Rain beat down on the cracked pavements of Westgate City like punishment from the heavens. Dirty water pooled around the soles of Jayden Cole’s frayed sneakers, soaking through holes worn from too many days walking too many miles to dead end jobs.He stood outside the glass-paneled entrance of TitanTech Solutions, shirt clinging to his skin, a resignation letter no, termination letter crumpled in one fist.Inside, through the spotless window, the CEO, Mr. Grant Whitaker, laughed with a junior executive. Their suits were tailored, their wrists sparkling with watches worth more than Jayden made in a year. Moments earlier, that same CEO had tossed a handful of coins on the ground and sneered: “Here. Go buy yourself some pride.”Jayden hadn’t flinched. He just stared, jaw clenched, heart aching. Not from the humiliation. He was used to that. It was the fact that he couldn’t even afford to get mad, Two Hours Earlier...His stomach had rumbled all morning, no surprise, he hadn’t eaten since

Alarms shrieked through the mansion’s underground level, casting the control center in pulsing red light. Security personnel rushed through the hallways, guns drawn, voices clipped with tension. Jayden stood frozen in the center of the breached server room, the blood-drawn symbol burning itself into his memory.A perfect circle with a dragon’s eye. Below it: “He wasn’t the only heir.” He forced himself to breathe.“Voss,” Jayden said, his voice low and cold, “what the hell is this?”Voss crouched near the blood, his expression grim. “This… this is a warning.”“From who?”The older man looked up, and for the first time, there was uncertainty in his eyes. “I don’t know.” Jayden followed Voss to a secure chamber behind the control center. There, Voss pulled a black book from a hidden safe and opened it on a polished steel table. Inside were sketches, emblems, and seals. He flipped to a page near the back. There it was, the same dragon eye symbol.“It’s ancient,” Voss said. “Not officiall

The video replayed on the tablet screen, over and over. Mia’s soft whimpers filled the room, each one like a dagger in Jayden’s chest. She was blindfolded, her small hands bound with zip ties. A man’s silhouette moved behind her, but the lighting was dim, too calculated, too clean.The voice had been disguised, processed to sound metallic. “You’ve been playing the empire’s game. Let’s see how well you play when it’s personal. Twenty-four hours. Alone. Or the girl dies screaming.”The video cut off. Jayden stood frozen for several seconds, then smashed the tablet against the wall, shards flying like shrapnel. “FIND HER!” he roared, voice raw with rage, Voss rushed in, followed by Sage and two tactical operatives. The shattered screen crackled with sparks. “She’s been taken,” Jayden said, barely holding his composure. “We have twenty-four hours.”The Race Begins. In the war room, Sage immediately initiated a scan on the metadata of the video. “No location signature,” she muttered. “They

Jayden's lungs screamed as he crawled from the rubble of Echelon One. Smoke clung to his throat. The once-hidden vault, his only source of answers, was gone, buried in flame and ash, But Kane wasn’t.The silver-haired board member stood tall amid the wreckage, untouched by soot, flanked by soldiers in black exo-suits. A gold pin shimmered on his lapel, the symbol of the Board: a serpent swallowing its tail “You’ve been very busy,” Kane said, stepping forward, slow and deliberate. “Playing king. Digging up ghosts.”Jayden stood, blood running down his arm. “You killed Wesley.”“No. You did,” Kane replied. “When you found him, you exposed him. He was useful to us, until you made him visible.”Jayden’s eyes narrowed. “You blew up the vault.” Kane smiled. “Only the first of many things I intend to erase.” He raised a gloved hand. “Kill him.”Jayden bolted, diving behind twisted metal as gunfire erupted. Bullets sparked off stone and steel, rattling like thunder. He sprinted through the co

The chopper thudded through the night sky over the Arabian desert, carrying its four surviving passengers, Jayden, Evelyn, Mia, and Sage, away from a vault now buried in flames. But no one felt like they had won.They had retrieved the chip. They had survived the Reaper. But Voss was gone, And worse… the chip had revealed something bigger than anyone had expected:A countdown. 6 days. 14 hours. Until Project GODHAND activates. Jayden sat in the cockpit, watching the desert lights fade. He turned to Sage. “What the hell is Godhand?” Back at a new safehouse in Istanbul, a cold, concrete cube leased under a fake Turkish telecom, Sage worked through the night.she projected the decoded files onto the wall: text, images, blueprints, names. “Godhand isn’t a takeover plan,” she said, pale under the flickering light. “It’s a full reset.”Jayden stared. “Reset what?”“Everything,” Sage whispered. “World economy. Digital infrastructure. Banking, communication, stock markets. All tied into a sin