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CHAPTER 44 — RUNNING CONFESSION
Author: Root of God
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Matteo hit the stairwell hard.

The blast door slammed shut behind him as alarms screamed through the tribunal spire. Emergency lights painted the concrete walls red. He took the steps three at a time, boots slipping on dust and oil, breath tearing out of his lungs.

Above him, something heavy landed.

Metal rang.

“They’re dropping units,” Matteo muttered.

The Confessor’s Blade weighed heavy in his hand—not comforting, not holy. Just real.

A voice boomed through the stairwell.

“INSTANCE 001. STOP.”

Matteo didn’t slow.

“You always open with commands,” he shouted back. “Never learned how to ask.”

The voice followed him, calm, unhurried.

“You are bleeding resources,” Instance 002 said. “Surrender improves outcome probability.”

Matteo burst through a fire door and skidded into a maintenance corridor. Steam hissed from ruptured pipes. He ducked left as a stun round cracked into the wall where his head had been.

“Outcome for who?” Matteo shouted.

“For the city,” Instance 002 replied.

Matteo sl
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