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CHAPTER 201
“He’s in the 'Kill-Zone',” Glitch said. His voice turned serious. “The Architect is using the Mirror-Protocol. He’s trying to trick Evan into giving up the Spark. He’s showing him visions of a happy life. A life where the Bank never happened.”Marco stopped crawling. He looked at the dust motes dancing in the air. “Visions?” Marco asked. “Like the bicycle?”“Exactly,” Glitch said. “The Architect knows Evan's heart is his weakness. He’s trying to make the boy choose a beautiful lie over a painful truth.”Marco gritted his teeth. “Evan won't fall for it. He’s a survivor.”“Maybe,” Glitch said. “But the math is getting heavy, Marco. The Ark is descending. The Spire is sinking. The whole city is starting to bleed data. If Evan doesn't break the Mirror in five minutes, the Oracle will finish the harvest.”“I’m moving,” Marco said.He climbed faster. He didn't care about the pain in his shoulder. He didn't care about the rust in his lungs.He reached a junction. Three pipes met in a large,
CHAPTER 200
Marco’s fingers hit the spot. The guard’s body gave a violent jerk. His legs kicked once, twice, and then he went limp. He wasn't dead. But his brain had just been put into a forced reboot. He would be asleep for an hour.Marco stayed on top of him, gasping for air. His heart was racing. His vision was blurry. “One... two... three...” Marco counted.He looked at the guard’s wrist. There was no bio-watch. There was only a silver port.Marco pulled a small cable from his robotic sleeve. It was a "Data-Leech." He plugged it into the guard’s port.[ACCESSING UNIT 505...][BYPASSING FIREWALL...][ALERT CANCELLED: SYSTEM MAINTENANCE MODE]Marco let out a long breath. He had stopped the alarm. To the Spire’s computer, Unit 505 was just having a routine suit-check.“Good job, Sunshine,” Marco whispered to the empty air. “Now, where do I put you?”Marco grabbed the guard’s shoulders. The man was huge. He was six-foot-four and covered in fifty pounds of black steel. Marco was a thin grifter wi
CHAPTER 199
The maintenance alcove was a dark, narrow rib in the side of the great beast known as The Brass Leviathan. It was a space never meant for a human to stay in. It was a space for pipes. It was a space for wires. It was a space for the hot, oily breath of the machines that kept the rich people breathing and the poor people gambling.Marco sat in the shadows. He pulled his knees up to his chest. He was a small man in a large suit of armor, but right now, he felt like a mouse hiding from a cat. The air in the alcove was thick. It smelled like burnt hair and expensive soap. It was the smell of the High Spire. His robotic arm gave a tiny, sharp click.Marco winced. He reached over with his real hand and gripped the metal elbow. “Quiet, you piece of junk,” he whispered. He hated the arm. He hated that he had to have it. It was a reminder of the day he tried to be a hero for the first time and lost a piece of himself. But it was also a tool. A tool built by the Bank, now being used to brea
CHAPTER 198
In the center of the room was the Heart-Core. It was a massive machine made of gold and silver. It looked like a giant clock, but the gears were made of human bone. In the center of the clock was a glass sphere, the size of a car.Inside the sphere, a woman was floating. She was wearing a blue dress. Her hair was black and long, swirling around her in the blue liquid. Her eyes were closed. She looked peaceful."Mom," Evan whispered. He ran to the sphere. He pressed his hands against the cold glass."I’m here," Evan sobbed. "I’m here to take you home."The woman's eyes opened. They were not brown. They were not violet. They were solid, glowing white.Suddenly, the blue liquid inside the sphere turned black. The woman’s face changed. It didn't age, but it became sharp. It became a mask of cold, mechanical logic."Subject 04," she said. Her voice didn't come from the sphere. It came from every jar on the walls. It was a billion voices speaking at once."The variable has returned to the
CHAPTER 197
The garden at the top of the Spire was too quiet. It was a fake quiet. The trees were silver, and their leaves did not rustle in the wind because there was no wind. The blue water in the stream did not splash; it flowed like liquid glass. In the center of this beautiful, terrible place, Evan Kennedy stood facing the man who looked like his father. Arthur Kennedy. The Architect.Arthur looked young. He looked strong. He looked like the version of a father a child would draw in a picture book. He held the blue bicycle with one hand, his fingers resting on the rubber grip. His eyes were not human anymore. They were two violet suns, burning with the power of the Bank."Sixty seconds, Evan," Arthur said. His voice was like a song played on a harp made of bone. "Sixty seconds until the world hits zero. Sixty seconds until I delete the mistakes, the debts, and the dirt. We will start again. You, me, and your mother. A perfect circle."Evan felt the white light of the Infinite Spark roaring
CHAPTER 196
Evan didn't walk. He Flickered. He turned into a purple streak, moving through the crowd. To the people in the casino, he was just a cold wind blowing past their shoulders.He reached the "Sector 7" service door. It was a heavy iron door with a digital lock."Glitch, I’m at the door," Evan thought.“I’m on it, kid! I’m riding the alarm signal! The system thinks the door is already open for a repair crew! Three... two... one... CLICK.”The lock turned green. Evan pushed the door open and slipped inside. The noise of the casino vanished. The air became cold and quiet.He was in the "Nerve Center" hallway. This was the place he had seen in the Reconnaissance phase. The white marble floor. The gold wires. The blue pipes. But this time, he wasn't alone.Marco was there, leaning against a pillar. He had his rifle raised. He looked at Evan and gave a quick nod."We have two minutes before the Oracle reboots the camera loop," Marco said. "Where is the terminal?""This way," Evan said.They ra
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