MERCILESS EXECUTION
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Dawn in the new world brought no hope, it only illuminated the destruction in finer, more agonizing detail. Deep within the Bundaran HI MRT Station, the first light of morning filtered through massive, shattered ventilation shafts. The stale air of the station suddenly hummed with a low frequency that made teeth rattle.

Three figures, Guardian Angels, descended with a terrifying grace. These celestial entities stood three meters tall, clad in gold armor that encased them completely, wielding gr
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  • OVERDRAFT! THE EMPEROR’S CURSE

    "AAAAAARRGGHHH!"Satria’s roar shattered the deathly silence in the depths of the Bundaran HI MRT Station. His body was hurled back, slamming into the cold iron tracks with a heavy thud. Viscous black blood sprayed from his left shoulder, now a gaping wound of mangled flesh and exposed nerve endings twitching in agony. His left arm, the part of him he used to hold his sister, the limb that had worked grueling hours every day, now lay several meters away, nothing more than a cooling slab of meat on the concrete.Kirana let out a scream, a sound of pure, raw terror born of unimaginable horror. She tried to run to him, ignoring her own safety for the sake of the man who had saved her time and again. But before she could take more than a few steps, a massive wave of air pressure from the Guardian Angel’s golden wings slammed into her.Kirana collapsed, her breath stolen by a "holy" aura that felt like an invisible hand crushing her throat."Is this all you are?" the Guardian Angel, a high

  • MERCILESS EXECUTION

    Dawn in the new world brought no hope, it only illuminated the destruction in finer, more agonizing detail. Deep within the Bundaran HI MRT Station, the first light of morning filtered through massive, shattered ventilation shafts. The stale air of the station suddenly hummed with a low frequency that made teeth rattle.Three figures, Guardian Angels, descended with a terrifying grace. These celestial entities stood three meters tall, clad in gold armor that encased them completely, wielding greatswords that radiated the searing heat of the sun. Their very presence seemed to suck the oxygen from the room, leaving the refugees gasping in pure, unadulterated terror."They’re here! They’ve finally come!" Bimo shrieked, his voice pitchy with glee amidst the mass hysteria.The corrupt cop, whose skin now possessed an eerie glow from the 'Light Injection' he had taken earlier, threw himself onto the filthy concrete floor. He knelt before the angels, arms spread wide as if welcoming saviors.

  • DWELLERS OF THE QUARANTINE SECTOR

    "Just a little further, Satria... hang in there," Kirana whispered, her voice raspy from the dust.Somehow, Kirana had managed to help Satria escape the Debt Collector.They reached the mouth of the Bundaran HI MRT tunnel. What was once a symbol of Jakarta's modernity had mutated into a makeshift refugee camp, a pocket of passive resistance the survivors called the "Quarantine Sector." The air here changed drastically, from the smell of ozone and sulfur on the surface to the suffocating stench of sweat, human waste, and fear."Halt! Who are you? Hands up!"A high powered flashlight beamed into their faces, momentarily blinding them. A middle aged man in a filthy police uniform, buttons nearly popping off, stood behind a barricade of concrete tables and haphazardly welded iron fences. He held a Glock with steady hands, but his eyes held a glint of excessive suspicion, the kind of look possessed by someone who feared their fellow man more than the monsters in the sky."I'm a doctor...

  • DEATH’S EXTRACT AND THE BOUNDARIES OF SANITY

    "They’ve surrounded us," Satria whispered. His voice was barely audible, yet in the stifling silence of the clinic, the words rang out like a funeral bell.Beyond the shattered iron door and through the cracks in the concrete ceiling, the sounds became clearer. It was no longer just the growl of one or two predators, it was an orchestra of death. The sound of metallic claws scraping against hard surfaces, breaths heavy with static electricity, and a hum of energy that made the hair on his neck stand on end. The Hounds of Light didn't just hunt by scent, they tracked life frequencies.Kirana was deathly pale, the color drained from her face until she resembled a sheet of crumpled white paper. She clutched her medical bag tightly, the only thing connecting her to her former identity as a human who helped others. "We can’t fight that many... there are too many of them. This corridor is narrow; we’re trapped!"Satria didn't answer. His eyes were fixed on the system screen floating before

  • THE DEBTOR’S FIRST HUNT

    CRASH! The rusted iron door of the clinic buckled inward with an ear, splitting metallic bang. The top hinge snapped off, leaving a gap wide enough for the searing heat from outside to crawl in. Kirana let out a stifled scream, scrambling backward until her back hit the wall beneath a rotting wooden table. Her entire body shook violently, she was a medical student trained to save lives, not to witness a cosmic predator collecting them.Satria stood tall before the nearly collapsed door. His breathing was heavy and shallow. The iron pipe in his right hand felt leaden, while his left hand pressed against a pulsing wound in his abdomen. He knew that in his current shattered state, using a "High, Tier Debt" would be a one way ticket to the grave. If he borrowed god, like power again now, his blood vessels would burst before he could even land a single blow."Just physical... just use the passive buff," Satria whispered to himself, trying to steady his racing heart. "Don’t let this system

  • THE LOAN SHARK’S BLOOD INTEREST

    "Hey! Calm down! You’re going to kill yourself!"Kirana’s voice shrieked through the sound of cracking concrete and the hiss of thermal steam rising from Satria’s body. Ignoring the fear that nearly paralyzed her nerves, the medical student lunged forward. She threw her arms around Satria as he writhed on the floor, attempting to act as an anchor for his consciousness as it was tossed about by a storm of agony.The touch of Kirana’s cold, trembling hands provided a small spark of light in the darkness swallowing Satria. His breath came in ragged gasps, every lungful of air felt like inhaling shards of glass. Inside his throbbing skull, the raspy baritone of the War Emperor echoed once more, drowning out the sound of Kirana’s sobbing."Debt cannot be paid with tears, boy. The universe knows no mercy, it only knows equivalent exchange," the ancient heart chuckled, a sound like the grinding of gravestones. "Pay your interest on time, or I shall make you the main course at my banquet tabl

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