I am the creator of New Life on the Earth
Chapter 290: Sona and Tayo Arrive

Chapter 290: Sona and Tayo Arrive

Chapter: Sona and Tayo Arrive

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The Chapter opens with Adam standing rigidly in the dimly lit alley, his mind swirling with confusion and disbelief. Before him are Sona and Tayo—perfect replicas of his creations—staring him down with cold, unfamiliar gazes. Their refusal to acknowledge him has shaken Adam to his core.

"I don’t understand..." Adam mutters under his breath, his voice barely audible. His chest tightens as he tries to make sense of the surreal situation. How can they not recognize me?

Ani, standing beside him, watches Adam’s reaction intently. Though she’s unsure of what’s happening, she can sense the weight of his emotions. "Adam," she says softly, placing a hand on his arm, "what’s going on? Why do they look like Sona and Tayo?"

Adam doesn’t respond immediately. Instead, he closes his eyes and takes a deep breath, attempting to calm the storm raging within him. His thoughts are interrupted by the sound of Sona’s clone speaking.

"You’re wasting your time," the clone says sharply, her tone laced with disdain. "We don’t know you, and we certainly don’t follow your orders."

Her words cut deep, but they also ignite a spark of determination within Adam. If these aren’t my creations, he thinks, then the real Sona and Tayo must still be out there. I need to find them.

Adam quickly focuses his thoughts and activates his telepathic link with the real Sona. His voice, filled with urgency and worry, echoes in her mind. "Sona! Where are you? I need you—right now!"

At that moment, miles away, the real Sona is perched outside Robin’s house, keeping a vigilant watch alongside Tayo. Her glowing wings shimmer faintly in the moonlight as she hears Adam’s desperate call.

"Lord Adam?" she replies telepathically, her voice tinged with concern. "What’s wrong? You sound... distressed."

Adam’s breath hitches at the sound of her voice, a wave of relief washing over him. "There’s no time to explain," he responds quickly. "You and Tayo need to get here immediately. I’ll send you the coordinates."

Sona and Tayo exchange a glance, their expressions mirroring each other’s confusion and unease. "Something’s wrong," Sona says aloud, her tone serious. "We need to go."

Without hesitation, the two take to the skies, their wings glowing brightly as they streak through the night. Within moments, they materialize in the alley where Adam and Ani are waiting.

As Adam turns to see the real Sona and Tayo appear before him, a wave of calm washes over him. For the first time since the encounter began, his tense shoulders relax slightly.

Sona immediately notices the tension in Adam’s posture and the faint flicker of relief in his eyes. "Lord Adam," she says, her tone firm but filled with concern, "what’s happening? Why did you call us here so urgently?"

Tayo’s gaze shifts to the ground, where the clones of Sona and herself lie, disoriented but conscious. Her breath catches in her throat as she stammers, "What... what is this?"

Adam follows her gaze and steps aside, gesturing toward the clones. "This is what I needed you to see," he says quietly, his voice heavy with emotion.

Sona and Tayo stare at the clones, their identical counterparts, in stunned silence. Their wings twitch slightly as they process the bizarre sight before them.

"What... what are we looking at?" Sona asks, her voice trembling. "They look exactly like us, but... how is this possible?"

Tayo, clearly shaken, takes a hesitant step forward. "Lord Adam," she says cautiously, "these... these things... they can’t be natural. Who created them?"

Adam shakes his head, his jaw tightening. "I don’t know yet," he admits. "But whoever it is... they’ve gone to great lengths to replicate you. And they’ve done it well."

The clones, who have remained silent until now, glare at Adam and the real Sona and Tayo with disdain. "You’ll regret this," Sona’s clone hisses. "Our creator will not stand for such disrespect."

Adam ignores her words, his focus unwavering. He raises a hand and gestures for Sona and Tayo to land. "Come down here," he says firmly, his voice steady but commanding.

The real Sona and Tayo exchange another glance before descending gracefully, their wings folding behind them as they land beside Adam.

"Now," Adam says, his gaze shifting back to the clones, "let’s get some answers."

Their glowing wings gently fold behind them, their expressions a mix of concern and confusion. Adam, visibly relieved to see them, lets out a deep breath and steps closer.

"Thank goodness you’re here," Adam says, his voice heavy with both gratitude and frustration. "If you hadn’t come, this might’ve been a much bigger shock than it already is."

Sona and Tayo exchange a quick glance before turning their attention to Adam, their worry evident. "Lord Adam," Sona begins, her voice steady but tinged with anxiety, "what’s happening here? Why did you call us so urgently?"

Tayo, standing beside her, narrows her eyes as she looks past Adam to the two figures on the ground. She tilts her head, her confusion deepening. "And... who are they?" she asks cautiously.

Adam gestures toward the fallen clones with a grim expression. "That," he says, his voice laced with disbelief, "is something we need to figure out. But for now..." He raises his hand, motioning toward the clones. "Restrain them before they try anything else."

Without hesitation, Sona and Tayo spring into action. With a subtle motion of her hand, Sona activates her telekinesis. A faint glow surrounds her fingers as an invisible force envelops the clones, lifting them slightly off the ground.

Tayo mirrors her movements, her own energy wrapping around the clones, ensuring they can’t move. The clones struggle against the restraint, their eyes glaring at the real Sona and Tayo.

"This... this isn’t possible," Sona’s clone hisses, her voice filled with anger. "You think you can contain us?"

Tayo’s clone scoffs, her tone equally defiant. "You’re nothing but pale imitations of us. You won’t hold us for long."

Sona tightens her telekinetic grip, her expression calm but firm. "If we’re the imitations," she replies coldly, "why are you the ones lying on the ground?"

As the clones continue to struggle, Adam steps forward, his gaze sharp and unyielding. "You’re right to feel helpless," he says, addressing the clones directly. "The reason your powers aren’t working is simple—I’ve sealed them using Phantom’s skill, The Divine Hand."

The clones’ eyes widen in surprise, their defiance momentarily replaced by disbelief. "What... what are you talking about?" Sona’s clone stammers.

Adam smirks faintly, his confidence unwavering. "You didn’t think I’d let you teleport away, did you?" he says. "You may look like Sona and Tayo, but whatever you are... you’re not them. And I’m going to find out exactly what you are."

The real Sona and Tayo, still restraining the clones, exchange another glance. The situation is bizarre, even for them. "Lord Adam," Tayo says cautiously, "if they’re not us, then... what are they?"

"I don’t know yet," Adam admits. "But there’s one person who might be able to help us figure it out."

Adam closes his eyes briefly, reaching out telepathically to Phantom. His message is clear and urgent. "Phantom, I need you here immediately. There’s something you need to see."

Back at the Union base, Phantom, who had been silently monitoring her surroundings, pauses as Adam’s voice echoes in her mind. Without hesitation, she vanishes in a flash of blue energy.

Within moments, Phantom materializes in the alley beside Adam. Her translucent form shimmers faintly in the dim light as she takes in the scene before her. Her glowing eyes dart from Adam to the clones, her expression unreadable but focused.

"Lord Adam," Phantom says, her voice calm but firm, "what’s the situation?"

Adam gestures toward the restrained clones. "These two," he begins, "look exactly like Sona and Tayo. But they’re not. I need you to figure out what they are."

Phantom steps closer to the clones, her movements smooth and deliberate. She tilts her head slightly, observing them with a keen eye. The clones glare back at her, their expressions a mix of anger and confusion.

After a moment, Phantom raises a hand, her palm glowing with a soft blue light. The energy radiates outward, forming a thin, translucent field around the clones.

As the field envelops them, Phantom’s expression shifts subtly. "Interesting..." she murmurs.

"What is it?" Adam asks, stepping closer.

Phantom lowers her hand, her gaze still fixed on the clones. "They’re not like us," she explains. "The energy flowing through them—it’s completely different from the energy that powers you and your creations."

Sona, still holding her clone in place, furrows her brow. "Different how?" she asks.

Phantom’s gaze sharpens. "It’s... unstable. Artificial. Whoever created them didn’t replicate our energy; they tried to mimic it. But it’s a flawed imitation."

Before Adam can respond, Phantom raises both hands, summoning her own energy. The air around her hums with power as glowing blue chains materialize out of thin air.

With a swift motion, Phantom directs the chains toward the clones. The glowing restraints coil around them tightly, neutralizing any remaining resistance.

The clones struggle against the chains, their movements growing weaker with each passing moment. "You’ll regret this!" Tayo’s clone spits, her voice filled with venom.

Phantom steps back, her expression calm but resolute. "They won’t be going anywhere now," she says, turning to Adam. "These chains will suppress whatever energy they have left."

Adam nods, his relief evident. "Good work," he says. "Now we can figure out who sent them—and why."

The Chapter ends with the clones securely restrained, their fate now in Adam’s hands. The air in the alley is thick with tension as Adam, Sona, Tayo, and Phantom prepare for the next step in uncovering the truth.

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