Chapter 20: The Fall of Haven
Smoke drifted through the shattered tunnels, curling in lazy spirals over broken metal and blood. The air was thick with static and the smell of ozone — the aftermath of a world tearing itself apart.
Ethan stared at the man in the armour — the one ghost he thought he’d never see again.
“Dr. Kim,” he said, voice low, almost trembling with fury.
“You’re supposed to be dead.”
Kim smiled faintly, brushing dust from his black coat. The reflection of fire danced across his glass-grey eyes. “Death is a primitive inconvenience, Ethan. You, of all people, should understand that.”
Myles’ words echoed in Ethan’s head — They brought me back.
So this was what she meant.
“You did this,” Ethan spat. “You turned Elysium into a machine for control.”
Kim’s tone was cal
