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Chapter 14 - C 1.1.1.2 – The Broken March (Tec’Misk’s Instability)

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Part I – The Glitch of Days

Where A'Xarch enjoyed perfect repetition, Tec'Misk suffered fractured echoes.

Days replayed, but incompletely:

A soldier killed in one loop would live in the next, but sometimes without memories.

Cities half-burned remained scarred in subsequent cycles, though they should have been restored.

Births occurred twice, sometimes creating "duplicates" — children who both existed and didn't.

The world itself seemed inconsistent, as though reality was patched together hastily.

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Part II – Kael's Obsession

Kael, already a paranoid leader, became consumed by this phenomenon.

He ordered his scientists to build Reality Recorders, massive machines that imprinted every moment onto crystal archives.

The archives revealed horrors:

Armies that fought battles that never happened.

Citizens who appeared in one recording and were absent in another.

Buildings collapsing in one version of reality yet standing untouched in another.

Kael declared:

> "We are not mad. The world is."

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Part III – The Birth of Paradox Weapons

Out of this chaos came innovation.

Engineers discovered that paradox energy — the unstable residue left when two contradictory timelines overlapped — could be harnessed.

Weapons were built:

Chrono-Rifles that erased targets by unraveling their local time.

Anchor Shields that froze small pockets of reality, making them immune to distortions.

Paradox Engines that fueled entire cities on the energy of contradiction.

But every use of these tools further destabilized Tec'Misk, amplifying the fractures.

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Part IV – Kael's Whisper

As madness spread, Kael turned tyrant.

> "If reality itself is broken, then only we may command it. There is no truth but the one we forge."

His armies marched under this creed.

Some worshiped him as a savior, believing he could fix time. Others called him a devil, for each invention deepened the distortions.

But one truth was certain: Tec'Misk would never again trust the fabric of reality.

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