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For millennia, fragments from another dimension have fallen upon E’na. These shards hold unimaginable power, capable of shaping gods, shattering empires, and awakening ancient nightmares.

Among them, one primordial fragment gave birth to Ego, a living storm ready to destroy everything in its path. Captured and altered in a laboratory, he now fights to break his chains and make the world tremble.

The Cadrans and their clans tear each other apart, the Primordials watch from the shadows, and the war for control over E’na has only just begun.

In this chaos, who will survive? Who will rise? And most of all, who will take the place of the Originel, the One True Being at the summit of this universe?

EGO - Power of Resonance

A few hours after he had closed his eyes, the screams of the other children began to echo once more. The others had finally awakened.

Lina, lying on a table near his, was motionless. Her face, pale like a wax mask, betrayed the extreme fragility of her state. Her breath, weak and irregular, seemed at any moment ready to fade away.

Jem, in a corner, was holding back his tears, while the Professor watched, insensitive to the distress filling the room.

For the Mute, there was no longer room for fear or compassion in this place.

She was the one who, despite the darkness of this world, had been enough to keep his heart alive all this time. The one who had offered him a semblance of warmth. A strict big sister who cared about them more than anything. A spark of light in this nauseating pit.

But now, she was fading. Slowly. Gently. Broken from within, like a machine pushed too far. She was suffocating inside her own body, her closed eyes crying blood. And he could do nothing. Nothing… except watch the only person who had mattered… disappear. Without a cry.

A chill that could freeze bones ran through his body; it was not fear. It was something else. An emptiness. An abyss slowly opening inside him.

Lina opened her eyes with difficulty one last time. Her gaze met the Mute's. A tiny spark of life and tenderness still shone in her tired eyes.

She seemed to want to say something to him, but no sound came from her mouth. At that moment, she could only offer him one last smile. Tender like an embrace. As if to say goodbye.

One last breath escaped her body…

No one dared make a sound. As if to let Lina go in peace.

The Professor then started to chuckle.

— Oops… sorry. I have trouble with heavy silences. But she was not strong enough either. She couldn't tame the pain… and the pain took her. Well, ENOUGH!

Jem began to scream, his eyes flooded with tears.

The other children also began to cry bitterly, remembering the upright and strong person Lina had been.

— Shut up! he yelled. Shut your fucking mouths! Or you'll follow her, growled the Professor.

The Mute remained frozen. His gaze lost. Like a dead man.

The last spark of humanity had left him at the same time as Lina.

— You lost what was holding you. That warmth, that light… it's all gone.

There is nothing left between you and madness. Let yourself go. Break them all. Kill them all…

This voice infiltrated every corner of his mind, tearing down the last barriers that separated him from madness.

He stepped back, his body trembling. A faint spark of lucidity still fought.

Then, suddenly, as the void engulfed everything, his anger exploded.

He screamed without a sound escaping, spitting blood, a raw anger. Savage. Devastating.

A black rage, directed at this world that had stolen everything that mattered to him.

His gaze fixed on the Professor, and on his face stretched an inhuman grimace.

A grimace no one had ever seen on him before.

— I wanted a survivor… but I created a monster.

Said the Professor, then laughed. A laugh so strong it echoed throughout the room.

But inside the Mute's body, a dark madness was igniting.

A black fire, ready to consume everything.

Chapter 7: Rejection