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Chapter 17: Protocol Omega
Author: Milky-Grip
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The vault convulsed as if alive. Lights flared, then shattered. The hum of servers grew into a roar, deeper than thunder, vibrating through bone.

Lines of code blazed across the walls, projected in searing white, the ancient Hale seal pulsing over and over.“OMEGA PROTOCOL: INITIATED.”, “SEQUENCE LOCK: IRREVERSIBLE.”

Julian stumbled back, his face draining of triumph. “No… no, this isn’t what I.”

Miriam’s laughter echoed, low and cruel. “Of course it isn’t. Did you truly think the founders would leave the world’s wealth unguarded?,Omega is no crown, boy it’s the knife at the throat of every empire.”

Victor clutched Ethan’s arm, trembling. “What does it mean? Ethan what does it mean?”

Ethan’s voice was gravel. “It means the family built a failsafe. If the vault was ever breached by betrayal…”

The vault itself answered. “GLOBAL LIQUIDATION ENGAGED.” “ASSETS: PURGING.”

On the walls, the world burned. Banks collapsed in cascading lines of code, governments’ reserves evaporated into nothing
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