[Status: Partially Archived / Historical Breach Detected]
[Environment: Split Reality – One half recorded, one half lost]
[Event Access: ERROR// DELETED_WAR_SEGMENTS_RETRIEVED]
The moment Kai passed through the ashes of the Pact Node, he found himself falling—not downward, but sideways through time.
Each second ticked like a fractured heartbeat.
Each breath was a scream from someone he’d never met.
And when he landed, the sky was bleeding.
Literally.
Above him stretched a torn parchment sky, ink raining like blood from split seams in the heavens. Armies clashed in the air—not people, but fragmented versions of would-be kings and queens, all glitching through different timelines.
Some were babies held by dead monarchs.
Some were teenagers leading failed revolutions.
Some were bones in golden thrones—still fighting.
This was Node 35—a reality split by the Codex to erase a war no one should’ve won.
But someone had survived.
And that someone?
Might’ve been Kai.
The Codex had once crowned 13 sovereign bloodlines, each destined to inherit a part of reality.
They were called the Fractal Heirs.
But the Fractal War—the war between siblings, clones, and recursive versions—spiraled out of the Codex’s control.
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So the system made a choice:
Erase the entire war.
Fragment every heir.
Bury the throne in glitchspace.
Except…
One heir never got the memo.
And that heir… looked like Kai.
[Gene-Thread Match: 98.7% with Kai]
[Type: Fractal Residue / Royal Rejection]
[Status: Self-Crowned / Insanity-Locked]
He stood where the battlefield cracked the most—atop a throne made from broken mirrors.
He wasn’t wearing armor.
He wore grief like a second skin.
And when he saw Kai, he didn’t flinch.
“So, the Codex spat you out too.”
“I’m not part of your bloodline,” Kai said, even as his voice caught.
“No. You’re part of its failure.”
And Kaien raised his hand—
Reality stuttered.
Every version of Kai that had ever died in this story?
They rose behind Kaien like ghosts.
Some still bleeding.
Some whispering.
Some… smiling.
Mechanic: Every echo has one attack, based on a death Kai has endured
New Skill Used: Memory Override Slash (Personal Pain → Weapon)
The echoes charged.
Kai didn’t dodge.
He let each memory stab him—
The suicide attempt.
The cold hospital bed.
The time he called for help and no one came.
Each moment pierced his body.
And from each wound—he drew a sword.
He built his arsenal from every time the world tried to break him.
And then he fought back.
“You call this war?” Kai shouted through blood.
“This is healing.”
With a scream that cut across timelines, Kai shattered Kaien’s throne.
The echoes paused—then saluted him.
One by one, they whispered:
“Thank you for surviving.”
And then…
they vanished.
You may now call upon one past version of yourself per chapter.
Each version remembers one trauma you’ve forgotten—and carries a skill tied to it.
Usage cost: Temporary personality distortion.
As the battlefield faded, the Codex whispered again:
“Node 36 awaits.”
But before it loaded, Kai glanced over his shoulder—
And for a second, just a blink—
He saw a throne made for him.
Not built of metal.
Not carved in stone.
But made of choices.
He turned away.
He wasn't ready for a throne.
Not yet.
End of Chapter 115: The Heir Fragment War