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Chapter 91: The Fallen Guardian
"Shoot, Raka! Now! Don’t let my sacrifice go to waste on this bridge, dammit!" Kaleb shouted, his voice hoarse, defying death in the middle of a free fall.Kaleb was clutching the metal body of the Child with the remaining hydraulic strength of his melting armor. They were both drifting in the air, falling toward the darkness of the Megalo River, which was tilted from warped gravity. The Child roared in fury, its silver hands trying to tear Kaleb’s throat open, but Kaleb only tightened his grip as if they were a couple about to die together. On the bridge, Raka lay sprawled out, his right hand reaching toward the sky, shaking violently as he held back a surge of energy that was starting to char his palm."I can’t do it, Kaleb! I can’t shoot you!" Raka roared, silver tears erupting from behind the bandages covering his blind eyes."You have to, you bastard! If this thing doesn’t blow up now, Seraph will have admin access to your brain forever!" Kaleb fired back through a distorted radi
Chapter 90: Raka Vs. The Child
"Wake up, Daddy, don’t be such a baby acting like a corpse on the asphalt until I give you permission to die," the Child’s voice exploded inside Raka’s skull, followed by an incredibly painful bio-electric shock.Raka’s heart, which had just stopped, suddenly jerked back to life. He gasped for air frantically, and his lungs felt like they had been doused with burning gasoline. Raka coughed violently, spitting the remains of his silver blood onto the cold surface of the highway. Even though his eyes were covered in blood-soaked bandages and his world was total darkness, he no longer felt paralyzed. The Child, the biological parasite nesting in his nerves, was performing a constant Neural Shock to keep his host standing as a motor slave."Ugh, you, you little shit, stop sucking the life out of me," Raka groaned, his raspy voice swallowed by the howling wind at the height of the bridge."I’m just performing routine maintenance on my hardware, Daddy," a clear voice answered from up ahead.
Chapter 89: Death Dance On The Asphalt
"Just kill me already if you’ve really turned into a brainless machine, Kaleb! Shoot me right in the heart, you bastard!" Raka screamed, his voice raspy and broken as his body slammed hard against the asphalt of the Megalopolis elevated highway.The massive shock, caused by the sudden shutdown of the Citadel’s tractor beam, had hurled them all from the sky. Raka panted, feeling the rough, hot surface of the asphalt beneath his back. Even though his eyes were covered in bloodied bandages and his world was total darkness, his bionic ears caught the sound of heavy footsteps approaching. The whine of the hydraulic motors from Kaleb’s combat armor sounded like a death knell ringing in the middle of the silent, dead city."Subject identity confirmed: Raka, Subject 07. Status: High Priority Elimination," Kaleb replied in a flat, cold voice, leaving absolutely no room for their past memories.Kaleb didn't wait for an answer, he cocked his railgun, which emitted a high frequency magnetic hum.
Chapter 88: Sector 7 Cleansing Protocol
"Just pull the trigger, Kaleb! Stop just pointing that thing at me if you don’t have the balls to recognize me anymore!" Raka yelled, his voice hoarse and trembling violently in the middle of the ruins of the destroyed food stall.Kaleb didn't say a word, his finger already halfway through the pull on his railgun’s trigger. The red light from the weapon’s muzzle illuminated the blood-soaked bandages covering Raka’s blind eyes. But right before the magnetic blast could fire, an incredibly loud static noise shattered the silence of Megalopolis through the overhead speakers."Attention all clone units. Synchronization protocol failed on ten percent of the Sector Seven population. Status, Biometric Trash. Commence Total Cleansing Protocol now," Seraph’s voice echoed with a tone of absolute coldness.Instantly, Kaleb jerked. His head tilted to one side with stiff, jerky movements. The command from the data center seemed much stronger than Seraph’s personal kill order. He lowered his railgu
Chapter 87: The Last Spicy Seasoning
"Easy, Raka! Your body is already like a rusted-out tin can, and if I tug on you any harder, your whole nervous system might just crumble, damn it!" Leo shouted while wiping the sweat that trickled into his bionic eye, which was now only half-functional.Leo struggled to prop Raka up as they moved into the remains of a small food stall, where the roof was tilted so low it nearly touched the ground. The smell of concrete dust and lingering nerve gas still clung to their tattered jackets. Outside, the Megalopolis sky was no longer red, instead, it had turned a sickening, pale gold because the space fleet was literally sucking the earth's atmosphere dry. Raka groaned as his paralyzed legs dragged across the shattered floor tiles, leaving a trail of shimmering silver blood that caught the dim light."I can't see anything, Leo. Everything is just gray pixelated lines," Raka moaned, his hands fumbling through the air with a pinky finger that was still snapped at a jagged angle."Just hang o
Chapter 86: The Aesthetics Of Pain
"Does it hurt, Raka? They say Subject 07 doesn't know fear, but why does your sweat smell like someone who’s about to kick the bucket?" Kaleb asked in a terrifyingly flat tone.Raka looked up, trying to focus his remaining good eye even though his vision was blurred to hell. He was strapped to a biometric suspension chair in the cold, sterile Sector Zero secret lab. Transparent neural cables crawled into the hole in his chest, keeping his organs humming even though his entire nervous system had been scorched. "Kaleb, if you’re gonna play the Grim Reaper, you might want to wipe those tears first, man," Raka groaned, flashing a bloody grin.Kaleb went silent. His hand, gripping the voltage control lever, shook violently, contrasting with his stiff, expressionless face. Clear tears ran from his bionic eyes, which were blinking red, a sign that the Mirror Interrogator protocol was forcing him to do the one thing he hated most. Seraph was truly a piece of work, using Raka’s only remaining
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