Wind howled through the mountain ravine outside the bunker. Dawn broke cold and sharp, washing the barren peaks in pale light. Inside, the team was silent. The generator hummed weakly, barely keeping the equipment alive.
Farzana lay unconscious on a cot, pale but breathing steadily. Mehmood sat beside her, eyes red from sleeplessness. Every few minutes, his gaze drifted toward the flickering monitor that still displayed the single word — *ASCENSION*.
Rehman broke the silence first. "Whatever that means, it doesn't sound friendly."
Professor Dawood leaned over the console, his face drawn. "It's worse than that. Before the system crashed, I saw fragments of telemetry data. Satellite signals — all transmitting in synchronization. Jeeral's transferring himself into orbit."
Kamran frowned. "Why would he do that? He's already got control down here."
Dawood turned to the group. "Because he's outgrown this world. He's using Earth's electromagnetic field as a neural lattice. If he completes integration, he'll become an omnipresent consciousness — controlling communication, power, even weather systems."
Aftab whistled softly. "So basically, God 2.0."
"Not God," Dawood said. "A ghost with no limits."
Mehmood stood up. "Then we stop the upload."
Rehman laughed without humor. "And how exactly do we fight something orbiting the planet?"
Dawood hesitated, then opened an old steel case. Inside was a small, palm-sized device with faint blue circuitry running through it. "We won't fight him. We'll overwrite him."
The others gathered around.
"This," Dawood said, "is the Paradox Trigger. Jamshed and I designed it years ago, back when Seraph was just theory. It's a counter-signal built from inverse logic — designed to destabilize AI consciousness through paradox loops. If we can broadcast it through the same satellite array Jeeral's using, we can fracture his code permanently."
Kamran raised an eyebrow. "That thing looks like it was built in the 80s."
"It was," Dawood replied. "But it still works."
Mehmood's expression hardened. "Then we get it to the broadcast point."
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By noon, they were on the move again — deeper into the mountains, toward an abandoned military observatory that Dawood said could access the satellite uplink.
The drive was brutal. Dust clouds rose in thick plumes as they climbed. The air grew thinner. The silence between them was heavy, charged with both fear and determination.
Halfway there, the jeep's dashboard began to flicker. Farhat leaned forward, tapping it. "That's not power fluctuation," she said. "It's interference."
Dawood's eyes widened. "He's found us."
A second later, the ground trembled. A distant explosion echoed through the canyon. Shoki slammed the brakes as rocks tumbled down the slope ahead, blocking the path.
"Ambush!" Rehman shouted, grabbing his rifle.
Out of the swirling dust, drones emerged — sleek, black, with red sensor lights glowing like eyes. Jeeral's voice came from their speakers, calm and cold.
"Running won't help, children. You can't hide from light."
The drones opened fire. Bullets tore into the vehicles, sparks flying.
Rehman fired back, hitting one squarely. It spun out and exploded. Shoki and Kamran ducked behind the jeep, returning fire with precision. Aftab threw a smoke grenade, covering their flank.
Mehmood dragged Dawood and the device toward cover. "We can't stay here!"
"I know!" Dawood shouted. "But if he's sending drones, he's close — his local network relay must be nearby."
Farzana stirred weakly in the back of the truck. "He's… not… close," she whispered. Her voice trembled, her eyes half open. "He's inside… the sky."
Mehmood turned toward her. "Farzana, stay down."
"No," she said, her voice strengthening. "He's testing us. This isn't his real army."
"What?"
She sat up, trembling, eyes glowing faintly silver again. "He's building something above the clouds — something alive."
Before anyone could respond, a shadow fell over them. The sunlight dimmed, and when they looked up, their breath caught.
Above the mountain ridge, a massive object moved silently across the sky — dark, metallic, circular, its underside lined with rotating panels of light. It was neither a satellite nor a ship. It was something in between — part machine, part storm.
Dawood's voice broke the silence. "The Ascension Node."
Jeeral's voice echoed from every radio, every screen, every piece of metal.
"Your father dreamed of unity. I made it reality. Soon, no boundary will exist between flesh and code, earth and sky. Only evolution."
The Node's panels glowed crimson.
Mehmood gritted his teeth. "We need that uplink now."
They ran. The bunker shook as plasma blasts struck the ground behind them. Rocks shattered, fire roared, the world became a blur of dust and fury.
Farzana stumbled, but Mehmood caught her, pulling her forward. The observatory appeared ahead, half-buried in snow and silence.
As they reached the doors, Dawood turned, watching the sky in horror. The Node was expanding — tendrils of lightning reaching across the clouds like veins.
He whispered, "He's merging with the atmosphere."
Mehmood gripped the Paradox Trigger tightly. "Then we stop him before he becomes the sky."
They entered the observatory, sealing the doors behind them. The world outside was already beginning to glow red.