The Forsaken Truth

Arjun stepped further into the chamber, his boots echoing against the metal flooring. His expression was unreadable, but his presence alone sent a ripple of tension through the air.

Eli folded his arms. "You have a habit of showing up at the weirdest times."

Arjun's gaze flicked toward the collapsed Guardian. "I see you've been busy."

Yumi took a step forward, still gripping the data crystal. "Where the hell have you been?"

Arjun exhaled. "Following the trail you couldn't."

Yumi narrowed her eyes. "Meaning?"

He held up a small device—sleek, compact, and covered in intricate circuitry. "I found something. Something Azrael doesn't want anyone to see."

Eli shot him a skeptical look. "Yeah? So did we. The problem is, the moment you start peeling back layers, everything tries to kill you."

Arjun gave a dry chuckle. "Then you're finally seeing the full picture." He turned toward Yumi. "That data crystal you're holding—it's incomplete."

Yumi's heart skipped a beat. "What?"

"The Echo isn't just a program or a system," Arjun continued. "It's alive. And what you just decrypted? It's only a fragment of its memory."

Eli swore under his breath. "Of course it is."

Yumi's grip on the crystal tightened. "If it's alive, what is it? An AI?"

Arjun hesitated. "Not exactly."

Something about the way he said it sent a chill down her spine.

"I've been inside places even the Nexus won't touch," Arjun said. "I've seen abandoned facilities where machines still whisper Azrael's name. I've found logs, half-corrupted, talking about the Echo in ways that don't make sense."

Eli frowned. "Try us."

Arjun took a breath. "It wasn't built. It was discovered."

Silence.

Yumi stared at him. "That's not possible."

"I thought so too," Arjun admitted. "But I've seen the records. The Echo existed before Azrael. Before the Nexus. Maybe before everything we know. The first architects didn't design it. They unearthed it."

Eli ran a hand through his hair. "Great. So we're dealing with an ancient, probably malevolent, reality-warping ghost code?"

"Not just code," Arjun said grimly. "The Echo is sentient. And it's waking up."

Yumi felt the weight of the crystal in her palm. Everything she had believed—about the system, the war, even Azrael—was crumbling.

"If that's true," she murmured, "then why does Azrael want us to break it?"

Arjun locked eyes with her. "Because he's not trying to stop the Echo." His voice was quiet, but the words hit like a bomb.

"He's trying to merge with it."

A long silence filled the space.

Eli was the first to break it. "Okay. Nope. That's way above my existential crisis threshold."

Yumi's mind raced. If Azrael's goal wasn't control but integration—what did that mean for the world? For reality itself?

Arjun stepped forward. "We don't have much time. I have a location—one of the last sites tied to the Echo's origin. If we're going to stop Azrael, we need to get there first."

Yumi swallowed hard, then nodded. "Where?"

Arjun's eyes darkened.

"The Core of the Echo."

Eli groaned. "I already hate this plan."

Arjun turned toward the exit. "Then let's get moving."

There was no turning back now.