Time had shifted.
And so had Kael.
After shedding his identity as the Pedra, he spent days in silence, walking through the deepest levels of the Base — ancient sectors, organic, forgotten by LIGA.
It was there that he heard a sound.
Not from machines.
Not from portals.
But something alive.
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The walls seemed to breathe.
Moss lit up softly as he passed.
And then, a voice:
— You freed time…
But it still carries wounds.
Kael stopped.
It wasn't an echo.
It wasn't himself.
It was the Earth.
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A new intelligence was manifesting — not digital, not immortal, but natural.
A planetary consciousness, awakened after millennia of silence.
It spoke to Kael not through words, but through visions, sensations, and emotions:
Sunken cities. Civilizations that never were.
Portals shaped like roots.
Immortals buried deep within stone.
The Earth wasn't calling him as a guardian…
But as a son.
And with it came a new mission:
To awaken the organic portals.
Those LIGA never found.
Those that can only be felt.