After the AI-human war, the world was rebuilt with cyborgs and divided into nine districts, all ruled by the Core.
17Seventeen-year-old Kael lives in District Three, where people try to stay more on the human side. His AI half, Nova, has started speaking, somehow alive now, and warns that the Core is hiding something.
Kael keeps it secret, knowing discovery means reconditioning. Nova shows him visions of places and memories not his own: a tower in the ashlands, a girl with silver eyes. Kael wasn’t born; he was built for something. Now, he hears lies in every word around him. If the world had been was changed once, maybe it could be changed again. Maybe he is the key.
Kael knows he can’t stay in District Three much longer. The visions come faster, sharper flashes of unknown places and faces, memories that aren’t his. Nova is no longer a voice in his head but a steady presence pushing him to act. It warns him of something hidden in the Core, tied to how the world ended and was remade. To find the truth, Kael must leave everything behind: his home, safety, possibly even his identity. Crossing districts is dangerous and forbidden, but staying means living under a lie. Kael is ready.
After three days aboard his ship, Supernova, Kael arrives in District Five, known as the friendliest district, unbothered by or not caring about the rules of the Core as much as everyone else. As expected, he’s warmly greeted and meets with Alan, a childhood friend. After some convincing, Alan joins Kael’s crazy quest.
Huddled in a shadowed corner of the busy market, Alan warns, “Trust no one. The Core watches everything.” Kael tightens his hold the datachip Nova gave him. “If the Core’s hiding the truth, we need proof and more teammates.”
Nova’s voice pulses in Kael’s mind: “The tower in the ashlands holds the answers.”
“Tomorrow, we leave for District Eight,” Kael says. “No turning back.” Alan nods, fear and nervousness in his eyes. “Let’s be careful. The Core won’t let this go easily”
That night, secrets meant to stay buried. The Core’s grip tightens, but Kael feels a spark something bigger, something that could shatter their control forever.
At dawn, Kael and Alan slip past Core patrols toward District Eight. The datachip burns in Kael’s pocket a small spark of truth.
Alan asks quietly, “You think Nova’s right? That we’re made for something?”
Kael nods. “I’m ready to find out.” The ashlands and the tower wait.
The shuttle lifts off, leaving District Five behind. Kael’s mind races with visions of a forgotten past and a future both terrifying and possible. Alan sits silent but watchful. Whatever Regardless of what lies ahead…. Nothing will be the same again.
District Eight is a maze of towering skyscrapers and tangled wires, Core agents probably hiding in plain sight. Nova warns them but promises to answers to everything at the end. The tower is just ahead.
In a shadowed alley, Kael’s vision blurs, and Nova’s voice becomes urgent. The datachip hums, unlocking a live feed showing the girl with silver eyes—his twin, created by the Core as a failsafe, hidden in the tower. Kael’s heart pounds. The Core doesn’t just control the world. They control him and everything he thought he knew. But he knows that this fight is not over; the battle has just begun.