Remedy sat cross-legged in her room, her body still, her breathing slow and controlled. Her awareness sank inward, deep into her soul space, examining every fluctuation carefully. But within seconds, her calm broke.
A faint distortion pulsed through her soul.
Her eyes snapped open, a frown forming immediately. The sensation hadn't been subtle. It was aggressive, unstable, and growing worse with each passing moment. She could feel it clearly now.
"It's mutating… faster again."
The words left her lips quietly, but her tone carried weight. She didn't want to believe it, yet the truth was impossible to ignore. Her soul was changing at a rate she could barely keep up with.
Each regression had left fragments behind.
Each restart, each death, each return… pieces of her past selves had merged into her current existence. At first, it had been manageable. Even useful. But over time, those fragments had begun to clash.
Now, they were evolving.
