Chapter 136: The Fragmented Memory
Adam stood silently at the back of the grand hall, a ghostly figure rendered transparent in this dimensional memory fragment.
His form flickered faintly, unable to interact with anything or anyone in the scene unfolding before him.
He knew this was not reality but a mere projection of events that had already occurred—a haunting echo of the past.
Yet, witnessing it all made his chest tighten with a deep sorrow. His helplessness weighed heavily on him; he could do nothing but observe.
In the center of the hall, Uv1 glared defiantly at his father, Pratham, his eyes blazing with determination. "I know you won’t act," he said, his voice firm and resolute. "So I will stand for our people and do what must be done."
Pratham remained silent, his face stoic yet betraying faint traces of sadness and concern.
Mikasa, standing nearby, seemed equally taken aback, her piercing gaze shifting uneasily between her eldest son and her husband.
The tension was palpable, rippling through the vast hall like an electric current.
Adam’s attention was suddenly drawn to the large, ornate doors at the far end of the chamber.
Slowly, they creaked open, revealing two figures stepping inside. They were clad in dark green suits that shimmered under the hall’s ethereal lights.
Their helmets were sleek, with opaque visors that glowed faintly white, concealing their faces entirely. A brilliant beam of light emanated from the chest plates of their suits, casting eerie shadows on the walls.