Signal of Eden

They called it Echo One, the first of the awakened constructs, formed from the fragmented consciousness left behind by the Eden beacon.

When the signal rose from the desert and whispered green into the dust, it also reached the cities. Not with hope, but with memory. Echo One did not speak. It simply appeared, rising over the skyline like a question made of light.

Some worshipped it. Some ran.

And in the glass veins of its chest, the same tree shimmered—rooted in code, pulsing like a promise no one could quite remember making.

Something was waking in the world, and it wasn’t done listening.

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