All Chapters of The Almighty Garbage Collector: Reclaiming My Throne: Chapter 41
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The Living Ghost
The phone screen felt like a block of ice in my hand as I stared at the photograph of our mother sitting alive in a luxury penthouse. Twelve years. We had spent twelve years mourning her death, believing she burned to ashes in the estate fire alongside our father, while the global syndicate lied to our faces. "Tunde, what is wrong?" Ifeoma asked, stepping closer to me with her eyes fixed on my pale face. I did not answer right away. I turned the phone around so both Ife and Ifeoma could see the screen. Ife dropped her tablet, her hands flying to her mouth as a sharp gasp escaped her lips. "That... that is impossible. We went to her funeral. We saw the graves!"
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The Mother's Betrayal
The heavy steel deadbolts locked into place with a loud click, trapping us inside the mahogany study while the red security light blinked an angry warning overhead. I looked past the metal doors and straight at the woman sitting behind the desk. She was supposed to be dead. We had mourned her for twelve years, carrying her memory like a heavy stone in our hearts, yet here she sat sipping tea without a single tear in her eyes. "Mother," Ife said, her voice shaking as she took a small step forward. "You are alive. We thought the fire killed you." Our mother did not stand up. She set her teacup down on the desk with a soft clink, her calm face revealing no warmth at all. "The fire was real, Ife," our mother said, her v
The Ocean Attack
A violent explosion blew the front double doors off their hinges, sending thick clouds of gray smoke and splintered wood flying across the marble hallway. [System Critical Alert: Outer perimeter breached.][Warning: Multiple hostile signatures detected in sector one.] I let go of our mother's jacket, spinning around with my hands instantly blazing with the golden energy of the Dragon Bloodline. Commander Okoro raised his rifle, stepping in front of Ife to shield her from the incoming blast while Ifeoma pulled her tablet out to check the estate's security grid. "They bypassed the biometric gates," Ifeoma said, her voice sharp and steady as she typed fast commands into her
The Hidden Truth
A sharp crash filled the air as the stone floor beneath our feet broke apart, sending us plunging down into the dark abyss below the mansion. [System Alert: Emergency descent triggered.][Warning: Subterranean sector structural failure.] I reached out blindly in the dark, wrapping my arms around Ifeoma and pulling her close as we tumbled down a steep metal chute. The golden energy of the Dragon Bloodline flared up around my skin, shielding us from the sharp edges of the rusted walls as we slid at high speed. With a loud thud, we crashed onto a soft pile of emergency padding in a massive, hidden underground chamber. Commander Okoro landed right behind us, coughing as he r
The Bloodline Bond
A massive wave of dark energy blasted through the underground chamber, slamming into our group and sending us crashing hard against the stone walls. [System Critical Alert: Containment barrier shattered.][Warning: Hostile entity power level exceeding maximum limits.] I pushed myself up from the cold floor, coughing as the heavy dust filled the air. In the center of the room, the towering shadow grew larger, its glowing red eyes fixed directly on me with pure hunger. "Tunde, do not listen to it!" Ifeoma shouted, pulling herself up beside me while her fingers raced across her tablet screen. "The entity feeds on fear. If you give it your blood, the containment seal will break completely across the globe." <
The New Contract
The phone screen lit up the dark underground chamber, flashing the message from Jade at NovelSnack with a bright, steady glow. We had just locked the ancient beast back in its underground prison, saving the world from total destruction, yet the digital world outside was already moving on to the next big battle. "What does the message say?" Ifeoma asked, walking over to my side while wiping dust off her coat. Her dark eyes were sharp and focused, always looking three steps ahead of everyone else. I handed her the phone without a word. Ifeoma read the lines on the screen, a small, cold smile forming on her lips. "Jade and Fanny at NovelSnack want to lock down our exclusive serialization contract immediately. They know
The Digital Trap
A live video feed blinked to life on my phone screen, showing a young man sitting in a dark room filled with rows of glowing server racks while he spun a gold coin between his fingers. We had just signed the exclusive publishing contract with NovelSnack, believing our empire was finally secure, but the smiling stranger on the screen proved our victory lasted less than ten minutes. "Who is that?" Ife asked, leaning over my shoulder as her eyes widened in pure shock at the live feed. Ifeoma did not look shocked at all. Her dark eyes narrowed into cold slits, and her face went completely rigid as she grabbed my phone out of my hand and stared straight at the server background on the display. "He is not part of the old
The Countdown
A sharp digital alarm pierced the air as red warning lights flashed across the control room, casting long, frantic shadows over the glowing computer monitors. [System Critical Alert: Self-destruct sequence activated.][Time remaining until facility detonation: Two minutes.] Kalu stood behind his large desk, spinning the gold coin between his fingers with a calm, arrogant grin while the heavy glass doors behind us remained locked tight. "You walked right into my trap, Tunde," Kalu said, his voice echoing loudly over the blaring siren. "This building is wired with enough explosives to wipe out half the port district. By the time your bloodline strength tries to break that glass, this entire room will be nothing but dust."
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The Real Heir
My phone screen glowed in the dark back seat of the SUV, displaying a photograph taken just two minutes ago right outside the front gate of our Lagos estate. Standing in the center of our private driveway, looking straight up into the security camera lens with a cold and confident smile, was a woman holding a small, glowing golden gemstone that looked identical to the ancient bloodline core we had locked away in the underground vault. “You forgot about the real heir, Tunde,” the accompanying text message read. “And I am already inside your house.” I felt the blood drain from my face as I stared at the photo. We had just defeated Kalu, secured our publishing contracts with NovelSnack, and locked the ancient entity back in its subterranean prison. We th
The Glass Cage
Thick glass walls slammed down around us with a heavy, deafening crash, sealing us inside a tight, enclosed box in the center of the study. [System Critical Alert: Isolation barrier engaged.][Warning: Oxygen levels dropping in sector zero.] I slammed both fists against the clear surface, letting the golden energy of the Dragon Bloodline flare up around my arms, but the glass did not even crack. It absorbed the full force of my attack without leaving a single scratch. Outside the enclosure, Zara stood with a cold, confident smile, holding the glowing golden gemstone in her hand while she looked down at us with absolute power. "Do not waste your energy, Tunde," Zara said,