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I asked. “Give me the truth." And then Sofia held out her little finger. I wanted to cry and laugh at the same time. I taught her about the little finger promise when she was 4 years old and I was 8. We promised never to lie to each other. A little finger promise could never be broken. She remembered this. I didn't deserve that gesture, I broke my promise. But not anymore. Sofia deserved the truth that I had denied her for so many years, even though in the end I would lose her for good.

I asked, unbuttoning my shirt as I mind-linked my head butler. “Uh…” her eyes travelled on my body as I unbuttoned my shirt. “It…” she gulped and then averted her eyes, clearing her throat. “About the riots…” “What about them?” I unbuttoned my cuff buttons. Her eyes lecherously travelled from my abs to my throat. “Ez sent a letter, and the riots broke out in Phantoria as well, but Ez found something really alarming. A magic circle…” She walked closer to me and showed me a letter that had a childish drawing of a magic circle.

"He was a genius. He saw the threads without paying the price." Elion looked at the desk. There was a leather-bound book sitting on top of the maps. It looked like a diary. "What's that?" Elion asked. Cale touched the cover. "It feels... heavy." Elion opened it. It wasn't a diary. It was a manual. On the first page, Alex had written: HOW TO BREAK THE LOOP. Elion's heart hammered against his ribs. "Cale," Elion said breathlessly. "Look." Cale leaned in. He squinted at the text.

The symbols flared violently in response. The hunter tilted its head. “You reject survival?” “I reject false balance.” Power surged through me not chaotic this time. Calm. Centered. I stopped resisting the energy pulling at me. Instead… I embraced both sides completely. Light and shadow flowed together willingly. The ritual circle trembled. Cracks formed in the glowing symbols. The book’s pages tore themselves apart as if reality rejected its own instructions. The hunter’s eyes widened slightly. “Impossible…” I stepped forward. The circle shattered beneath my feet.

“Then we speak for the Pact not over it.” Jeremiah added, “Not rule. Not even guide. We listen first.” The Circle reformed not as a ring of stone, but as a spiral of movement, open at every edge, shifting with each new season. The Circle was no longer a centre. It was a conversation. Ari stood atop the tallest root of the bloom. Her voice was carried by light. Not just to spirits. Not just to humans. But to every soul that had ever heard the bloom’s hum in their chest.

She saw the shredded pages of her law textbooks scattered across the apartment floor. Julian’s voice echoing calmly through the room. You don’t need those anymore. Then the new books he had delivered days later. More expensive. More advanced. Better. Like he had destroyed her world only to rebuild it in his image. Wealth. Dedication. Control. The third circle ended. Circle Four: Love and Mutual Respect “With the fourth step, you vow love and respect.” Julian slowed slightly during this circle. Elena noticed. His hand shifted, sliding from her fingers to her wrist.

"It'll ask for everything you have. And you, more than anybody alive, will want to give it past that, because you've spent three lives sure that's what you're for. Do that here... pour past the bottom to make certain it's done... and you won't come back up. There'll be nothing left to close the circle around." The ring was very quiet. "So the trick," I said, "is to open all the way, give everything, and stop one step short of the thing every part of me is going to be screaming to do." "Yes." "With Corvus coming through that ring with an army." "Yes." "And if I get it wrong either way... hold too much back and the circle doesn't shut and his claim stays. Pour too much and the circle shuts and

He looked at his PA. “I need R. W Lee’s The Principles of Roman-Dutch Law book.” “I overheard the conversation, she didn’t say which type she wants. She just said the wants the book. I can d******d it, have it printed and turned into a book format. I know a printer.” Adrian stared at her. She smiled before he could say anything else. “Work smart and not hard. You find the wine. I will do the book and start preparing your travel plans.”

Grabbing James’ hand, she descended from the sky and landed on top of a mountain. James asked, “What’s wrong, Sophie?” Sophie said, “If my memory serves me right, we are very near the Demon Abyss now. There’s an Ancient Magic Circle in its vicinity. It’s a mysterious Magic Circle. Even Emperor Jabari only managed to break the circle after quite some time. Back then, I had no idea how to break the circle because my strength was insignificant” “Though Emperor Jabari has left behind some information, this Magic Circle is simply too complex. I need some time to gain insight. In the meantime, just concentrate on absorbing Sword Energy.”

End of Chapter Forty ––––––––––––––– Mira gains access to a deeper layer of the Circle’s control grid, which is Project Requiem and it's designed to manipulate her through Echo. But instead of retreating, she uses a painful memory as a key to unlock a critical simulation node. The war is no longer just one of resistance, it’s reprogramming, and Mira is rewriting the map.