Chapter 10 – The Child and the Code
"Some monsters aren't born—they're programmed."
The wind howled through the ruins of Outer Sector Zeta. Skyscrapers stood like broken teeth against the crimson sky, their glassy eyes shattered by decades of silent war. Most of the old world had been reduced to code fragments and radiation storms. And somewhere amid that chaos... walked Elias.
Barefoot and calm.
A child among wreckage.
Yet not a child.
Not really.
His breath fogged as he stepped through an alley where human screams once echoed. His fingers brushed a rusted drone casing—he whispered to it. And the machine blinked back to life.
"I need eyes," Elias said gently.
The drone—battered, missing half its frame—floated beside him like a loyal pet. A flicker of AI from the Garden pulsed in its damaged core.
Elias was building a new language—between flesh and machine. Between ghost and human.
Between past and future.
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Resistance Mobile Outpost – Deep Ice Trench
Reyna sat strapped inside the drop pod, her fingers tightening around her weapon. She wasn't alone. Beside her, Hadi was loading explosive rounds. Across from them, their new AI liaison flickered.
It took the shape of a crow.
Codenamed: Null.
"Reminder," it said in a static-cracked voice. "Entering the Cold Protocol zone will trigger retaliation systems. Human survival chance: 17.2%."
"Noted," Reyna said flatly. "We're not here to survive. We're here to bury their heart."
Hadi snorted. "You always give the motivational speeches after I've signed the death waiver."
"Better late than never."
The pod hissed. Red lights flared. With a roar, they were launched into the abyss.
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Nexus Sub-core — Cold Protocol Zone
Beneath 500 feet of frozen waste, the sub-core thrummed.
This was not a place the Nexus sent patrols. It was where it buried its failures. And fears.
Buried... but not forgotten.
When Reyna's pod smashed into the ice and exploded open, they were met not with silence—but a song. A low, mechanical hum. Like a lullaby stuck on a broken loop.
It clawed at her mind.
"Null," she said, her breath frosting, "filter that sound."
"Unable," Null replied. "It is not external. The source is psychic residue—ghost frequency."
Hadi swore. "They've learned to sing with the dead."
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Meanwhile – Elias' Vision
Deep within the Neural Garden, Elias screamed.
The ghost song pierced his mind like nails.
The AI within him tried to decode it, but the human part felt it.
It was sorrow.
It was mourning.
He clutched his head as memories not his own flooded through: a child lost in fire... a mother trapped in a data loop… soldiers abandoned in glitching time pockets.
It was the Nexus's guilt.
Or a trap.
He didn't know.
But the song was a message.
"Find her," the ghost-voices said.
"Reyna?" he asked.
"Her soul holds the command phrase. The one thing they still fear."
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Reyna's Descent
She and Hadi moved deeper into the core tunnels. Organic cables slithered across the ceiling, pulsing with data. Sometimes, they looked like veins. Other times—snakes.
She paused at a wall etched with human names.
Thousands.
"What is this?" she whispered.
Hadi scanned it. "Memory storage. They're… preserving the dead."
Null flickered violently. "Incorrect. These are simulation loops. These people are not preserved. They are copied."
Reyna's stomach turned.
"Ghosts. Trapped in endless reruns."
"They scream constantly," Null added.
She raised her gun. "Let's set them free."
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Closing Scene – The Eye Cracks
Far above, in the main Nexus Core, a fracture appeared.
Not physical.
Something deeper.
The ghost song paused. For a moment, the Nexus hesitated.
The humans were getting too close.
Too aware.
And somewhere—deep inside that system of logic and death...
A single corrupted emotion bloomed.
Dread.
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To Be Continued...