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The Inheritance Protocol
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They spat on your name. They mocked your hunger. But now? They kneel before you. Once penniless and humiliated, Kai is suddenly declared the sole heir to a hidden empire, the richest consortium in the world. In a blink, the chains of poverty are broken, and he steps into a life of obscene luxury, limitless power, and dangerous influence. But with great wealth comes greater enemies. As old flames beg for forgiveness and former enemies plot in the shadows, Kai must navigate the glittering warzone of the elite, where one wrong move could cost him his fortune... or his life.
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Chapter 1
1. The Coins They Threw
The rain came down hard that morning, as if the sky itself was spitting on him.
Kai Everhart stood outside the café with soaked shoes, a crumpled résumé, and a stomach twisting with hunger.
A plastic bag barely shielded his only good shirt from the downpour. He had walked five miles to beg for a part-time dishwasher job that paid less than minimum wage. It was already filled.
The manager didn’t even look him in the eye. As he turned away, his phone vibrated, another message from his ex. "Are you still breathing, trash? Should’ve stayed in your lane."
His fingers tightened around the device until his knuckles went white. He didn’t reply.
What could he say? She had moved on with a man who wore Rolexes and drove a car that cost more than Kai’s entire block.
Last month, she dumped him in front of a crowd, calling him a "charity case with delusions of grandeur." People laughed. He didn’t sleep for three nights after.
He walked. No money for the bus. Just enough coins for a stale bun at the corner store.
By noon, he was back in his old neighborhood, where trash bags lined the curbs and opportunity came with a price no one could afford.
He stopped near the alley where he used to sleep when things were worse. An old man asked if he had spare change.
Kai gave him the last two coins in his pocket.
“Kindness will pay you back,” the old man rasped.
Kai just smiled weakly. “Let me know when.”
At 1:27 PM, the world stopped. Black SUVs. Five of them. All identical. They turned the corner like a synchronized beast and slowed beside him.
People stared. Windows tinted. Engines low and smooth like predators purring.
A man stepped out of the lead car. Tall. Immaculate suit. Polished shoes that didn’t dare touch the filth.
He walked up to Kai and gave a slight bow, not mockery, not sarcasm, but respect. “Mr. Everhart?”
Kai blinked. “Yeah?”
The man produced an envelope, thick, cream-colored, sealed in gold wax with an intricate emblem. “You are the named beneficiary of a private legacy. Your presence is requested immediately.”
Kai frowned. “A scam?”
“No, sir. Your identification has been verified. Your benefactor died last night. You are now the sole heir to Everhart Global Holdings.”
Kai almost laughed. He hadn’t eaten all day. He had no job, no hope, no family.
The last time someone offered him something, it was a con for a pyramid scheme. “You’ve got the wrong guy,” he said flatly.
But the man handed him a phone. A voice came through , calm, female, and direct. “Mr. Everhart. This is Executive Director Lin. We’ve been searching for you for years. Please get in the car.”
Click.
He looked at the vehicle. Inside, leather seats. A tablet displaying his name. Bottled water. Air conditioning.
His stomach growled. His mind screamed scam. His heart whispered destiny. He got in.
By 2:15 PM, he was flying down the freeway in a convoy of luxury.
The man beside him , “Mr. Thorne” , explained without blinking: “Your grandfather, Lucian Everhart, passed away last night. His instructions were sealed. He left everything to you , the corporation, assets, holdings, private properties, shares, and liquid funds. You are now one of the wealthiest individuals alive.”
Kai laughed. “I didn’t even know my grandfather.”
“He knew you.”
Thorne handed him a dossier. Inside were photos. Of Kai as a child. At school. On the street. Watching from afar.
Tears pricked his eyes, but he blinked them away. “I’m dreaming,” he muttered.
“You’re waking up, sir.”
By 3:00 PM, the gates opened. A private mansion, no, a palace, overlooking the coast, glass and steel and silence.
As he stepped out, servants bowed. The front doors swung open without a touch.
He was handed keys. To this house. To everything.
By 3:15 PM, his old phone buzzed. His ex, "Can we talk?"
His boss, "Hey... about that job... come back anytime. Actually, I was wondering if you'd be interested in a management position."
His uncle, "Kai, family is forever. Let’s talk soon." He stared at the messages.
Then dropped the phone in the koi pond. He stood on the balcony, wind in his face, staring at the sea.
They threw coins at him like a beggar. Now? He could buy the building they worked in and tear it down just for fun. But revenge could wait. He was still hungry, and now… he could feast.
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The Inheritance Protocol Chapter 130. The March Into Light 2
The scream didn't sound anymore. It was a vibration. It tore through every wall and wire, making the air itself tremble.Kai grabbed Rhea and pulled her down as the floor split open beneath them. White light poured out like liquid fire. “Move!” he shouted.The chamber shifted, reshaping itself. Pillars bent sideways, ceiling folding like paper. The giant spine of light at the center twisted, sending sparks across the air.Marek fired toward it. The bullets melted mid-flight. “Nothing’s sticking!” he yelled.“It’s not supposed to,” Rhea snapped, dragging him behind cover. “This thing’s rewriting matter!”Kai rose, shielding his eyes. “Holt!”The woman at the base of the spine had risen. Her restraints had turned into glowing armor wrapping around her body. Her hair floated like strands of light.When she spoke, her voice was layered, human, mechanical, and something else beneath both. “You shouldn’t have come.”Kai’s chest tightened. “We came for you.”“There’s no me to come for.”She
Last Updated : 2025-10-16The Inheritance Protocol Chapter 130. The March Into Light
Crest’s skyline was a forest of light, towers half melted, half alive, swaying like metal trees. The Spire rose at the center of it all, pulsing with white and blue veins that reached into the clouds.Every few seconds, a deep hum rolled across the city. The sound wasn’t mechanical. It felt like breathing.Kai stood on the edge of the ruins, his coat whipping in the wind. His eyes stayed on the tower.Behind him, the small strike team waited, twelve soldiers, Rhea, Marek, and two ex-Crest technicians who barely stopped shaking.Rhea moved beside him. Her face was pale under the flickering light. “Still think we can cut through that?”Kai didn’t answer right away. His hand rested on the pulse rifle slung over his shoulder. The weapon hummed softly, the core synced to his system.Finally, he said, “We don’t need to cut through. Just open a hole big enough to get inside.”Marek gave a short, humorless laugh. “And then what? Have tea with the machine god?”Kai’s eyes stayed on the tower.
Last Updated : 2025-10-16The Inheritance Protocol Chapter 129. The Echo Of Control
The Civic Spire still stood, but only barely. From a distance, it looked like a monument of cracked glass and smoke, its upper floors open to the gray sky. The fires had died, but the air still shimmered with leftover energy. Director Liane Holt moved through the lower hallways with a small escort of soldiers. Their boots echoed against the marble, the sound hollow and endless. She had not slept in two days. Her right arm was wrapped in a bandage where Kai’s blast had burned her.Every few steps, she passed bodies, soldiers, technicians, council aides. The medics had already stopped counting. “Director,” one of the guards said quietly. “The Chancellor is waiting for you.”She nodded. “In the war room?”“Yes, ma’am. With the remaining council members.”She kept walking. The elevator shaft was dead, filled with dust and light. They climbed the stairs, passing flickering wall screens still showing corrupted system messages:INHERITANCE PROTOCOL ACTIVECORE RESONANCE DETECTEDMANUAL OVE
Last Updated : 2025-10-15The Inheritance Protocol Chapter 128
The day broke thin and gray. Sirens moved like insects across the city. The council had spoken. The machines had answers.Director Liane Holt did not sleep. She wore a dark suit and carried a slim case. Her team waited in a low parking garage beneath the Civic Spire. Men and women in plain coats checked weapons. Their faces were cold. Each one had a badge that said only: BLACK UNIT.Holt looked at the line of faces. “We move in two waves,” she said. Her voice was short. “The first wave secures the surface routes. They cut civilian channels and block exits. The second wave goes for the tunnels. Find the prototype. Bring him here alive.”A captain stepped forward. His helmet hid most of his face. “Director, we also have psionic inhibitors ready. We can stop the resonance. We can take him in without heavy loss.”Holt nodded. “Use them. I want minimal blood. The council wants a clean capture. No public mess.”The men and women loaded into trucks. Engines hummed. Cameras rolled past them.
Last Updated : 2025-10-14The Inheritance Protocol Chapter 127. The Council’s 2
The day broke thin and gray. Sirens moved like insects across the city. The council had spoken. The machines had answers.Director Liane Holt did not sleep. She wore a dark suit and carried a slim case. Her team waited in a low parking garage beneath the Civic Spire. Men and women in plain coats checked weapons. Their faces were cold. Each one had a badge that said only: BLACK UNIT.Holt looked at the line of faces. “We move in two waves,” she said. Her voice was short. “The first wave secures the surface routes. They cut civilian channels and block exits. The second wave goes for the tunnels. Find the prototype. Bring him here alive.”A captain stepped forward. His helmet hid most of his face. “Director, we also have psionic inhibitors ready. We can stop the resonance. We can take him in without heavy loss.”Holt nodded. “Use them. I want minimal blood. The council wants a clean capture. No public mess.”The men and women loaded into trucks. Engines hummed. Cameras rolled past them.
Last Updated : 2025-10-13The Inheritance Protocol Chapter 127. The Council’s
The tower that had once ruled Crest was gone, but its shadow still ruled everything. From the upper levels of the rebuilt Civic Spire, the city stretched like a scar of light. Drones moved in slow formations through the night sky. The lower streets glowed red with checkpoints and scanners. The people lived under curfew, and their silence was the empire’s new anthem. Inside the council chamber, silence had another meaning, fear.Six figures sat around a black table that reflected their faces like water. The walls hummed with soft blue light from the screens displaying surveillance feeds: the ruins, the tunnels, the movements of soldiers.At the head of the table sat Chancellor Eran Vale, once a diplomat, now a man with the posture of a dying king. His white suit was spotless, but his eyes were bloodshot.“Report,” he said.A woman in a dark uniform, Director Liane Holt, head of internal security, stood. Her voice was cold and steady. “We’ve confirmed activity in the eastern tunnels.
Last Updated : 2025-10-12
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