Edwin Lunar Chapter 80: Wingard's Hidden Archive

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The discovery of Vault Omega changed everything. For the next two days, Orion could think of little else. A secret vault beneath the academy. Authorized by the Original Orion. Connected to the Red Box. Connected to Wingard. Connected to Groader. The pieces were finally beginning to move. But they still didn't know how to access it. Late one evening, Edwin sat alone inside the hidden Orion Archive. Rows of ancient records surrounded him. The silence was comforting. He needed time to think. Time to organize everything they had learned. History had been altered. Groader was innocent. Wingard knew the truth. Humming was hiding something. And somehow the Observer was connected. The more Edwin thought about it, the less it made sense. Why would Wingard leave clues instead of revealing the truth directly? Why hide information? Why create a secret archive? Suddenly the ring on his finger glowed. Edwin froze. The golden light spread across the surface of the table. Ancient symbols appeared. Not Orion symbols. Not Builder symbols. Lunar symbols. A hidden mechanism activated. The wall beside him trembled. Stone shifted. Dust fell. Then part of the wall slowly opened. "What..." Behind it sat a small metallic container. Ancient. Sealed. Waiting. Edwin carefully picked it up. The Lunar insignia covered its surface. His heartbeat accelerated. This wasn't part of the archive. This was hidden inside the archive. Hidden even from the Original Orion records. A message appeared. Only one sentence. AUTHORIZED: EDWIN LUNAR His eyes widened. The container recognized him. His hand touched the surface. The seal unlocked instantly. Inside rested a crystal data core. And a note. Written in Wingard's handwriting. Edwin slowly unfolded it. The words made his breath stop. If you found this, then history is already changing. And I was too late. The room became silent. Edwin immediately activated the data core. A hologram appeared. Static flickered. Then— Wingard Lunar appeared. Older. More serious. More tired. Not the legendary hero. A man carrying a burden. "If you're seeing this, Edwin..." The image smiled faintly. "Then you've grown up." Edwin stared at the projection. Unable to look away. "I don't know how much time has passed." Wingard continued. "But I know one thing." "Someone is rewriting history." The exact words from the previous recording. Yet this time there was more. Much more. "I trusted the wrong people for too long." The room froze. "I believed the enemy stood in front of us." "But the truth..." Wingard hesitated. "The truth was watching us the entire time." Suddenly the recording distorted. Static flooded the image. As if something was interfering. Wingard looked directly toward the camera. "If this recording breaks..." "Follow the archive." "Follow Groader." "And never trust appearances." The image vanished. The room returned to silence. Edwin sat motionless. Because for the first time— His father had directly pointed toward Groader. Not as an enemy. As the key to everything. And someone had tried to stop the message from reaching him. The mystery was growing larger. Not smaller. Meanwhile, somewhere deep beneath Noroel Academy, the Red Box continued to awaken. Another lock clicked open. Only two remained. And inside the darkness, a pair of unseen eyes slowly opened. "Edwin Lunar..." The voice echoed through the chamber. Ancient. Calm. Patient. "The time is coming." Crimson light spread across the walls. The chamber trembled. And far above, without realizing it, Edwin had just taken another step toward a truth that could change the entire galaxy.