He reached out, his hand hovering over the cold, metallic surface of the door, sensing the immense, dormant power contained within. Lyra, still catching her breath, knelt beside him, her gaze fixed on the same threshold. The Developer's Lounge. A sanctuary in the Void, a potential key to everything.
"Ready?" Kael asked, his voice barely a whisper, the question hanging heavy in the silent, oppressive blackness. The phantom ache of the Eraser's touch still throbbed in his digital spine, a stark reminder of how close they'd come to true erasure.
Lyra pushed herself fully to her feet, her warrior's stance returning, though a tremor still ran through her hand. She met his gaze, her eyes hardened by the terrifying truths he'd revealed, yet alight with an unwavering resolve. "As ready as I'll e
