Juvy's face was everywhere.
Screens in border towns.
Holo-billboards in ruined cities.
Wrist feeds in bunkers.
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A bounty followed her name.
Refugees hid her under cloaks and ash.
She hated that more than the bullets.
"I didn't ask for this," she whispered.
A man replied, "We didn't ask for heroes either."
Dustfall held its first court.
Not in a hall.
In the open square.
Chains hung from poles.
Two men knelt.
They'd sold refugees to labs.
Maxruell stood above them.
"You broke my law," he said.
One cried.
One cursed.
Maxruell closed his eyes.
The shadows moved.
They died fast.
The crowd cheered.
Then went quiet.
Because cheering felt wrong.
Even when it worked.
Juvy's group reached a burned forest.
Glass trees from old bomb heat.
They made camp.
She couldn't sleep.
She kept seeing the soul in her hand.
Kept hearing it scream.
Serah appeared beside the fire.
"You crossed the threshold," she said.
Juvy didn't look up.
"I don't want to be him."
Serah knelt.
"Then don't rule.
Lead."
"By killing?"
"By choosing who gets to live."
Juvy stood.
"I choose everyone."
Serah smiled sadly.
"Then Cain will choose for you."
Maxruell dreamed of a throne made of bones.
Juvy sat beside it.
Not alive.
Not dead.
He woke up punching the wall.
Blood ran from his knuckles.
"Not you," he whispered.
The stone pulsed.
Only one can carry both worlds.
The government deployed the Glass Fleet.
White ships.
Transparent hulls.
They didn't bomb.
They took.
Cities vanished into crystal domes.
One of them rose in Juvy's path.
A shining trap.
Serah stood on a ridge.
"There it is," she said.
"The City of Glass."
Juvy stared at it.
"What happens inside?"
Serah's voice was almost kind.
"They decide who deserves a soul."
Dustfall rebelled again.
A district refused Red King law.
Maxruell went alone.
A boy held a knife.
"You killed my dad."
Maxruell froze.
"Why?"
"He was a gang runner."
Maxruell looked at the knife.
At the boy.
At his hands.
He stepped back.
"I didn't know he had you."
The boy lunged.
Maxruell caught the blade.
Didn't kill him.
Shadows pulled the boy away.
People saw it.
For the first time They saw hesitation.
Whispers spread:
He can stop.
That was dangerous.
Juvy stood at the edge of the Glass City.
Refugees begged her not to go in.
"If you go, you won't come back," a woman cried.
Juvy looked at the glowing walls.
"I already didn't."
She walked forward.
The glass swallowed her.
Inside Light had weight.
And screams had echo.
Mother Cain closed her eyes.
"Now," she said,
"the lesson begins."