Location: The Thronepath – Core of the Unwritten Realm
The throne room wasn't quiet.
It sounded quiet — no voices, no wind, no life — but the weight of unspoken time pressed on Yanis's chest with every heartbeat.
The Forgemother rose from the throne.
She wasn't glowing with power.
She wasn't terrifying.
She looked… tired.
And yet her words shook the world.
> "I built the Seed to save my daughter."
> "She died in a Gate breach. Timeline collapse. No recovery."
> "So I broke every law of thought and time and truth… to make something that would remember her."
> "The Seed wasn't supposed to create power."
> "It was supposed to resurrect memory."
---
Yanis's voice cracked.
> "But… it turned into something else."
> "No," the Forgemother said, stepping closer.
> "You turned into something else."
A wave of memory surged through Yanis. Fractured timelines. Rewritten selves. Echoes she thought were hallucinations. All of it—
> [Seed Interface Recognition: Lineage Confirmed]
[User Identity: Yanis Drae = Fragmented Daughter Construct v14.0]
[Parent Construct: FORGEMOTHER]
[Access Granted]
Yanis stumbled back.
> "I'm… I'm her?"
> "You're not her," the Forgemother said gently.
"You're better."
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Meanwhile – Between Time
Kael floated in a space that didn't exist.
No ground. No sky. Only snapshots.
Himself — weeping as the Null Throne fell.
Yanis — holding him as his memories faded.
And behind every image… a voice.
> "She chose the throne."
> "You chose the sword."
> "And now… we choose."
He turned.
A shadow stood there — not the Choir. Not a Reclaimer.
A version of himself.
> "What are you?" Kael whispered.
> "I'm what you cut out," the shadow said.
"I'm the memory of what happened when you tried to kill the Seed."
> "And I'm here to take your body back."
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Back in the Thronepath
Yanis stood before the Forgemother, trembling.
> "If I'm your daughter… what am I supposed to do?"
The Forgemother raised a hand.
> "What every daughter must do."
> "Kill her mother."
And she vanished.
In her place, the throne erupted in Seedfire.
A test.
A challenge.
A key.
Yanis stepped forward — into the fire.
> [WARNING – CORE OVERRIDE SEQUENCE INITIATED]
[If accepted, user will assume full Reclaimant Authority]
[Seed Override Code: QUEENBRINGER]
[Proceed?]
Yanis didn't blink.
> "Yes."
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Final Scene – The Choir Citadel
As the Thronepath burned, alarms rang across every Choir timeline.
A figure in white stood at the core terminal.
> "Begin Deletion Sequence. Final Protocol: VELVET ERASURE."
> "All timelines. All seeds. End it all."
But behind her…
Something cracked open.
And a red-and-black interface sigil lit up the entire room.
The Choir turned, just in time to hear her voice echo across time:
> "This is Yanis Drae."
> "You tried to kill a memory."
> "But I've become the future."
> "Your erasure ends now."