Chapter 63 – Winterkeep: The Memory I Refused to Admit

The door felt colder than steel.

When I touched it, my breath stopped.

Not from fear.

Not from cold.

From something deeper.

Recognition.

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> [Memory Zone – M002: WINTERKEEP]

Status: Suppressed // Logged as "Pre-System Prototype Trial"

User: Kai Ravenhall (Age: 15)

Classification: Baptism Mission // Trauma-Formed Core

Error: This memory does not exist in official records

Warning: Suppressed Personality Fragment May Surface

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When I stepped through, I wasn't twenty-five anymore.

I wasn't even a Sinner.

I was just a kid.

A weapon they hadn't named yet.

Thrown into a snowy prison called a "training ground."

Left with eight others.

Only three survived.

And I was one of them.

Not because I was strongest.

Not because I was smartest.

But because I lied to myself the fastest.

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The snow crunched under my boots again.

Smaller boots now.

The kind they give teenagers too scared to ask questions.

Above, the sky cracked like broken glass, revealing a sun that never warmed.

Around me—

Bodies.

Frozen.

Mouths open like they had tried to scream their last thought.

Names rose like ghosts in my mind:

Del. Mira. Conn. Faye. Ashin.

Friends.

Competitors.

All chosen for potential.

All left here to die for the system's "test."

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And then I heard him.

Me.

Younger.

Panicked.

Crying.

Screaming into the blizzard.

> "Someone! Please—don't leave me here! I'm not supposed to—"

I turned the corner and saw myself.

Wrapped in system-issue winter gear.

Face red.

Eyes wide.

Hands covered in someone else's blood.

He looked up.

Saw me.

And whispered:

> "Did we ever wake up?"

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> [Echo Fragment Identified – "Kai: Pre-System Self"]

Classification: Repression Construct

Memory Origin: Winterkeep Trial

Emotional Signature: DENIAL – Survival-Triggered False Reality

Conflict Level: High

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He approached me, slow.

Unsure.

Then shoved me.

Hard.

"You were supposed to forget this!" he shouted.

"I built walls! I erased this file! I locked this away!"

I caught my balance.

Stared at him.

Then asked, quietly:

"Why?"

He laughed.

Bitter.

Almost broken.

"Because the first person you ever killed wasn't the enemy. It was Mira.

And it wasn't an accident."

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My stomach twisted.

Memory came back in flashes:

Mira, slipping on the ledge.

Me, holding her hand.

Her weight dragging me down.

My knife in my belt.

My choices:

Cut the weight, or fall with her.

I—

I had cut the rope.

But I told myself she slipped.

That the wind tore us apart.

That I couldn't hold her any longer.

But that was a lie.

A crafted survival script.

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> [Denial Core Unlocked – Event Confirmed: First Kill Logged Under False Flag]

Emotional Sync Required

Option A: Reinforce Lie – Reject the memory, keep stability

Option B: Accept Truth – Integrate trauma, risk emotional collapse

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I looked at the younger me.

He was shaking.

Not from cold.

From the weight.

The one I'd left behind.

The guilt.

The choice.

The truth.

I knelt.

"I know why you did it," I whispered.

"I forgive you."

He flinched.

Tears filled his eyes.

But he didn't vanish.

He merged.

Into me.

Like a hand slipping back into a forgotten glove.

And for the first time since Winterkeep—

I felt whole.

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> [Fragment 4 / 13 Resolved – "DENIAL"]

Trait Gained: "Mirror Core" – Kai now resists mental falsification and illusion-based trauma. Can extract truth from corrupted memories of others.

Soul Integrity: -3% (Remaining: 20%)

System Note: Kai's Core Stabilized – Prototype Emotion Integration: 1/3 Complete

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The snow faded.

The bodies vanished.

The cold withdrew like a curtain finally drawn shut.

And the door… closed behind me.

This time, I heard a click.

Not like a lock.

Like a journal being shut.

Chapter done.

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Back in the circle.

Four doors now still.

Nine pulsed.

One throbbed in eerie green.

OBEDIENCE.

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> [Next Door Opening: 5 / 13 – "Obedience"]

Zone: M011 – "Stained Chain Compound"

Subject: Order Execution // Authority Conflict // System Override

Emotional Signature: Blind Trust in a False Superior