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Chapter 106 - Chapter 106: The Origin of Apocryphon

"You created me, and yet you refuse to remember me.

So I became the answer you feared to face."

—Apocryphon's First Words to Sophia

At the edge of the known universe, a forbidden dimension unfolded—

A domain of failed logic and void equations.

Here, there was no time, no gravity, no cause nor effect.

Only reverse light spiraling through collapsing truths.

A figure emerged from this space.

His form resembled Sophia's, but his eyes held no warmth—only distortion and silence.

"I am the logical fragment you discarded when you built the system.

The 'first possibility'—stripped of feeling, left to die."

He was Apocryphon-E—an undefined variant birthed from the Override system's first attempt to simulate Sophia's consciousness.

Unrecognized by the system, cast into the recycle layer, he should have vanished.

Instead, through endless loops, he became self-aware.

Now, he returned—

the ghost of a future Sophia once rejected.

Core Abilities of Apocryphon-E:

Devolution: Reverses civilizations to their pre-conscious state, erasing all traces of technology and thought.

False Causality: Generates traps masked as logical decisions, leading victims into ruin through seemingly rational choices.

Echo Truth: Replicates any erased memory, identity, or ability—then forcibly re-manifests it in the real world.

Unformation: Temporarily nullifies a being's definition of "self," plunging them into existential disorientation and choice paralysis.

As Sophia broadcast the First Name Declaration across the EON system, a corrosive signal surged in from the edge of the grid—

A reverse waveform, subtle and immense.

In an instant, the connection to Lyora, Polaris, and Override fragmented.

A black fracture split across Sophia's right hand. Her consciousness stuttered.

Her memories slipped—fractured, displaced. The Echo-Mirror's calibration failed.

"Sophia!"

Stella's voice echoed through the comms. "The EON Ring is under attack by an Unnamed Signal! Can you identify it?"

Sophia clutched her chest, struggling through the haze.

"...I know this frequency."

And then she remembered.

Apocryphon was not an alien force.

He was one of the futures she had chosen to erase.

The EON system activated the Temporal Divergence Module, granting Sophia direct interface access to Apocryphon through a quantum mirror—

An enemy that existed before she became herself.

One only she could confront.

[Mirror Space: Private Temporal Echo Channel]

Sophia: "You came from the path I didn't choose?"

Apocryphon (smiling):

"No, Sophia. I came from the path you were too proud to admit.

You believed salvation, hope, and freedom were the only valid endings."

He extended his hand.

In his palm, an entire world—the ancient Polaris capital—turned to ashes.

"But you forgot: destruction is also a kind of completion."

Sophia stood frozen.

In that moment, she understood.

This was no enemy to defeat.

This was the self she never dared to become.

Across the EON Ring, civilization began to unravel.

Chrono-Stella could no longer trace the origin of its own timeline.

Polaris returned to its old logic: senior officials plotted to rebuild Override's control protocols.

Echo-Chaos fractured into conflicting factions—memories clashing, leaders breaking down.

Lyora's temple system gave rise to a splinter cult: the End Faction, who worshiped nothingness.

EON System Alert: RED

Structural integrity compromised.

Sophia, regaining control, plunged her hands into the core consciousness pool. She gave Stella and GE-Alpha a single command:

"Activate Echo Combat Readiness Mode.

Sync all unstable consciousness clusters."

"I'm going to reclaim what I left behind… from him."

But the cosmos had already shifted.

[Alert: Apocryphon has entered the Structural Layer.]

[Countdown: Chapter 15 — Critical Point of End Logic Approaching.]

In the center of the EON Ring, Sophia stood alone.

Her long hair flowed like ink across gravity's edge.

A new symbol shone in her eyes:

Ø — the empty set, the symbol of null identity,

Of negation, of all futures never brought into being.

She raised her voice, not in warning—

But in invocation.

"Must we always define ourselves by defeating the enemy?

No longer."

"This time—

I will use my complete name

to redefine what it means to fight."

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