CALAMITY : Legends Of The Chosen

"The Portal and the Girl Who Ran"

Location: Outer Rim — Broken Sector 6

Status: Portal Stabilized

Team: All 9 Chosen

Target: Psychic Signature — "ALEX" — Confirmed Alive

The portal tore through the obsidian maze like a bleeding wound in the sky.

Karl stepped through first — nanites pulsing at his heels, cube humming like a heartbeat.

Behind him, Shojiro, Leone, Zans, Morgz, and the others emerged one by one — weapons drawn, senses flaring.

But they didn't need to search.

The sound of destruction greeted them instantly.

CRACK. CRUNCH. SHRIEK.

Ahead, in the middle of a shattered corridor littered with statue corpses, stood a lone figure, floating an inch off the blood-slick floor.

Hair wild. Eyes glowing violet. Limbs trembling from exhaustion and rage.

And around her — a cyclone of psychic debris — broken wings, shattered faces, statue torsos being slammed into walls at impossible speed.

Alex.

"There she is—" Shojiro breathed.

Before anyone could move—

Her head snapped toward them.

Her eyes locked on Karl.

And then—

She was gone.

No flash. No word. No hesitation.

Just a blur of motion — a streak of violet wind that shattered the ground beneath her.

Impact

She slammed into Karl with all the force of fifty days of agony, rage, grief, and longing.

Not a punch.

Not an attack.

A hug.

A full-body collision of desperation and relief.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and clung like her life depended on it.

Karl barely stayed on his feet.

"A-Alex—?!"

But she didn't answer.

She buried her face into his chest.

She was trembling — not with fear.

With relief.

Her voice came out as a broken whisper:

"I knew you'd find me…"

The Others Stare — Then Step Back

Zans:

"Should we…?"

Leone, eyes soft but tired:

"No. Let them have this."

Shojiro exhaled.

"First good thing I've seen in weeks."

Max cracked his knuckles but didn't speak. His lightning had dimmed.

Enme turned away. Her eyes were leaking, but her mouth was silent.

"Guess the statues didn't break everything."

Alex's Breakdown (Just for Karl)

She pulled back just slightly, looking up at him with wide, haunted eyes.

"I thought I forgot you."

Her fingers curled into his jacket.

"I tried to. It hurt less that way."

She winced — her head twitching like she was fighting off a migraine.

"But I remembered anyway. Every time I killed one of them… it was like I was screaming your name."

She choked.

"I thought if I kept killing, maybe the maze would let me leave. But it just wanted to watch me."

Her knees buckled.

Karl caught her, cradling her as her body sagged from sheer exhaustion.

"You came through the wall… like I always imagined you would…"

Karl Responds

Karl pressed his forehead to hers.

His voice shook.

"Next time you run into hell, wait for me."

Her laugh was broken.

"Next time, bring more firepower."

Scene End — Closing Visual

Behind them, the portal still burned.

Statues littered the ground like corpses of old gods.

And in the center of it all, Alex, finally safe.

Not whole.

Not healed.

But held.

Scene: Alex's Breakdown & Revelation — Full Version

The chamber was silent but for the ragged breaths of the ten Chosen. Broken statues littered the cracked stone floor, some twitching faintly from the lingering psychic snare Alex had cast. But all eyes were on her.

Alex sat slumped against the jagged wall, her pale skin smeared with blood and dust. Her platinum hair hung in matted strands over a face twisted by exhaustion and pain. Her trembling fingers traced the line of her neck, where invisible fractures still screamed in agony.

She swallowed hard, voice barely more than a hoarse whisper:

Alex:

"I died... more times than I can count."

Her voice broke, tears leaking free. She clutched her throat with one shaking hand.

Alex:

"They snapped my neck... crushed my ribs... tore me apart piece by piece."

Her breath hitched as she recalled the horror.

Alex:

"One time... I felt my spine shatter like brittle glass, my body folding in on itself, and the pain wasn't just flesh and bone. It was inside me... inside my mind."

Her eyes glistened with tears, the weight of memory pressing down on her like a physical force.

Alex:

"I begged. I screamed for mercy. I wanted it all to end... but the Maze... the Maze doesn't want death. It wants brokenness. It wants your soul shattered and your screams silenced."

She shuddered violently, trembling as if wracked by phantom pain.

Alex:

"I don't even know how I'm still here... but somewhere in that endless darkness, I found... a way to survive. A way to save what was left of my mind."

She met their eyes — fierce, defiant, and haunted.

Alex:

"I learned to erase. Not just memories... but the scars inside. The screams. The fear. The horror."

Her fingers flickered with a soft violet glow, the psychic energy pulsing faintly like a heartbeat.

Alex:

"It's a salvation... and it's a curse. When we get out of this maze, I'm going to use it. On all of you."

She took a ragged breath, voice cracking with both resolve and sorrow.

Alex:

"To save you... from becoming like me. From carrying what I still fight to forget every day."

A heavy silence fell. Karl stepped forward, voice gentle but firm.

Karl:

"Alex… if it's what it takes, we trust you."

Leone's eyes shimmered with tears.

Leone:

"Anything to end this pain."

Alex gave a faint, exhausted smile, the weight of a thousand deaths pressing down on her, yet her spirit refusing to break.

Scene: "The Price of Forgetting" — Alex's Offer, Enme's Collapse

Alex stood in the center of the broken hall, her body swaying but her resolve like iron.

The glow around her fingers dimmed as her words sank in.

Alex:

"If you want to live with what the Maze did to you, I won't stop you."

"But if you want peace… real peace—then when we escape, I'll take it from you. All of it. The memories. The screams. The pain. They'll be gone. I promise."

For a long moment, no one spoke.

Shojiro clenched his fists, jaw tight. His muscles tensed—not from anger, but restraint.

Shojiro:

"Do we even deserve that peace? After letting each other die again and again?"

Zans' eyes flicked with shadow, his voice dry.

Zans:

"If you take the memories, will we still be us? Or just ghosts pretending to be okay?"

Karl shook his head slightly, still staring at Alex.

Karl:

"She's not offering to fix us. Just to stop the bleeding."

Zixy stood silently, fingers dancing with thin puppet threads, but her voice was a whisper of broken clarity:

Zixy:

"You can't stitch flesh made of screams. I tried. The thread always snaps."

Max leaned against the wall, arms crossed, lightning dancing at his fingertips.

Max:

"I don't need peace. I just need a target. But if it helps the others… I'm not gonna stop you."

Then—

A soft, trembling voice cracked the silence.

Enme:

"…I want it."

She stepped forward. Slowly.

Her boots scraped the ground, her frame shaking. Her eyes were dull—glassy.

She stared directly at Alex. Her hands gripped the front of her own tattered dress.

Enme:

"Make me forget."

Alex's gaze softened, but Enme kept going, voice growing ragged.

Enme:

"I remember everything… all of it. The way they ripped out my throat."

"The way I screamed even after I didn't have vocal cords left to scream with."

Her breath hitched.

Enme:

"I remember my body getting peeled apart. My legs snapped. My arms bent backward. They didn't even kill me. They threw me away like trash."

Her voice broke into a sob.

Enme:

"And I came back to feel it again. Over and over and over."

She collapsed to her knees.

Then—bowed.

Full submission. Head to the ground.

Enme:

"Please, Alex."

"Erase me. If it means never remembering that again…"

"Then take everything."

Alex stared in stunned silence, lips trembling.

Alex:

"Enme…"

Enme didn't lift her head. Her voice was barely audible now — a cracked whisper on the edge of death.

Enme:

"I don't want to be strong. I just want it gone."

The room was silent.

Even the air seemed to stop.

Leone quietly reached for her own chest, her heartbeat echoing in her ears. She stepped forward, tears lining her cheeks.

Leone:

"I'll do it too… after her. If she's brave enough to ask, then maybe… so am I."

Max's jaw clenched.

Max:

"We all died fifty times, but none of us were ripped apart like that. Let her forget. Let her rest."

Zans looked away, his voice low.

Zans:

"…Do it. Before she remembers more."

Alex knelt slowly, her hand trembling as it reached toward Enme's bowed head.

But she didn't touch her. Not yet.

Alex:

"I will. When we leave this place. I promise you."

Alex:

"I'll make the pain… unmake itself."

And for the first time since the Maze began—

Enme smiled.

Through tears.