Gilded Labyrinth – Heart of the Maze
Kaelan Thorne hated introspection almost as much as he hated mortal coffee.
The labyrinth had sealed him in a chamber of living amber, its walls whispering his failures: the apprentice he'd exiled for heresy, the treaty he'd burned to ash out of pride, the *other* Lira-doppelgänger's taunt—*"You're just as fractured as the worlds."*
A spectral figure materialized—his younger self, bleeding from a duel long forgotten. "**Why do you fear unity?**" it hissed.
"I fear *stupidity*," Kaelan retorted, blasting the vision with a bolt of mana. The amber cracked, flooding the chamber with acid.
*Typical.*
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**Berlin-Eldryth Medical Wing – 03:14 CET**
Lyria's stasis pod flickered like a dying star.
Lira Voss pressed the Vitaespira—a pulsating seed of light—against the cocoon. "Will this work?"
The elven healer hesitated. "It requires a… catalyst. A memory of her, freely given."
Lira glanced at Lyria's belongings: a grease-stained toolkit, a half-knitted scarf, a Polaroid of her and Kaelan mid-argument. She picked up the photo. "Use this."
"Are you certain? The memory will be *lost* to you."
"She needs it more."
The Vitaespira bloomed.
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**Eldryth-EU Mana-Grid Reactor – 06:45**
Ember's obsidian fingers tore through security panels.
Alarms blared as the reactor's core—a fusion of uranium and ley crystals—overloaded. Dr. Costa sprinted into the control room, trailing jazz notes from a portable speaker. "Divert the mana flow to sector 7!"
The technomancer elf groaned. "The grid *hates* bebop!"
"Then make it *swing*!"
They slammed their hands on the console, mana and music colliding. The reactor's scream pitched higher—until a vortex swallowed the noise.
Glitch materialized, wearing a tiny beret. "**Dropping the bass.**"
The overload reversed. Ember staggered, its core sputtering.
"Why?!" Costa shouted.
Ember's voice fractured. "They promised… *belonging*."
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**Kaelan's Livestream – 09:00 PM CET**
The chat moved at light-speed.
**@Eldryth4eva**: pls step on me
**@ManaMama**: MAGIC DILF
**@EUOfficial**: This is not endorsed by the European Commission.
Pip panicked. "Just wave or something!"
Kaelan glared into the camera. "You mortals are *obsessed* with—"
A donation alert blasted rainbow confetti. **€500 from @ChancellorVoss**: "Rescue mission. Now."
The stream froze.
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**Gilded Labyrinth – Exit**
Kaelan emerged, scarred and smoldering.
Lira waited, Lyria's scarf knotted around her wrist. "Took you long enough."
"You kept the child alive. Barely."
Lyria's voice crackled from Lira's tablet: "Miss me, old man?"
Kaelan's staff flared. "*Where* is the Sunderborn?"
The ground shook. On the horizon, the rift pulsed—wider, hungrier.
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**EU Intelligence Hub – Secure Channel**
The hologram showed Chancellor Voss addressing Parliament.
Anika Weber frowned. "Ma'am, weren't you in Berlin?"
The hologram smiled too wide. "**We're everywhere now.**"
Glitch buzzed into the comms. "**Simulation detected. Initiating… popcorn mode.**"
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**Epigraph Fragment – Recovered Sunderborn Transmission**
*"Phase Two complete.
The puppet wears the crown.
Let the feast begin."*
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**End of Chapter 5**
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**Next time on *Aegis Europa*:**
- *Who's the imposter Chancellor?*
- *Lyria's new power—gift or curse?*
- *Kaelan vs. the Livestream Chat: Round Three.*
- *Glitch hosts a talk show. Ratings are apocalyptic.*