When we returned to the Academy, the sky had changed.
The stars spun in unnatural patterns. Wards failed without warning. And everywhere, people dread of the golden figure.
The Conclave demanded answers. I gave them a choice: fight the future—or change it.
They didn’t like either.
Lilith t in the library that night. "You’re different now."
I nodded. "The First Fla... it didn’t just give power. It gave permission."
"To do what?"
"To stop being the Architect."
Her eyes narrowed. "What does that an?"
I raised my hand. The Heart Shard floated above my palm—then shattered.
Not in anger.
In choice.
I wasn’t going to fix the cycle.
I was going to break it.
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