All Chapters of Debtbound: The Price of Power: Chapter 11
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Chapter Eleven: Memory Market
Nightfall – West Underground Loop – Sector Delta-ZThe air was thick with copper and heat as Isaac descended into the abandoned metro station. Dim lights buzzed weakly. Every wall was coated in faded ads and graffiti — most unreadable, overwritten by system code symbols and black-market insignias.His HUD flickered.Objective: Infiltrate “The Memory Market”▶ Location: Tier-Restricted Zone (Unauthorized)▶ Security: Civilian + Fragment-Level Defenders▶ Disguise Protocol: Active▶ Reward: Court Archive +6%, Credit x4, Artifact Extraction Access▶ Warning: System does NOT control this zone. You are on your own.Isaac pulled the hood of his cloak lower and activated his new artifact:Voidmark Sigil – Cloaking Type▶ Masks Tier Identity▶ Jams Local HUD scanners▶ Allows brief “no trace” movementThrough the veil, he saw hundreds of people — Users, System Defectors, Rogues, Eater-Touched — wandering through a massive underground bazaar.Instead of stalls with weapons or food, they displa
Chapter Twelve: Phantom Protocol
East Sector – Safehouse Bunker – 4:36 AMThe city was still asleep, but Isaac’s heart wasn’t.He sat alone, the faint hum of his HUD dancing in the dark. His mind wouldn’t shut off. The file still burned on his retina.“Phantom Reaper – CLEARED FOR REACTIVATION.”Mayra entered quietly, two mugs of something steaming in hand. She handed one to him and sat opposite without saying anything.They didn’t need words.Not yet.“I thought Phantom Reapers were myths,” Isaac finally muttered.“They used to be,” Mayra said. “Until they weren’t.”He turned the mug in his hand. “How much do you know?”She hesitated, then answered quietly, “Enough to be scared.”Flashback – Mayra’s Past (6 Years Ago)Mayra was just a low-tier scout then, barely a registered user.Her squad had been assigned to extract a group of civilians from a collapsing data node west of the Null Field.But the mission had gone… wrong.The Sovereign’s answer?They sent in a Reaper.Not to save them.To silence them.“One second
Chapter Thirteen: The Forgotten Blade
Unknown Location – Beneath the Deadlink DistrictThe tunnel echoed with the sound of boots and breath. Isaac walked behind Nyx, trying to wrap his head around what just happened.She had gone toe-to-toe with the Phantom Reaper.And he backed down.Mayra limped beside him, her ribs wrapped with a temporary stabilizer, eyes sharp despite the pain. “You saw that too, right?”Isaac nodded. “He stopped. Not because of us. Because of her.”Calen followed, quiet. Watching Nyx like she might disappear at any moment.The corridor narrowed. Then expanded into a stone chamber bathed in pale blue light — tech carved into ancient walls, inscriptions humming.“This place predates the System,” Nyx said softly. “Before the Sovereign Protocol. Before the ranking. Back when users weren’t tagged. Just chosen.”“You mean like... the Archive?”She turned. “No. Older.”She raised a hand.The wall pulsed — and slid open.Chamber of the BladeAt the center floated a relic.A sword, hovering in midair, wrappe