Chapter 250 — The First Divide
It didn't happen suddenly. There was no moment where everything stopped and changed. No visible fracture across the sky. No signal that told people—This is where things split. But the divide formed anyway. Quietly. In choices.
In the eastern city—The broken wall still stood. Uneven. Unstable. Untouched. Not because it couldn't be fixed. Not because it had to remain that way. But because people disagreed.
"…We're wasting time." The voice came sharp. Impatient. A man stepped forward. Not one of the original group. Different. "…We already know what works."
He placed his hand on the stone. For a moment—Nothing happened. Then—The surface shifted. Subtle. Barely visible. But enough. The cracks tightened. The edges aligned. Stability returned. Not fully. But enough.
