The room was thick with tension as the group gathered around Jae's device, the hum of its mysterious energy filling the silence. Sunny glanced at RAVN, whose sharp gaze remained fixed on the flickering screen. It displayed a looping code—binary numbers running endlessly like a countdown to something inevitable.
"Helios isn't just messing with us," RAVN finally said. "He's rewriting the prophecy."
Sunny blinked. "What does that even mean? Prophecies can't just... change. Right?"
Seoho, seated at the edge of the bed with a textbook balanced on his lap, shook his head. "Prophecies are like contracts. They're written in divine code, etched into the threads of fate. But if Helios can hack into them..."
"He can rewrite his destiny," Xion finished, his voice quiet but firm.
"And that includes ours," Leedo added.
The weight of the revelation settled over them like a dark cloud. Sunny's stomach churned at the thought. Helios wasn't just trying to escape Olympus—he was trying to undo everything that had kept him imprisoned, everything that maintained balance in the world.
"So what's his endgame?" Keonhee asked, pacing the small dorm room. "He rewrites the prophecy, he escapes Olympus... then what? Does he go on a rampage? Take over the world?"
"It's worse than that," RAVN said. His tone was cold, measured. "If he rewrites the prophecy, he doesn't just free himself. He unravels the threads that bind the prophecy to Sunny's bloodline. That balance—between the mortal realm and the divine—it's gone."
Sunny froze. "Wait, what do you mean by 'balance'? My bloodline is just... human. We're not part of some grand cosmic plan."
"You are," Hwanwoong said gently. "Your bloodline has always been central to the prophecy. Sunyul, you're ancestor, was the prophetic child cursed by Selene, The Great Moon, to be the only key to our bloodlust going away. But since we didn't kill him, we still have to deal with our bloodthirst now too. Sunyul was meant to act as a bridge between the divine and the mortal, to maintain balance. If Helios overwrites the prohecy..."
"The bridge collapses," Jae whispered.
"And he's free to rewrite the world in his image," Seoho finished grimly.
The room fell silent, save for the faint crackle of the portal device.
"We need to stop him," Sunny said firmly. "But how? We can't exactly march into Olympus and tell him to cut it out."
"We don't need to go to Olympus," Xion said, his eyes narrowing as an idea began to form. "Not yet, at least. If the prophecy is a code, then there has to be a countermeasure. Something to stop it from being overwritten."
"A failsafe," Leedo said, nodding.
"And where do we find that?" Jae asked, her voice laced with panic. "We barely understand how this thing works, let alone how to stop it!" She gestured to the device, which buzzed ominously as if mocking her.
"The failsafe might not be in the prophecy itself," RAVN said thoughtfully. "It could be tied to the artifact Apollo used to make changes to the prophecy in the first place. The Black Mirror."
Sunny's eyes widened. "You mean... Jae's device?"
"It's not just a device," RAVN said. "It's a fragment of something much bigger. Something ancient. If we can figure out how it works, we might be able to use it to block Helios's changes—or at least slow him down."
"And how exactly do we do that?" Hwanwoong asked.
RAVN looked at Xion. "That's where your computing skills come in."
Xion nodded, already pulling out his laptop. "If this thing is running on some kind of divine code, I might be able to trace the changes Helios is making and figure out how to reverse them. But it's going to take time."
"Time we don't have," Seoho said.
"Then we make time," Sunny said firmly. She turned to Jae. "Do you still have the notes from your dad's
research? Anything that might help us figure out how this thing works?"
Jae nodded, though her hands trembled. "Yeah, I'll grab them." She dashed out of the room.
As the group waited, Keonhee leaned against the wall, arms crossed. "So we're rebelling against a god now. That's... ambitious."
"It's not rebellion," Leedo said quietly. "It's survival."
"And it's not just a god," RAVN added. "It's a Titan. Helios isn't playing by mortal rules. If we don't stop him, he'll rewrite everything—including us."
Jae returned moments later, her arms full of old notebooks and papers. She dumped them onto the table, flipping through them frantically. "Here," she said, pointing to a diagram. "This is the original design my dad used as a reference. He said it was based on something Apollo created, but it was never completed. That's why it's unstable."
Sunny leaned over the table, studying the diagram. It looked like a mirror, but the surface was cracked, fragmented. Symbols lined the edges—ancient Greek, she assumed.
"What do the cracks mean?" she asked.
Jae hesitated. "My dad thought they represented... flaws. Imperfections in the design. He said it was like the artifact was never meant to be whole."
"Or maybe it was broken on purpose," RAVN said.
"Why would Apollo create something flawed?" Keonhee asked.
"To ensure it couldn't be misused," Leedo said. "If the mirror was whole, it might've been too powerful. By breaking it, Apollo made sure no one—not even Helios—could use it fully."
"But now Helios is trying to rewrite it," Xion said, typing furiously on his laptop. "He's trying to make it whole again."
"And if he succeeds..." Sunny trailed off, the weight of the situation sinking in.
"Then we're on this Babylon," RAVN said grimly. "And there's no coming back."
Sunny straightened, determination burning in her eyes. "Then we stop him. Whatever it takes."
The room buzzed with a renewed sense of purpose. Helios might be a Titan, but they weren't going to let him rewrite their story—not without a fight.
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