Melanin Matrix Story — Featuring Darius Jones The stars had gone silent. In the dead zone between Viremoor and the Forbidden Quads, where reality frayed like cheap thread, Darius Jones walked alone. His sleeveless coat flapped in the sour wind, boots crunching against blackened soil. No birds. No life. Just a sliver of moon andContinue reading “Title: “The Pact of the Coil””