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OF BLOOD POWER AND LIES

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The world around Marvin was dark and quiet.

It was no longer the golden, peaceful lounge of La Vie En Rose. No music. No warmth. Only the low hum of silence and the smell of rust and oil.

Dim lights flickered from old, hanging bulbs. The walls were made of bare concrete, and the floor was stained with grease.

Broken car parts, metal tools, and oil drums were scattered everywhere. It looked like an old, abandoned car garage. Cold. Lonely. Empty of life.

The only sound was the soft drip of water from a leaking pipe in the corner.

Marvin’s head felt heavy. His eyes were half-closed. His whole body was weak—like he had been running for days with no food, no rest.

Sweat rolled down his forehead, sticking his hair to his face. His mouth was dry. His tongue felt thick.

Slowly, he began to wake up more. He tried to move.

That’s when he realized…

He couldn’t.

His arms were spread apart, each one was chained tightly to the sides of a steel pole.

His legs too were stretched and chained to the

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HYPNOSIS AND HYSTERIA
"Wait, but…" the young man stammered, his eyes were wide with a dawning realization. “But you look different.”Jayden met his gaze, there was a flicker of something unreadable in his own eyes. Different, indeed. He remembered the musty smell of the safe house, the struggling form of the real Abdul Khyber. He remembered the painstaking hours spent studying photographs, meticulously replicating the man’s moustache and mimicking the precise cut of his hair. It was a detail, a small, superficial alteration, but one designed to anchor his disguise in the minds of those who knew Abdul only by reputation or fleeting glimpses. The glowing bracelet, a clever, distracting trinket, was another layer of misdirection, drawing the eye away from any subtle discrepancies.“You will be quiet,” Jayden’s voice was a low, resonant rumble, cutting through the young man’s burgeoning confusion. His eyes, usually warm, now held a cold, unwavering intensity that promised severe repercussions for disobedie
THE KHYBER DISGUISE
The grand doors of Khyber Company Headquarters hissed shut behind Jayden Cole, sealing him inside a world of calculated deceit. The cool, controlled air within felt heavy with unspoken secrets. As he stepped onto the polished floor of the vast lobby, the hum of technology vibrated around him, it was a constant reminder of the Khybers' pervasive influence.He moved with an unhurried grace, his stride was confident, his eyes were scanning the bustling scene. Workers, whose faces were illuminated by the eerie glow of computer screens, paused their frantic typing to glance up. Whispers rippled through the open-plan offices like a digital current. Heads turned. Eyes narrowed. They were trying to place him, to recall a name or a face from the sprawling Khyber family tree. He wasn’t immediately recognizable, yet his demeanor commanded attention, the kind of subtle authority that suggested deep roots within the company’s powerful hierarchy.Jayden’s lips curved into a faint, almost imper
THE INFILTRATOR
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THE NEURO VIRAL TRUTH
“What are you talking about?” Yusuf asked, there was a slight furrow in his brow, his usually calm voice was now tinged with a rare hint of confusion. He had laid out every crucial piece of the puzzle, every element he believed Jayden had requested. What could possibly be missing?Jayden’s gaze hardened, it was a silent warning. His expression made it clear he wasn’t in the mood for games or evasions. The air in the vehicle, already thick with unspoken tension, seemed to hum. Then, a subtle but profound change began to ripple through Jayden. A faint, ethereal sky-blue glow started to pulse from his eyes, it was a light that seemed to emanate from deep within him. It wasn't harsh, but it was undeniable, almost as if miniature stars had ignited in his pupils. A low, almost imperceptible buzzing sound accompanied the light, it was a gentle thrumming that seemed to resonate in the very bones of the car. And then, the veins on Jayden’s hands, resting loosely on his lap, began to puls
THE KEY TO THE MIND WAR
“So, where is it? Did you bring it?” Jayden asked, his gaze was locked on Yusuf.Yusuf's steady eyes met Jayden’s own. There was no hesitation, no dramatic pause. “Yes,” he replied, his voice was still calm, measured, and almost flat.Jayden felt a surge of relief, though he kept his expression neutral. “Okay?” he prompted, with a touch of impatience seeping into his tone. He needed to see it, to hold the proof in his hands.Yusuf held Jayden’s gaze for a few silent seconds, his expression was unreadable. It wasn't a challenging stare, but a deliberate one, as if assessing Jayden’s readiness or perhaps just confirming his own resolve. Then, with a slow, precise movement, Yusuf reached down to the sleek, dark briefcase resting on the floor between his feet. The leather was supple, the clasps were gleaming faintly in the dim light. He unlatched it with a soft click and, without looking away from Jayden, he reached inside.His hand emerged, holding a small, metallic object. It was a f
YUSUF IS CLOSE
It was an unknown number. He usually didn't answer unknown calls, but something in him urged him to pick up.“Hello, who is this?” he asked, his voice was low, trying not to disturb the ongoing performance."Mr Jayden, it is Yusuf Khyber."Jayden jerked, leaning forward in his seat, his laughter was instantly forgotten. His eyes, moments ago crinkled with mirth, now narrowed with a mixture of surprise and sudden focus. Carl, who was still wheezing with laughter beside him, seemed not to notice Jayden’s sudden tension. The sound of Captain Corporate Crusader was loudly interrogating a head of lettuce filled the hall, it was a stark contrast to the quiet intensity that had just settled over Jayden.“Oh, Yusuf,” Jayden replied, his voice was barely a whisper, his gaze was darting around the dimly lit hall as if searching for something unseen. “What’s up?”There was a brief pause on the other end, a faint rustle of what sounded like fabric, before Yusuf’s calm, almost unnervingly stead

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