earth dying.

pretty good. Early the next morning, Marco woke me up. He held a dumbbell in one hand, the thin fabric of his shirt unable to conceal his muscular arm. With his other hand, he gently tucked the blanket around me. "You can sleep for ten more minutes. Then we need to get up and go out for breakfast. Today, the Boss will grant us his blessing. This is a ceremony that we can't decline." Blushing, I lifted the blanket and explained shyly, "I don't usually sleep in this late. It is just that..."

The ears of the beautiful girl Cecil in front of my eyes have a distinctive shape. If you are familiar with fantasy stories, yes. Those are sharply pointed ears. She is an elf. Apparently, the elves in this world seem a little different from the elves I know, but the basics remain the same. Everyone has a beautiful appearance, sharp ears and long life. I was born here like the usual babies, and am now 19 years old. Compared to human beings, I think I have a greater physical ability and a more convenient body. In Algarde, Humans, Spirits, Demons, and others species live beside us. Each has an independent state, in which some cooperate and some are in hostile relationships.

“It was terrible. My goat got out hours before I had to load him up to take to the county fair. He was a muddy mess and I was covered in a rash.” Elena looks away from the computer for a second, eyeing us both. “Sounds like you two have known each other a long time?” She’s a good nurse and a decent human being. She’s not going to say anything or cause a scene, but I can sense the jealousy. Quinn turns her head to me, eyes sparkling. It makes my heart speed up. “I’ve known Archer since I was fourteen,” she says. “He was my brother’s college roommate.” “Aww, that’s so sweet,” Elena says with a fake smile. “Okay…you’re almost ready for discharge. You can return back to normal activities. If you

They were two of Dexter's betas. I understood Dexter's plans now. He had given me Wolf's bane instead of the elixir, so that I would be vulnerable and weakened when his two betas would come in to beat me up and probably bring me into his party to flaunt his success of defeating the forever detested Alpha Blade. Unfortunately for him, I had been smart enough not to swallow it. The only effect it had on me was the burning and pain in my mouth which had gradually lessened "Let me ask you this now that you both are alive." I said as I watched them bring out batons. "Was it your Alpha that sent you to me to die or is it just fate?"

But Elias… He was going to make it difficult. I could already feel the spiral starting. The way Zero had talked about him today, laughing, almost curious, planted a tiny seed of doubt. Not in Zero’s love for us. Never that. But in the fragility we were all still healing. Zero had been shattered by Lila. He was only just starting to put himself back together with soft sweaters and campus walks and our hands on his skin. If Elias offered him something that looked like easy healing, something bigger and cleaner than the messy fight we were still waging… Zero might listen. Not because he didn’t love us, but because he was tired of hurting.

Here is the content of the chat. Zero: "Good morning, my future. Are you still able to hold your miss for me?" Zeva wanted to reply, "No, I can't afford it. I really miss you. Come on, please, hurry back here." However, Zeva's sense of prestige is very large to be able to type those sentences. In the end, Zeva just chose to read it, without replying. Zeva wants to know whether Zero will be grumpy and spam-chat her or not.

"The moon is still rising, and Sovereign will have seen the failure of Subject Zero. They’ll be sending a tactical team to scrub the site." Elara nodded, her head resting against his shoulder. "I have a place. A private server farm in the old clock factory. It’s off the grid. No Sovereign nodes, no satellite tracking." She looked up at him, a determined glint in her eyes. "We’re going to rewrite the ending of this story, Kaelen. Together." Kaelen looked at her the woman who had traded her crossbow for a computer, and then used that computer to save his soul. He leaned down, pressing one final, lingering kiss to her forehead.

Forever. {Laumlayag. See you across space-time...} At exactly 00:00:00 and with the last percent of battery, Ecto goes away onto the Internet and Ecto 2.0 powers down.