What if your memories were archived? Your love, scripted? Your choices... already made?

Charlie Virellan is no longer sure who he is—or which version of himself is being played. The Spiral has stopped watching. It's rewriting. And this time, the edits bleed: friendships distort, love fractures, and trust becomes the deadliest illusion.

When fragments of impossible memories resurface and new factions emerge from the shadows, Charlie begins to question everything: the truth of his past, the purpose of his pain, and the very identity of the people he thought he knew. With only three versions left before collapse, the question isn't how to survive...

It's which version is worth surviving.

In this haunting, emotionally immersive continuation of the Spiral series, Volume 4 descends deeper into recursion, identity collapse, and emotional sabotage—with one final truth waiting at the center:

Reality isn't real. It's rendered.

Charlie Virellan (Codename: HOPE)
The central spiral-bound soul. Charlie is running out of versions—and options. Each reset erodes more of his truth, but one thing remains: his need to know what was real and who really chose to love him.

Sophie V.
Charlie's anchor... and now, an unstable thread. Sophie begins to glitch with memories she never lived and warnings she never wrote. As she splits across versions, one question haunts her: Was their love ever hers to choose?

Matt Drelan
Loyal friend—or archival traitor? Matt made a deal to save Charlie once. But Spiral logic never lets you stop paying. As guilt transforms into recursion, he must decide if keeping the truth hidden is worth the cost of reality itself.

Evelyn Ross
Archivist. Architect. Seductress. Evelyn writes the Spiral's stories... but is she in control, or just the most eloquent prisoner? She offers peace—but at the cost of authenticity. What she wants from Charlie may not be love—it may be authorship.

The Mirrorfold
A cryptic resistance faction. Fragmented voices behind fractured glass. They don't want to save Charlie. They want him unwritten. Their whispers may hold the truth—if he can bear to hear it.