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Chapter 65 - Chapter 65: The Apprentice’s Vision

Elias's desperate bluff to Veyra had backfired spectacularly, accelerating the Guild's completion of the resonance bomb. The net was closing, and now, even his forced allyship with Mei Lin faced its ultimate test. The karmic bond he had inadvertently forged while healing her from the ley line feedback had a profound, unforeseen consequence.

That night, Elias was jolted awake by a sudden, intense wave of emotional and sensory input. It wasn't physical; it was a deluge of fractured memories, raw emotions, and primal fear – not his own. He realized, with a horrifying clarity, that Mei Lin was experiencing a vision. And through their shared karmic bond, he was experiencing it with her.

He saw glimpses of his own past: the trauma that had made him distrust karma, the incident that had shattered his childhood idealism and forced him to see the Ledger as a tool, not a divine truth. He relived fragments of his early manipulations, the calculated risks, the cold logic, the ethical compromises he had made long before he even met her. He saw the threads of his early deceits, the careful lies he had told to gain entry to the Bureau, to climb the ranks, to pursue his hidden agenda. And most damningly, he saw his decision to take Mei Lin under his wing, not as an act of genuine mentorship, but as a calculated move, a means to an end.

Mei Lin appeared in his cubicle the next morning, her face pale, her eyes haunted. But there was no fear in them now, only a profound sense of betrayal and a chilling clarity. The karmic bond had shown her everything.

"The tea," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "The bond. I saw it. I saw everything." Her gaze pierced him, colder and sharper than any blade. "You manipulated me. From the very beginning. My uncle... my idealism... you used it all. You fabricated the 'secret taskforce.' You lied to me, Analyst Thorne. Every single word."

Elias stood silent, offering no denial. There was no point. The bond had laid his soul bare. His carefully constructed facade, his entire web of lies, had utterly collapsed. He expected rage, disgust, condemnation. He deserved it.

"Why?" she demanded, her voice rising, thick with anguish. "Why lie to me when you could have simply asked for my help? Why make me a pawn?"

He met her gaze, his own filled with a genuine regret he rarely allowed himself to show. "Because I knew the truth was too dangerous, Mei Lin. I knew it would shatter your faith, that it would break you. I needed to protect you. And I needed your help, desperately. I needed someone pure, someone who truly believed in justice, to fight against a corruption so deep it would consume anyone who truly understood it. I made you a pawn because the game is too deadly for anything else."

He lowered his head, offering her a final, desperate gesture. "I offer you freedom, Mei Lin. Now that you know the truth, you are free to walk away. Expose me. Report me to the Sentinels, to the Grand Council. I will not resist. You are released from your oath, from this 'taskforce.' You are free."

Mei Lin stared at him, her chest heaving. The rage warred with the knowledge she had gained through the bond – she had seen his guilt, his grief, the deep-seated pain that drove him. She had seen the corruption he fought, the terrifying power of the Sage, the insidious reach of the Guild. She had seen the necessity of his methods, however brutal, however dishonest.

Slowly, her shoulders slumped. The anger drained from her face, replaced by a chilling resignation. "No," she said, her voice devoid of emotion. "I will not expose you. Not yet."

Elias looked up, surprised.

"I may hate what you've done," she continued, her gaze now colder, more calculating than Elias had ever seen it, "and I may never trust you again. But I have seen the truth you fight for. I have seen the danger. And I have seen what you are willing to sacrifice. You are a necessary evil, Analyst Thorne. And until this fight is over, until the Ledger is truly cleansed, I will stay. Not as your apprentice, but as your equal. And I will ensure that the cost of your actions does not fall solely on the innocent."

She had chosen. Not to forgive, not to forget, but to endure. She saw him not as a hero, but as a means to an end, a dark tool for a righteous cause. Elias had saved her, but he had lost her. His most potent weapon now had its own will, its own judgment.

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