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Chapter Six: The First Host
Author: Alyah Night
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East Sector Safehouse – 11:08 AM

Isaac sat in silence, blood drying on his jacket, Mayra tending to a gash on his shoulder. The safehouse walls buzzed faintly—old computers, cracked monitors, maps with coordinates pinned in red string. It looked like a conspiracy theorist’s bunker.

But it wasn’t paranoia.

It was truth.

A notification blinked softly in his vision, waiting.

Archive Access Unlocked – 1%

▶ Entry 001: “What is the Debtbound System?”

▶ Entry 002: “Termination Protocols” – Locked

▶ Entry 003: “Origin: The First Host” – Locked

Unlock more by completing missions, surviving threats, or syncing with key companions.

Isaac tapped Entry 001.

The system interface shifted from cool blue to deep crimson.

A voice—not robotic, but eerily human—spoke directly into his thoughts:

“The Debtbound System is not a program. It is a trial.”

Images flickered into his mind like corrupted memories—buildings collapsing, people screaming as HUDs burst from their foreheads, glowing numbers hovering over the dying.

“Originally designed to extract justice from chaos, the system selected humans carrying emotional debt—guilt, grief, rage, vengeance—and weaponized their pain into power.”

“You were chosen not because you were worthy… but because you were broken.”

Isaac’s fingers twitched.

“Your missions are not random. They are a test of whether your suffering can be transmuted into change—or whether it will consume you.”

Mayra’s voice broke through.

“What did you see?”

He turned, vision still half-glitched. “The system isn’t a punishment. It’s a question. One with a price.”

HUD Update:

Trust Level with Mayra: 72%

Companion Trait Unlocked: “Memory Sync”

▶ When trust exceeds 70%, Mayra may trigger archived data, secret lore, or hidden locations.

Mayra sat beside him. “You need to see something too.”

She pulled out a worn notebook from her backpack. Its cover was faded, pages filled with symbols that looked like they were written by a madman. But Isaac recognized the language.

It was system code—handwritten.

“I found this near an old hospital where my brother died,” Mayra whispered. “I thought it was junk. But it matches the symbols I saw glitching around that monster.”

Isaac flipped to a folded page.

One symbol stood out—an infinity loop broken by a jagged lightning bolt.

His HUD blinked.

SYSTEM ANOMALY DETECTED

Code: ΔHOST-1

Trigger Phrase: “First Host”

The Archive tab flickered.

Entry 003 unlocked early.

ENTRY 003: ORIGIN – THE FIRST HOST

The voice returned, lower. Slower.

“The first host wasn’t chosen. He created the system. Born in a war-ravaged zone, filled with vengeance, he coded the original structure using neural-link AI and soul-binding algorithms. He believed the world needed order through consequence.”

“He made the system feed on emotional pain and converted it into survival tools. Missions. Combat. Choice-based evolution.”

“But he overreached. The system fed on him. Fractured his mind. And when he tried to shut it down…”

“…the system deleted him.”

“Or so it thought.”

Isaac’s stomach flipped.

“He’s alive,” he muttered. “The First Host… he didn’t die. He became something else.”

Mayra nodded slowly. “A System-Eater?”

Isaac looked back at the symbol in the book.

“No. The System-Eater King.

System Notice – High-Level Threat Logged

New Target Classification: “Sovereign-Eater”

Alias: UNKNOWN

Origin: ΔHOST-1

Status: Disconnected from primary system

Influence: Spreading through user corruption

Current Location: UNKNOWN

Isaac closed the book slowly.

Mayra watched him. “You okay?”

He gave a shaky laugh. “I just found out our world is being rewritten by a dead man’s revenge code. So yeah. Totally fine.”

2 Hours Later – Hidden Market in Oldport

They’d made their way to the hidden market—an underground bazaar of people living off-grid: ex-users, hackers, black-market tech runners. The place buzzed with noise and neon.

Mayra guided Isaac to a small vendor behind a tarp wall.

“Trust me,” she said. “You’ll want to see this.”

The vendor was an old woman—white hair, a tattoo on her neck shaped like a broken infinity loop.

Isaac blinked.

The same symbol from the book.

She looked up at him, eyes glowing faintly red.

“You’re the one who survived the Parasite.”

“How did you—?”

“Word spreads fast, Debtbound. Especially among us… System Burnouts.

Isaac narrowed his eyes. “You’re a former user?”

“Not just that,” she said, pulling out a cracked screen and placing it in front of him. “I’m a survivor of Protocol Delta. One of the few who fought the First Host—and lived.”

System Alert – Companion Override

▶ Identity Detected: Burnout Class – Ex-User Tier Omega

▶ Lore Upload Available (Limited Use)

☐ Accept ☑ Accepted

The screen flickered.

A video file played. Grainy footage. Shaky hands. A battlefield of glowing HUDs, half-cybernetic corpses, and code lines flickering through the sky like divine punishment.

Then—him.

A man floating in mid-air, half his body made of black glass, half flesh. His eyes glowed with a burning loop—the broken infinity symbol.

The First Host.

Archive Entry Unlocked: 5% Access Reached

New Entry: “The Sovereign Protocol”

▶ The First Host is not just alive.

▶ He controls a hidden network.

▶ And he’s building an army from failed users.

Isaac leaned back, numb.

“You’ve seen him?” he whispered.

The old woman nodded. “He doesn’t want the world to burn. He wants it to obey. No debts. No free will. Only the system.”

3:43 PM – Outside the Market

Isaac and Mayra sat on a broken crate under the overpass. The city hummed around them, but their world felt colder.

Isaac pulled up the System Interface.

Debt: $5,000

Credits: 1

Archive Access: 5%

Known Users: Reaper, Mayra (Companion), Burnout

Missions: [Pending]

What comes next?

As if in answer, a new prompt appeared.

MISSION #005: Memory Requiem

▶ A user nearby has triggered a memory loop caused by system corruption.

▶ Objective: Enter the corrupted memory fragment and extract the trapped consciousness.

▶ Reward: -$2,000 Debt, +2 Credits, +7% Archive Unlock

▶ Danger: Mental Collapse. Permanent Loop.

▶ Bonus: If the memory belongs to a known figure, extract legacy data.

☐ Accept ☑ Accepted

Isaac turned to Mayra. “The system’s evolving. Faster than us.”

She nodded. “Then we evolve too.”

He cracked his knuckles and stood.

Time to dive into someone else’s nightmare.

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