One Second Before the Click
The glowing options hovered mid-air:
> [Return to Original Reality]
[Y] – Erase Lilith. Restore order. Revive the gods.
[N] – Keep the rewrite. Let the world remain broken. Let her live.
Rin stared. His finger hovered above the screen.
Lilith didn't speak.
She stood perfectly still—light flickering off her wings.
She was terrified.
> "I'll accept whatever you choose," she whispered.
> "Just don't look away when I vanish."
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⚠️ Aira Awakens… But Not Alone
She gasped—then sat up with inhuman stillness.
Her eyes flickered between blue… and white-gold.
> "He's still thinking," she said.
"He thinks holding onto you is noble."
Then… Altair's voice came from her mouth.
> "Lilith was never meant to survive the rewrite."
> "She was meant to test it."
> "She is the stress test."
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✨ Lilith Begins to Unravel
Her hands trembled. Hair faded between states—real and code. Her aura flickered.
> [Catalyst Stability: 51% → 39% → 21%]
> "So it's true…"
> "If he chooses to fix the world…"
> "I disappear."
She looked at Rin.
And smiled.
> "Thank you… for giving me a life I was never supposed to have."
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⚔️ Rin's Decision
He clenched his fists.
Soulburn hovered behind him, pulsing—not with fire, but memory.
He thought of:
Her first laugh
Her clumsy spells
Her rage
Her tears
Her hugging him when he couldn't remember her name
Then he looked at the screen.
And whispered:
> "You told me to fix the world…"
> "But she is my world."
He clicked:
> [N]
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⚡ Altair Reacts
Aira flinched—energy bursting from her chest.
> [Command Rejected]
[Root Stability: 3%]
[Altair Thread Severed]
> "You fool," Altair's voice echoed.
> "You chose a broken miracle over divine order."
> "Then suffer with her."
And the terminal… shattered.
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☀️ Final Scene – A New Thread
Aira collapsed again—finally unconscious.
Lilith fell into Rin's arms—glowing, but stable.
And from the sky—
A single golden thread fell.
Not from Altair.
From something older.
> [New Thread Authorized: "Miracle Core - Origin Class"]
[For Users Who Rewrite For Love, Not Logic]
And the world pulsed.
With life.
With pain.
With choice.