It was Saturday. For once, the world felt… quiet.

  Kai sat in his room, headset on, casually gaming with random players online. The sound of explosions and chatter filled the space, but his mind wasn’t fully there.

  Even while shooting digital enemies, his mind ran through plans, calculations, potential threats. Still — it was nice to feel normal for a few hours.

  Meanwhile — At the Mansion

  The atmosphere inside the villa was different. The group — Evan, Felix, Jonah, Iris — sat around the large living room, the television on but ignored.

  Iris glanced at the others, leaning forward.

  “Feels weird… not having him here.”

  Evan snorted.

  “What, you miss him already?”

  “Not like that,” Iris shot back, though her cheeks tinted red. “It’s just… He’s always around when something’s happening. Now it’s… too quiet.”

  Jonah shrugged, tossing a ball in the air.

  “Maybe he’s planning the next move. That guy’s head never stops.”

  Felix, seated at his usual spot with his laptop, spoke up.

  “Speaking of… you ever wonder how far this is gonna go?”

  They all went silent.

  “I mean… it started with the school. Now it’s bigger. What’s next? City officials? Police? Government?”

  Evan rubbed the back of his neck.

  “Does it matter? He’s the only one who ever did anything. Without him, we’re all just… losers trying to survive.”

  Iris stayed quiet, looking down.

  “Still… it’s scary, isn’t it? How easy it’s becoming to follow him.”

  Felix gave a half-smile.

  “That’s because it’s working.”

  They all sat with that thought, the weight of it sinking in.

  The group sat around the living room — half-watching the news, half-lost in their own thoughts.

  Jonah broke the silence first.

  “You know… I still can’t stop thinking about that lightning strike.”

  Evan scoffed lightly.

  “What? You think the Watchers really called it down?”

  Jonah shrugged, leaning back.

  “I mean… come on. What are the chances? Her car — her car — gets hit the exact second she tries to escape. That wasn’t luck.”

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  Iris, hugging a pillow to her chest, murmured.

  “But… if it wasn’t luck… then what the hell was it?”

  They all went silent.

  Felix cleared his throat, staring at his laptop screen but not really seeing it.

  “Kai knew.”

  They turned to him.

  “What do you mean?” Evan asked, frowning.

  Felix looked up slowly.

  “I mean… he told me — before it happened — that something would stop her. That… something would send a message she couldn’t ignore. And then… boom. Lightning.”

  Jonah whistled low.

  “Man… that’s… not normal.”

  “Exactly,” Felix leaned forward, voice dropping. “What if… these Watchers aren’t just watching? What if they’re controlling things?”

  Iris’s eyes flicked between them all, her voice shaky.

  “What… what even are they? Aliens? Spirits? Some… higher beings?”

  Evan gave a short, nervous laugh.

  “Ghosts with a weather machine?”

  Jonah didn’t laugh.

  “Maybe they’re not even human. Maybe… they’re like… gods.”

  The word hung in the air.

  For the first time, none of them had a snarky reply.

  Felix shut his laptop.

  “Whatever they are… Kai’s connected to them. Maybe more than even we realizes.”

  The room fell silent again — the weight of the unknown pressing down on all of them.

  And somewhere, deep down… they all wondered the same thing:

  What happens when the Watchers set their eyes on something bigger?

  A knock echoed through the villa.

  Felix jolted, spinning toward the security monitors. His eyes widened.

  “It’s Kai.”

  Before anyone could react, Iris shot to her feet, almost instinctively, moving toward the door like a loyal sentinel.

  The others followed, gathering fast.

  As the door creaked open, Kai stepped inside — hoodie up, expression unreadable.

  The group greeted him — but it wasn’t casual. There was a weight to it now, almost reverent.

  Evan gave a nervous chuckle.

  “Right on time, boss.”

  Kai offered a small nod.

  “Is the room ready?”

  Felix straightened.

  “Yeah. Just like you asked.”

  They led Kai down the hall toward the back of the villa — to the new room.

  The moment the door opened, Kai paused — taking it all in.

  The space was perfect.

  Wide, clean floors. The air carried a strange stillness, like sound itself didn’t want to linger here.

  Candles were set carefully — unlit, waiting.

  And on the far wall… a massive poster — black and gold.

  A pyramid.

  At its peak, not just an eye… but something more:

  The letter “I” burned where the iris should be.

  A mark. A symbol. A name.

  Kai smirked faintly.

  “They understood perfectly.”

  Along the edges of the room, foldable metallic curtains gleamed — ready to seal the space, turning it into a void when closed.

  He stepped to the center, turning slowly.

  “From now on,” Kai spoke, his voice steady, “this room… is sacred.”

  The group watched in silence.

  “No one enters here but me.”

  Iris opened her mouth — then thought better of it, nodding quickly.

  Kai’s gaze stayed on the pyramid.

  “This… is the portal. The line between this world and the Watchers.”

  His voice dropped lower — colder.

  “When the time comes… this is where I speak to them.”

  The group exchanged glances — a mixture of fear and awe in their eyes.

  Kai turned back to them.

  “You did well. From now on… this room remains locked. Understand?”

  They all nodded.

  “Yes.”

  Kai gave one last look — satisfied — then walked out, the door shutting quietly behind him.

  And in that moment, every single one of them understood —

  They were following something much bigger than a boy named Kai.

  They all sat around Kai, the air heavy with unspoken questions — yet none of them dared ask.

  Iris glanced sideways, waiting.

  Felix drummed his fingers nervously.

  Jonah stared at the floor.

  Evan leaned back, but even his usual cockiness had quieted.

  Kai sat still — studying them.

  They’re waiting… like soldiers for orders. No questions. No hesitation.

  Kai took a slow breath and broke the silence.

  “I need to say something. What I did… what I made you all do… it was dangerous.”

  Before he could continue, Iris shook her head fast.

  “Don’t. You saved people. You saved us.”

  Felix nodded, adjusting his glasses.

  “We’re here because of you. That… matters.”

  Jonah, awkwardly scratching his head, added:

  “Yeah… I mean… If only I was like Felix. Had some real skill. Maybe I’d help more.”

  Kai’s eyes narrowed slightly — but not out of annoyance.

  What if…

  An idea bloomed. A wild, impossible idea — but with his power, what did impossible even mean anymore?

  He turned to Jonah.

  “You know how to play the piano?”

  Jonah blinked.

  “Huh? No. Why?”

  Kai smirked.

  “Perfect.”

  The others exchanged confused glances as Kai stood.

  “Evan. Felix. Go out. Find a piano. Doesn’t have to be big. Just… something we can carry.”

  Without a word, both nodded and left, as if it was the most natural thing in the world.

  Iris tilted her head.

  “What are you planning…?”

  Kai smiled but said nothing.

  “Wait here.”

  He turned and walked into the sanctum — the Watcher Room.

  Inside, the air changed immediately.

  Kai lit the candles — soft orange light flickering.

  The metal curtains closed, swallowing all other light.

  He sat cross-legged on the floor, eyes closing slowly.

  Breathing deep.

  And then… he slipped out.

  About an hour passed, the door to the sanctum opened.

  Kai emerged — calm, focused.

  Evan and Felix had just returned, carrying a small electric piano.

  “Set it up.”

  They did.

  Kai gestured to Jonah.

  “Sit.”

  Jonah frowned.

  “I told you… I don’t know how to—”

  “Sit. Play.”

  Jonah hesitated… but obeyed.

  He placed his fingers on the keys, awkward — then, like a switch flipped — his expression shifted. Serious. Focused.

  And then — music.

  Rich. Melodic. Flowing.

  The notes danced through the villa — soft, beautiful, almost otherworldly.

  Iris gasped.

  Evan’s eyes widened.

  Felix leaned forward, stunned.

  Jonah… didn’t even look up — lost in the music.

  Kai smiled slowly, arms crossed.

  “So… it worked.”

  “I don’t have to teach them.”

  “I just… have to make it real in my mind.”

  “All I did did was imagining him playing the piano perfectly.”

  The music carried on — filling the villa with a strange peace.

  And in that moment… they all understood.

  Kai wasn’t just pulling strings anymore.

  He was rewriting reality itself.

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