EXILE COG: OMEGA PROTOCOL
Zenith was once the ‘Elite Cog,’ the pinnacle protector of Magitek, until he failed. His failure to detect an ancient poison curse trapped the Empress in stasis, costing him his identity. He now lives as the Exile Mechanic, a nihilistic junk scavenger who channels his pain solely through confusing, absurd jokes.
However, when the Caledonian witch clans invade, Zenith’s ragged form can no longer conceal the Warlord’s combat memories. Forced to protect the teenage Crown Prince, he must balance the brutal ferocity of his military mode with the ridiculous buffoonery of his Exile persona.
Fleeing across the Kingdom, Zenith and the Prince uncover a secret darker than his initial failure: the failure was not a mechanical glitch, but the work of ancient fate bound by the King’s Forbidden Oath.
To destroy this curse and reawaken the Empress, Zenith must stop running from himself. He must learn to embrace the duality of the Warlord and the Clown, organize the remaining Magitek Legions, and prove that sometimes, the best way to maintain sanity against the horrors of war is to turn them into a joke.
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Chapter: Chapter 100: The General's Tactic, The Death GapThe purple light of the holographic tactical map reflected starkly off Zenith’s black Void-Steel armor, creating the illusion of pulsing nerve fibers along his now-incandescent metal arm. The atmosphere inside the emergency command tent was so cold that Prince Elara’s breath emerged as thick plumes of vapor that immediately froze into fine crystals in the air. Outside, the roar of the Sovereign’s black blizzard sounded like the bellowing of a thousand monsters scratching at the tent fabric, attempting to breach their final defense. "Look at these Sector 12 coordinates, damn it. This route isn't on any Royal Guard map," Elara muttered, pointing to a thin line that snaked beneath the foundations of Magitek City's Ivory Tower. Zenith, now fully locked into Omega Protocol, offered no emotional reaction to the prince's coarse language. His deep red eye lenses emitted scanning beams that swept the map at millisecond speed. "Data confirmed. Sector 12 utility tunnel. Abandoned since the sec
Last Updated: 2026-01-27
Chapter: Chapter 99: Magnetic DeviationCRUNCH! Zenith’s knee joint suddenly locked, sending a shockwave that slammed his massive metallic body onto the frozen ground. Prince Elara flinched, narrowly avoiding the black Void-Steel armor on Zenith's back, which was now spitting thick purple short-circuit sparks. Around them, the outskirts of Magitek City looked like a rigid hell; the neon-shining skyscrapers were now encased in black ice crusts, while the gigantic shadow of the Shadow Sovereign continued to circle the sky, exhaling a soul-crushing cold. "Zenith! Get up, damn it! Don't die here!" Elara yelled, his voice hoarse from inhaling the sharp ozone dust. He tried to pull Zenith's arm, but the robot felt as heavy as a dead mountain. "Magnetic ... deviation ... detected..." Zenith's voice emerged from his speaker, but the tone was extremely rigid, filled with ear-shattering static distortion. His purple lenses blinked wildly, emitting an unstable glow. "Logic core ... experiencing level three lockdown. Motor functions
Last Updated: 2026-01-27
Chapter: Chapter 98: The Mastermind’s Escape"Shut down the scanner, Jory! The frequency is screaming, damn it!" Zenith yelled, his voice cracking from the static that snapped and crackled between the frozen command tent poles.Mentor Jory didn't reply verbally. His wrinkled fingers danced frantically across the Stonehearth crystal tablet, which now glowed deep purple, radiating heat capable of blistering human skin. The smell of burning wires and the foul stench of corrupted mana filled the cramped space. In the corner of the tent, Prince Elara stood rigid, his hands gripping a dwarven dagger until his knuckles were white, while Marcus drew his energy sword, his eyes wildly scanning the surroundings."Too late, Zenith! Valerius's containment vessel has been breached!" Jory shouted. He tried to slam his staff onto the floor to create a containment seal, but a wave of black energy exploded from the emergency cell, throwing the mentor into a stack of logistics crates.Zenith, now fully under Omega mode control, showed no human pan
Last Updated: 2026-01-27
Chapter: Chapter 97: A Message from the EmpressThe static whine emanating from Mentor Jory's crystal tablet was agonizing, tearing through the silence of the night at the Magitek Prime border, now blanketed in knee-deep black snow. The blue light from the Mentor's staff flickered erratically, casting long, trembling shadows on the walls of the ice cave where they sheltered. The scent of burning sulfur and ozone seeped through the rock crevices, mixing with the heavy metallic odor of Zenith, who stood rigid as a statue of black steel. "I got it ... I got the frequency, Prince!" Jory exclaimed, his wrinkled finger trembling as it pressed the crystal surface. Zenith, who had been locked in cold Omega mode since the battle against General Scrapper, rotated his head one hundred and eighty degrees. His purple lenses flashed sharply, immediately synchronizing with Jory's device. "Initiating Royal-Alpha protocol decryption. Neutralizing Sovereign static interference in three ... two ... one." A holographic screen exploded into life in
Last Updated: 2026-01-27
Chapter: Chapter 96: General Scrapper and the Old CoreThe pounding sound of metal striking ice echoed like a death knell along the exit path of Fading Light Valley. Zenith stopped abruptly, his heavy metal feet planted deep in the black snow, which was beginning to freeze into sharp crystalline layers. The relic antenna on his back vibrated violently, emitting high-frequency sensory pulses that made the air around them feel static and suffocating. "Hold your positions. No one moves a single millimeter," Zenith commanded. His voice was a cold Omega baritone, utterly rigid and devoid of human emotion. "What is it, Zenith? Did your radar antenna pick up another enemy?" Prince Elara asked. The youth now stood straighter, his eyes fixed on the blizzard ahead. The purple veins on his neck no longer pulsed wildly, but instead lent a calm shade of darkness to his increasingly mature face. Marcus drew his energy sword, positioning himself in front of Elara. "I'm not getting any signals on my armor sensors, man. The air here is completely dead.
Last Updated: 2026-01-27
Chapter: Chapter 95: The Bond Valerius Desired"The silver light from this Phasing Core is seriously frying my visual sensors, damn it!" Zenith exclaimed, his voice cracking with the static electricity arcing between the crystal pillars of the Fading Light Valley. Zenith’s optical lenses flickered wildly, briefly emitting the dull yellow of Exile before locking back onto the deep, static purple of Omega. His black Void-Steel armor hummed low, resonating with the silver crystal he had just integrated into his shoulder system. Across the light-shrouded chamber, Elder Lyra stood calmly, her long fingers pointing toward a magic circle newly etched into the stone floor. "Prince Elara," Lyra called, her voice melodic yet carrying a weight as cold as polar ice. "Our aid is not just a piece of metal you attach to your machine. To pierce the Sovereign's veil, your mind must be able to recognize the frequency of darkness before it destroys you. And in this place, only one person carries that frequency in his soul." Lyra turned toward the
Last Updated: 2026-01-27
Chapter: Chapter 87: The Last Spicy Seasoning"Easy, Raka! Your body is already like a rusted-out tin can, and if I tug on you any harder, your whole nervous system might just crumble, damn it!" Leo shouted while wiping the sweat that trickled into his bionic eye, which was now only half-functional.Leo struggled to prop Raka up as they moved into the remains of a small food stall, where the roof was tilted so low it nearly touched the ground. The smell of concrete dust and lingering nerve gas still clung to their tattered jackets. Outside, the Megalopolis sky was no longer red, instead, it had turned a sickening, pale gold because the space fleet was literally sucking the earth's atmosphere dry. Raka groaned as his paralyzed legs dragged across the shattered floor tiles, leaving a trail of shimmering silver blood that caught the dim light."I can't see anything, Leo. Everything is just gray pixelated lines," Raka moaned, his hands fumbling through the air with a pinky finger that was still snapped at a jagged angle."Just hang o
Last Updated: 2026-05-14
Chapter: Chapter 86: The Aesthetics Of Pain"Does it hurt, Raka? They say Subject 07 doesn't know fear, but why does your sweat smell like someone who’s about to kick the bucket?" Kaleb asked in a terrifyingly flat tone.Raka looked up, trying to focus his remaining good eye even though his vision was blurred to hell. He was strapped to a biometric suspension chair in the cold, sterile Sector Zero secret lab. Transparent neural cables crawled into the hole in his chest, keeping his organs humming even though his entire nervous system had been scorched. "Kaleb, if you’re gonna play the Grim Reaper, you might want to wipe those tears first, man," Raka groaned, flashing a bloody grin.Kaleb went silent. His hand, gripping the voltage control lever, shook violently, contrasting with his stiff, expressionless face. Clear tears ran from his bionic eyes, which were blinking red, a sign that the Mirror Interrogator protocol was forcing him to do the one thing he hated most. Seraph was truly a piece of work, using Raka’s only remaining
Last Updated: 2026-05-12
Chapter: Chapter 85: Raka’s First Failure"You’re a literal demon, Anna, you killed someone who actually trusted you just so you could be Seraph’s puppet," Raka roared, his voice cracking as it echoed through the suffocating silence of the Thermal Core.Julianna didn’t flinch, her Magnum’s muzzle remained steady, aimed directly at Raka’s forehead. "I don’t need a morality lecture from a murderer, Raka, Bara was just a pebble in the road, and you’re a piece of trash variable that I need to sweep away immediately.""This piece of trash is going to make you regret ever being born, you bitch," Raka tried to lunge forward, but the wound in his left thigh sent a massive shock through his nerves, causing him to collapse into the pool of Bara’s blood."Papa, stop acting like a heartbroken drama queen," the Child’s voice echoed in Raka’s head, sounding cold and mocking. "Look around you, Mother’s toys are awake, and they’re starving for that messy bio-electricity of yours."Sure enough, the millions of human batteries that had crawled
Last Updated: 2026-05-11
Chapter: Chapter 84: Undercover Operation In The City Of The Dead"Don’t you dare stop breathing, damn it, if your biometric signal dips, the alarms will blow," Bara barked, yanking Raka’s jacket collar as they moved through the cramped ventilation duct.Raka winced, feeling the friction of the cold metal against his scarred back, "Shut it, Bara, I’m busy trying to keep this lab rat from sucking my brain dry, you think being a human antenna is a walk in the park?!""Papa, quit bickering with this caveman," the Child's voice echoed clearly inside Raka's skull, making his left ear ring painfully, "the smell of both your sweat is making my biometric frequency nauseous, focus on that transmitter pole, or we’re all going to end up as human juice in an incubator.""You hear that, Bara? My own kid says you stink," Raka gave a bitter grin, trying to ignore the throbbing in his pinky finger, the one he’d intentionally snapped earlier.They both crawled out of the vent, landing softly on the steel floor of the Architects' Thermal Core. The scene inside was a
Last Updated: 2026-05-10
Chapter: Chapter 83: The Blood Pact With The Child"Stop dragging me, you bastard! I'm not some piece of scrap carpet you can just pull around whenever you feel like it!" Raka roared, trying to kick the steel hand of the Darma clone that was dragging him by the leg.The concrete floor of the sewer sliced into his already battered back, while the greenish gas continued to fill his lungs with a suffocating, bitter taste. The Preceptor-type clone didn't flinch, continuing its march with tireless machine strength toward the elevator shaft. Raka fumbled in his jacket pocket, making sure the phone containing Digital Elena hadn't fallen out, but his consciousness was starting to slip away under the lethal weight of the nerve gas. Suddenly, the clone’s footsteps came to an abrupt halt, as if its motor system had been forcibly ripped from the data center."Cleanup unit, deactivate retrieval protocol immediately. The target is my private variable," a child's voice, clear yet chillingly cold, echoed through the fog of gas.Raka tumbled onto the
Last Updated: 2026-05-06
Chapter: Chapter 82: The Underground Alliance"Wake up, you bionic piece of junk! Don’t you dare die before I gouge that blue eye of yours out!" a raspy voice slammed into Raka’s fading consciousness.Raka choked, spitting out black sewage water that tasted like a nasty cocktail of oil, formalin, and human waste. His lungs felt like they were on fire as he struggled to catch his breath amidst the sickening stench. He found himself sprawled on a cold, mossy concrete floor, surrounded by piles of used needles and medical waste that had washed down from the tower. Next to him, Kaleb lay helpless and deathly pale, still unconscious after their death-defying landing in the leaking decontamination tank."Where, where the hell am I?" Raka groaned, trying to move his shaking hands."You’re in a place where Seraph can't even hear you fart, you bastard," the man in front of him replied, wearing a worn-out gas mask and a leather jacket covered in patches.The man leveled a makeshift rifle right at Raka’s nose, his sharp eyes tracking every
Last Updated: 2026-05-06
