The golden bridge shimmered underfoot as Aiden stepped onto it, the weight of his choices pressing against his chest like invisible chains. The hum of the Nexus was no longer a whisper—it was a pulse, rhythmic and resonant, vibrating through the air as if syncing with the beat of his own heart.
Kaela walked beside him, her staff held close, the tip glowing faintly. Brant brought up the rear, unusually quiet. None of them spoke. Not because there was nothing to say—but because this time, words wouldn't help them.
At the far end of the bridge stood an archway made of obsidian-black stone, veins of glowing white mana threading through it like a web of living energy. Above it was etched a single phrase in ancient runes:
"Know thyself, or be undone."
As they passed under it, the world shimmered.
Aiden blinked—and the others were gone.
The chamber he now stood in was entirely different. There were no walls, no floor. Just a void of swirling light and shadow. Stars blinked into existence and vanished in an instant. It felt timeless. Weightless. Unreal.
[Final Trial: The Trial of Will has begun.]
[Warning: This test targets psychological and emotional stability. External interference is impossible.]
[System Assistance Disabled]
Aiden's breath caught. No assistance. No support.
Just him.
From the shifting light ahead, a figure emerged—tall, confident, and armored in polished black.
Himself.
But this Aiden was different. Stronger. Colder. Eyes gleaming with perfect control.
"Hello," the doppelgänger said. "I'm you. The version that could've been—the one who never hesitated, never doubted, never cared."
Aiden narrowed his eyes. "You're just a projection."
"No," the figure said, stepping closer. "I'm the part of you you try to hide. The ambition. The hunger. The will to take the Reactor and reshape everything—even if it means sacrificing Kaela and Brant."
"That's not true."
"You've thought about it," the reflection said, voice hard. "You've wondered what it would be like to seize it all. Power. Dominion. Control over the Nexus. Your System was never meant to guide—it was meant to conquer."
Aiden's fists clenched.
"You think I'm weak," he said, "because I care. Because I value lives over power."
The reflection grinned. "I think you're soft. And in this world, softness gets people killed."
Aiden stepped forward. "No. That's where you're wrong."
The false Aiden raised his sword. "Prove it."
Aiden summoned his blade, though his System remained silent. No notifications. No boosts. Just skill. Instinct. Resolve.
Their blades clashed, sparks flying as metal met metal in the void. The reflection fought with brutal precision, every move calculated, emotionless.
Aiden fought with fire.
Every strike, every parry carried the weight of his choices, the memories of Kaela's quiet strength and Brant's relentless courage. He didn't fight alone—he fought with everything they'd survived together.
"You're strong," the reflection admitted, staggering. "But that compassion will break you."
"No," Aiden whispered, eyes blazing. "It's what makes me unbreakable."
With a roar, he drove his blade through the reflection's chest.
The image shimmered—then shattered into motes of golden light.
[Will Affirmed – Internal Conflict Resolved]
[Resonance with Nexus: Stable]
Aiden gasped as the chamber around him shifted. Light flooded in from every direction.
And then—he was back.
Back in the real chamber, on his knees, breathing heavily.
Across from him, Kaela and Brant were recovering as well—both looking pale, shaken. Whatever they had seen… it had scarred them.
Kaela's eyes met his. "You too?"
He nodded. "A version of myself I never want to become."
Brant was silent, his eyes hollow.
Then the Warden spoke one final time, appearing at the edge of the golden platform.
"You have passed the Trials of Body, Mind, and Will. The Nexus recognizes you."
A great rumbling shook the floor.
The ceiling above the central core peeled open like petals of a flower, revealing a levitating sphere of condensed arcane light—rotating with infinite symbols and runes.
[Nexus Reactor: Core Access Unlocked]
The Warden's voice dimmed.
"Now comes the final choice: Claim the power... or destroy it."
Aiden stepped forward, looking up at the Reactor's core.
Power.
Knowledge.
Change.
Everything—waiting to be seized.
But with it, the price.
Kaela touched his arm. "Whatever you choose… we're with you."
Brant nodded silently.
Aiden stared into the pulsing light.
And made his decision.