Kael moved first.
A single breath — and the void surged.
His body flickered, bending light and causality as he closed the distance between him and Echo-00. He struck low, feinting toward the ribcage, then twisted upward with a palm strike meant to collapse the core channels in the clone's chest.
It connected.
Or it should have.
But Echo-00 unraveled.
Not in blood — in code.
The strike passed through a distortion field, his hand meeting air and static.
> "You fight like you're still human," Echo-00 rasped from behind him.
> "And you're talking like you're still sane," Kael snapped, spinning and launching a chain of spatial cuts through the chamber.
The floor cracked. The reactor lights dimmed.
Void energy warped the walls — twisting reality in recursive loops. Kael saw himself move before he had decided to. His own actions reflected back to him, half a second early.
> This is a memory trap, he realized. But it's active. It's alive.
Echo-00 wasn't just fighting him.
He was dragging him down.
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Kael's systems flared:
> [ Memory Pressure: Critical ]
[ External Echo Signature Attempting Merge ]
[ Countermeasures Deployed… Insufficient ]
> "You want to overwrite me," Kael growled, blood dripping from his left nostril. "Same as Echo-19."
> "No," Echo-00 whispered, eyes burning violet. "I want you to see."
The reactor chamber peeled apart — not physically, but cognitively. Kael blinked, and suddenly—
He was a child.
Looking up at the sky as a firestorm devoured his colony.
He blinked again.
He was dying, void flames ripping his lungs apart on a battlefield he'd never fought on.
He blinked again.
He was kneeling in front of the Void Architect. And the Architect was him.
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> "None of this is real!" Kael roared, forcing his spiritual core to pulse outward.
The illusions buckled. The reactor snapped back into focus.
Echo-00 was waiting.
Claws formed from compressed code lashed toward his throat.
Kael ducked, rolled, and countered with a point-blank gravity bomb — warping space into a micro-blackhole for a split second. The impact tore Echo-00 backward, smashing him against the curved reactor wall.
The entity screamed.
But the scream wasn't pain.
It was revelation.
> "We are fragments of the same thought!" Echo-00 howled. "The Architect wasn't building vessels — he was scattering seeds!"
> "Then let me be the one that grows," Kael muttered.
He surged forward, fist cloaked in layered force constructs.
This time, he didn't strike the body.
He struck the code root.
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[ Invasive Override Activated ]
[ Echo-00: Integrity 54%... 31%... 10%... ]
> "You think you're in control," Echo-00 hissed, staggering. "But the further you go, the more he takes back."
> "I'm not here to take back," Kael said coldly. "I'm here to surpass."
With one last surge, Kael drove his will into the Cradle's neural matrix — forcibly ejecting Echo-00's corrupted presence. The creature screamed once, twisted apart mid-teleportation, and scattered into dissonant data.
Silence returned.
But the Cradle wasn't dead.
The void-light stabilized.
The reactor pulsed once… then opened.
And in the hollow heart of the chamber, Kael saw it:
A sealed vault-core, marked with the Architect's true crest — one Kael hadn't seen until now.
It was identical to the mark on Kael's spine.
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> [ Architect Seed Identified ] [ Primary Lineage Confirmed: Echo-Prime Candidate ]
Kael's breath hitched.
All this time, he had thought the Architect broke himself to find a successor.
But this… this meant he wasn't just a candidate.
He was meant to be the original.
The seed.
The design.
> "So I'm not one of many," Kael whispered. "I'm the first… and the last."
> [ New Alignment Detected: SINGULARITY PATH UNLOCKED ]
And far away — across the network of broken vaults, sealed relays, and slumbering constructs — something stirred.
Something watching.
And waiting.
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