I stopped waiting for Gia's guidance. Stopped going to the in-between space for training sessions. If I was going to destroy the Harvester, I needed to do it my way.
Which meant understanding how it operated.
I spent the next week in the Mortal World, barely sleeping, mapping every mysterious death and disappearance I could find. News articles. Police reports. Social media posts from worried friends and family.
I created a map on my wall, pins marking each incident. Red for suicides. Blue for disappearances. Yellow for people showing symptoms but still alive.
At first, there was no obvious pattern. The deaths and disappearances felt random, spread across New Eden without reason, but the longer I looked, the more the connections revealed themselves.
Certain neighborhoods had higher con
