I sat there in the empty room. Staring
At the door
I stared at it long after it closed, as if it might reopen if I waited long enough. The space she had occupied still felt warm, still felt heavy. The air hadn't settled. It refused to.
My throat tightened.
"Qyra…"
The name slipped out again, quieter this time. Saying it felt wrong and right all at once, like touching an old wound without remembering how it formed. My head throbbed as if the word itself had struck something buried too deep to surface.
The Stasis Field Gurney hummed beneath me, the harmonic lines pulsing faintly. The pressure holding me down adjusted, subtle but firm, reacting to the shift in my vitals. I hadn't moved much, not really, yet the machine responded as though I had tried to break free.
I frowned
"I didn't…" I muttered, then stopped.
I flex my fingers. The field resisted, a soft wall of invisible force pressing back. Not painful. Just absolute pressure. The moment my muscles tensed, a faint ripple of energy skated across the surface of the cot, blue white and gone in an instant.
Somewhere, a scanner beep.
I felt it then. Not sound. Not sight. A sensation like gravity shifting sideways. My pulse quickened, not from fear but from something closer to awareness, Instink. The room wasn't just watching me.
It was listening.
I turned my head toward the observation window. The glass reflected my face back at me, pale, unfamiliar. My eyes lingered there, searching the shadows beyond. I didn't see anyone, yet the certainty settled in his chest like a weight,pressing down.
Someone was there, but who?
Beyond the glass, the facility crack.
Readings spiked across multiple systems at once, subtle enough to avoid alarms but sharp enough to draw attention. Harmonic patterns fluctuated, then stabilized, then fluctuated again. The kind of behavior that made experienced operators uneasy. Some panicked.
Down the corridor, the Aurelion Ruler slowed her steps.
She had been following the anomaly trail for minutes now. Pulse fluctuations. Shard agitation. Resonance bleed where none should exist. The data didn't scream danger, but it whispered something worse.
The system said one word.
Returned
She stopped.
Her gaze lifted, locking onto the medical wing ahead. She had a suppision of who might this person be but still unsure if her suppision is true.
The air fell deferent, Dencer She couldn't explain it, not in terms that would satisfy a report, but instinct had kept her alive long enough to trust it. Something important was behind those doors. She hesitated.
And someone else was already there.
Her eyes narrowed.
Instructor-grade containment fields. Union-level security. And standing just beyond the glass.
Qyra.
The sight hit her harder than the readings.
Qyra didn't loiter. She didn't observe without reason. If she was here, then whatever lay on the other side of that glass wasn't just an anomaly. Must be something far dangerous.
It was personal.
The Aurelion Ruler felt a faint prickle along her skin, her own resonance stirring in response. She watched Qyra's posture, the stillness, the tension held tight beneath discipline.
Qyra was bracing.
That realization sent a chill through her.
Inside the room, I inhaled sharply.
The pressure in my chest spiked, then eased. His heart hammered, each beat echoed by the soft pulse of the cot. The harmonic lines brightened, then dimmed again, like the machine was correcting itself around him.
I squeezed my eyes shut.
Fragments brushed the edges of his mind. A voice calling my name. A battlefield washed in light. A promise spoken with too much certainty and not enough time.
They slipped away before I could grasp them.
I opened my eyes again, breathing hard.
"I didn't break anything," I said aloud, to the empty room. The words felt like a defense, though I didn't know what I was defending myself from.
A shadow shifting.
His gaze sharpened.
The Aurelion Ruler stepped closer to the glass, careful to keep her presence contained. She didn't want to alert him yet. Not until she was certain.
Her eyes flicked to the displays lining the wall.
Through the one-way glass, she saw only a restrained man and the silence he left behind.
Tier VII resonance. Stabilized but active. Void-adjacent harmonics confirmed.
That is Veyr's fingerprint. No one else fits. Not statistically. Not historically. Not mythically.She Said
Her breath slowed.
So it's true.
Fifteen years of silence. Fifteen years of absence.
And now this.
Her attention returned to Qyra, to the way the instructor hadn't taken her eyes off the room even after leaving it. To the way Qyra's hand hovered near the console, not touching, not intervening.
Like she was afraid of what might happen if she did.
Qyra left the room to protect herself, stayed outside to protect Veyr, and was discovered by me because she couldn't completely let go.
The Aurelion Ruler felt it then. Clear and unmistakable.
This wasn't just a return.
This was a convergence.
She straightened, resolve settling into place. Whatever had awakened in that room was tied to Qyra, to the past, to promises that should have stayed buried.
It's better to not mention Veyr's name
Out loudly,She muttered quietly to Qyra.
Qyra did not nood nor turn around.
The Aurelion ruler did not question. She just stand there along with Qyra.
The person who taught me how to survive has returned… and the world isn't ready.She muttered
I'm afraid to what might happen,
If Veyr, regain he's memories and sees The world that he onces protects for years.
And Knowing
Sister Seren Sacrifice
And Astra's Betrayal,
The two childhood friends that grow up with him, That's he considered a family than a friend.
Inside the Cot
The air vibrated faintly, like a held breath. I couldn't see anyone, but I knew that eyes were on me. Not hostile. Not yet. But sharp. Measuring.
I didn't remember who I was.
I didn't remember what I'd done.
But as the cot hummed beneath me and the lights pulsed in quiet synk, one certainty crystallized in my mind, cold and undeniable.
The moment Qyra walked out, the world didn't let him rest.
It noticed him.
And somewhere beyond the glass, a ruler had just realized why.