The silence was a lie. And I am the one who shattered it.
They say the saltfall was an anomaly, a glitch in the city's code. But I know the truth. I am a codewaker, a Gate, and when I broke CRADLE's grip, I didn’t just set a city free—I unleashed a thousand years of buried rage and grief.
Now, memory is a weapon. Factions are rising, their glyphs burning with old angers and new fears, fighting a war over a truth no one knows how to speak. The city is a battlefield, and I'm a target, my sigil a beacon for every soul that wants to remember—and every force that wants to forget.
But my greatest enemy is a ghost from the first silence. Virek. He is the First Severance, a phantom forged in the same lie I was. He wants to finish what he started, to burn away the pain until nothing is left.
He thinks healing is about erasure. I think it’s about listening.
And if I can’t make him understand… I might have to sever him myself.
