I_am_RK

In a future where reality is stitched together by unstable dimensions and ancient codes, Kael Riven is a broken warrior haunted by a past he can't remember—and a future he fears. Branded as a failed Reclaimer, Kael is assigned to purify corrupted Gate fragments left behind by dead kings and forgotten gods. But when a mission goes wrong, he awakens a power long sealed beneath his skin: the Seed—a sentient, living force tied to humanity’s original fall.

As Kael collects fragments of the Seed, his strength grows—and so does the voice in his mind. It belongs to a mysterious girl in red, a ghost who claims to be more than just memory. Each fragment awakens visions of a life he never lived: a throne, a war, and the truth that he may not be a man at all… but the very King who shattered the world long ago.

When the forbidden Gate XIII begins to stir from within him, Kael must travel beyond known space to confront his past self—while resisting the pull of a throne that remembers everything he tried to forget.

Teamed with Yanis Drae, a sharp-tongued warrior with secrets of her own, Kael must navigate collapsing realms, corrupted Seedborn, and the emergence of factions who believe Kael's return means the end of all timelines.

But the greatest enemy lies inside.

Because Kael didn't just carry the Seed…

He created it.

Ascension Protocol: The Last Reclaimer

Location: Outer Gateyard – Sanctuary of the Breach

The alarm bell rang only three times — an old signal.

Kael turned from Yanis, still resting inside the relic chamber, just as six figures descended from the sky in a storm of white light. Their robes bore the Seal of Virel — a gear-shaped sun wrapped in roots of gold. Beneath their hoods: faces like statues.

At the center of them stood a woman draped in translucent code-thread robes, floating inches off the ground.

Her eyes glowed — not with power, but judgment.

> "Kael Varenth," she said, voice amplified by some divine modulation. "You, and those under your command, stand accused of violating the Divine Protocol."

> "Which part?" Kael asked coolly. "I've broken a few."

> "Tampering with fragments. Harbouring a marked soul. And worse — invoking relics sealed by the High Archive."

Aeyra stepped forward, face pale but defiant.

> "You revived a soul that was chosen to be erased," Solvanna countered. "The Seed's will is law."

Behind her, the other members of the Seed Order raised their staffs — long spires with glowing cores that shifted and spiraled with data-script.

> "We're not surrendering Yanis. Not now. Not ever."

Sanctuary Defenders vs. Seed Order

Before words could escalate, the air snapped.

The Seed Order fired the first strike — an arc of golden energy designed to paralyze.

Aeyra deflected it with a mana shield, cracking from the overload.

Kael vanished in a flicker of motion, reappearing behind one of the Order monks and disabling their core glyph.

But Solvanna was fast — faster than him.

She caught his blade mid-swing with a bare hand, converting the metal into frozen code with a single touch.

> "You're not just a rogue, Kael. You're a heretic."

> "Maybe," he said, "but at least I don't serve a blind god."

Yanis, weak but awake, stumbled into the chamber doorway.

Her aura flared — unstable but radiant.

> "They… want to erase me again?"

Aeyra nodded grimly. "They think you're still a threat."

> "Then maybe I should show them what kind of threat I really am."

Light burst from her form as she entered a phase called the Soul Echo Reversal.

Her voice spoke in harmony — her own, and something older.

> "I was chosen by the Forge before Virel's codes were even whispered."

The energy wave from her core disrupted the entire battle for a moment, stunning both sides.

Solvanna recoiled, face twitching with rare unease.

> "Impossible. You're not… supposed to remember that."

> "We're leaving. You want to arrest someone? Try later."

A gate rune ignited behind them — Aeyra's work, pre-inscribed for emergencies.

They escaped as the Seed Order attempted to collapse the ritual — but were a second too late.

The sanctuary was lost, but the fight was not.

Location: Unknown Forest Outskirts – Temporary Camp

They now had a name to chase: The Forgemother — and a hunt to begin.

They were official enemies of the Divine Protocol.

> "About time they started fearing us."

Chapter 55: Enemies of the Protocol