After the Sundering

They didn't speak at first.

Back aboard the Wraithling, its chamber lights dimmed in quiet sympathy, Aelira stood by Ethan's side as he lay in the recovery cradle. The glow of the System was faint now—no pings, no prompts. Almost like it, too, was resting.

Or mourning.

Ethan stirred. "Still here?"

Aelira gave him a half-smile, the kind she used when her heart ached too much to grin fully. "You came back to me. That's all that matters."

He closed his eyes. "I remember everything. Kaelen's rise. His fall. His reasons. It's like… I'm him, but not. A shard in my mind."

[System Update: Soul Partition Stabilized][Note: Class upgraded — Sovereign-Class: Twinned Echo][Warning: Subconscious memory loops may affect emotional resonance.]

He rubbed his chest. "I don't know if I won… or just survived."

"You chose me," she said softly. "That's how I know it's still you."

They sat in silence. Outside the viewport, the fractured ruins of the Refraction Tomb drifted away, swallowed by voidlight.

Then the System whispered again:

[New Thread Unlocked: The Bound God Beneath][Location: Throne Core Unknown. Proximity Warning—Active Seal Degrading.]

Aelira's breath hitched. "The Echo wasn't lying, was he? The throne wasn't just a seat. It was a prison."

Ethan stood slowly, the glow of Kaelen's former sigils faint along his arm. "And now that I've touched it… it knows I'm here."

They exchanged a look.

Whatever lay beneath the throne wasn't just a legacy—it was a threat. And it was waking.