Chapter III: Echoes of Choice Repeatability in the Repeater revealed a cruel arithmetic: each repetition carved grooves into you. Allies she trusted transformed obligingly with each run — an apprentice swordsman growing cautious, a thief growing bolder, a cleric whose prayers grew thinner. Those changes were subtle at first: a hesitation, a sarcastic retort. Later, as Vera pushed deeper, the echoes grew larger. She found a room where her past choices were embodied as spectral versions of herself, each wearing a different hood — the Reckless Hood, the Calculating Hood, the Forsaken Hood. Combat was no longer only of blades; it was a negotiation with identity. Vera learned to converse with those shades, testing which parts of her were serviceable and which were dead weight.