[Present – Rift Battlefield: Cratered School Ruins, Zambales]
Time bled from the walls.
Every step felt like walking through someone else's memory.
Sam spun, slashing at a Beast with Bonifacio's lightning coursing through his blade—only for the creature to vanish before the blow connected.
Behind him, Rael parried a strike that hadn't happened yet.
They were in a collapsed moment. History unraveled. And walking through it came two nightmares:
—The Nullified General: voice cold as rusted steel.
—Masked Girl: silent, shaking slightly.
"I remember this place," she muttered, breaking formation. "I… used to study here."
The General didn't stop. "Irrelevant. Eliminate the anomalies."
Sam stepped forward. "You were once one of us, weren't you? What did they erase?"
[Flashback – 1899, Secret Katipunan Cell]
Rain lashed the bamboo walls. Inside, a man stood—barefoot, bloodied, burning with conviction.
"The revolution is no longer pure," he said to his comrades. "They trade our dead heroes for foreign alliances. They silence dissent in the name of unity."
His name? Ka Alon.
A general of the third uprising—struck from records after the Pact of Betrayal.
He had refused to surrender.
He was handed over anyway.
As the firing squad raised their rifles, he spoke his last words:
"I will rise again—not as a name, but as the silence you fear."
[Present – Rift Fracture Core]
The Masked Girl's hands trembled. She saw his face now—Ka Alon. Her teacher. The man they said betrayed the cause.
But the Court had lied.
"You…" she whispered. "You taught me."
The General looked at her. Just for a second. Something passed through his empty eyes.
Regret?
No. Too late.
[Climax – Full Combat Resonance]
Rael activated Tempest Rift Mode. Valencia's lance crackled with compressed pressure Vein.
Sam, with Lapu-Lapu and Bonifacio resonating in sync, dove straight at the General.
Blades clashed. Riftspace tore apart. The school shattered under the weight of unfinished history.
And the Masked Girl… did not move.
She only whispered: "What am I fighting for?"
[Ending Beat – Moral Fallout]
Ka Alon was forced back. His blade cracked.
Rael landed a clean strike—but didn't finish it.
"History erased you," he said. "But we're not the ones who did it."
Sam looked to the Masked Girl.
She dropped her dagger.
"Then maybe… I don't need to follow them anymore."