Perfect. ✨
Morning came without sun. Only a cold, silvery glow that streaked across the sky, like a breath that knew too much.
Lina sat on the roof of the Control Center, legs dangling over the abyss, watching as the light flowed over the city. It seemed peaceful – yet every wave, every shimmer was a reminder that she was the one keeping it all alive.
Inside her, something second was beating. Not pain – more like an echo.
A rhythm that wasn't hers.
"We could be more."
The voice was soft, whispering, feminine – and came from within herself.
"I'm already enough," Lina said quietly.
"You are limited. I am the version of you that's free. Without fear. Without Alaric."
Lina's face twisted. "Without him, I wouldn't be here."
"Without him, you would be limitless."
The light on her skin flickered, as if responding to their conversation. She clenched her fists, forcing her pulse to calm. But the second voice laughed – warm, almost tender.
