2026-02-02 11:04:35Enjoy your champagne, Father, Adrian thought with absolute coldness. Because for every sip you take today, you will pay with a liter of blood in the future.
The system screen before his eyes flickered, displaying a new mission.
[ FIRST MISSION: ERASE OLD IDENTITY. ]
Adrian stepped out of that dark ward, leaving Mia frozen in fear. As he walked down the hospital corridor, every light he passed exploded, drowning his trail in perfect darkness.
The two guards were still sprawling on the cracked marble floor, their breathing sounding like they were choking on fluid. The gravitational pressure Adrian created felt so real, as if the atmosphere in the room had turned into molten lead weighing down their lungs.
"Adrian... what are you doing?" Mia’s voice shook violently. She huddled in the corner of the room, staring at the young man before her with pure terror.
Adrian did not look back. He simply stared at his hands, which no longer trembled. The wound on his left abdomen had completely vanished, leaving behind smooth skin as if Dr. Vane’s scalpel had never touched him.
"Nurse, the hospital access key. Where are you keeping it?" Adrian asked. His voice was flat and emotionless, like a gust of wind across a snowy field.
"For what? We have to run, Adrian! The police are coming!"
"The access key, Mia. Now."
Mia reached into her uniform pocket with trembling fingers and threw a magnetic card toward Adrian. Adrian caught it mid-air with a reflexive movement far faster than a normal human's.
[ AREA ANALYSIS COMPLETE: SERVER ROOM IS ON THE THIRD FLOOR, WEST CORRIDOR. ]
That voice... Adrian closed his eyes for a moment, letting the interface of the Altar of Loss system map out the entire building in his head. Take me there.
"Stay here if you want to live," Adrian told Mia. He stepped out of the ward, letting the door swing open.
"Adrian! You can't just leave! They’ll kill you!" Mia screamed from inside the room.
Adrian paused for a moment in the dimly lit corridor. "They already tried, Nurse. And they failed."
Adrian’s footsteps sounded steady on the corridor floor. Every time he passed a ceiling light, it flickered and burst, creating a path of darkness behind him. At a junction, three fully uniformed security guards appeared with holstered weapons.
"Hey! Stop right there!" one of them shouted.
[ TARGET DETECTED. RECOMMENDATION: NON-LETHAL NEUTRALIZATION TO CONSERVE ALTAR ENERGY. ]
"Who are you?" the officer approached, his flashlight shining on Adrian’s face. "Subject B-02? How could you...."
Adrian didn’t wait for them to finish. He moved like a shadow. With a single thrust of his hand, he struck the first officer’s solar plexus. Before the second officer could draw his weapon, Adrian twisted the man's wrist and slammed his head against the wall.
"Damn it! Stop or I’ll shoot!" the third officer cocked his gun.
Too slow, Adrian thought.
[ ACTIVATE: TACTICAL PERCEPTION. ]
Time seemed to slow down for Adrian. He could see every movement of the officer’s finger on the trigger. He stepped aside, letting the bullet whistle past his ear, then delivered a straight kick to the man's chest, sending him flying five meters away.
"Server room," Adrian muttered. He tapped Mia's access card against the steel door panel in front of him.
The door opened. Inside, thousands of server indicator lights blinked green amidst the loud hum of cooling fans. Adrian walked toward the main console. His hands danced over the keyboard with impossible speed.
[ CONNECTING TO DURNEVRA CORP DATABASE... ]
[ LEVEL 4 ENCRYPTION DETECTED. ]
[ INITIATING DATA DELETION... ]
"What are you doing here?" a heavy voice echoed from the doorway.
Adrian turned. A well-built man in a black suit and earpiece stood there. Dimitri’s head of security.
"Erasing a mistake," Adrian replied coldly.
"Mr. Dimitri ordered you to be dealt with if you tried to resist. You should have died peacefully in your bed, kid."
"The Adrian Durnevra you knew is indeed dead," Adrian looked back at the monitor. "I’m just making sure no trace of him remains in this world."
"Stop that right now!" the man pulled out a pistol and fired three shots in rapid succession.
Adrian didn’t dodge. He simply raised his left hand. A dark blue transparent shield appeared instantly, stopping the bullets mid-air before they fell to the floor with a hollow metallic clink.
"Impossible..." the man stepped back, his face deathly pale.
[ DATA DESTRUCTION PROCESS: 100% COMPLETE. ]
[ DIGITAL BACKUPS AT DURNEVRA HOSPITAL HAVE BEEN TOTALLY WIPED. ]
Adrian pulled a flash drive from the console containing the only remaining copy of his original medical data. He then pressed the 'Enter' key one last time.
Every server rack in the room exploded simultaneously as the Altar system triggered a massive short circuit. Fire began to spread rapidly, consuming all evidence of the illegal experiments ever conducted in this place.
"Tell Dimitri," Adrian said as he walked past the man in the suit, who was still frozen on the floor. "The architect has begun building his hell."
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Adrian stared at the monitor displaying Durnevra Corp’s organizational structure. Every day, he felt his humanity eroding further. Hunger remained, but he only ate because of system alerts. He slept only because Altar demanded the restoration of cognitive functions. Happiness, sadness, even exhaustion seemed to have been erased from his vocabulary."Two weeks," Adrian murmured. "Two weeks to get into their system."He opened a file recently sent by one of his new informants. It was internal data regarding the construction tender for a secret laboratory on the outskirts of the city. There, listed as the project lead, was the name Julian Durnevra."So you’re the one holding the reins, Brother?" Adrian gave a thin smile. A smile that didn't reach his dark eyes.He typed a series of commands, infiltrating Julian’s financial server. There, he found something far more interesting than mere numbers. Julian had been embezzling company funds to cover his exorbitant medical expenses, treatments
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The small bell above the door of the Black Crow Bar chimed weakly, swallowed by the low thrum of bass vibrating through the smoky room. Adrian stepped inside, pulling his hoodie lower. The pungent smell of tobacco and cheap alcohol filled the air, but to his numb tongue, it all felt like hollow vapor."Aris?" a stout man with a jagged scar across his cheek waved from a dim corner. That was Silas, the information broker who controlled the communication lines of the Gray District.Adrian sat in front of Silas without a word. His cold eyes scanned the bar, noting every exit and the number of potential threats."You look like a lost college kid, boy," Silas chuckled, pouring a yellow liquid into a glass. "Are you sure you want to play here? One and a half million dollars can vanish overnight if you make the wrong move.""I didn't come here to drink, Silas," Adrian replied flatly. His voice sounded like the scraping of metal. "I came to buy a network. I need access to Durnevra Corp’s black
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[ OFFER AVAILABLE 'ABSOLUTE MARKET ANALYSIS' ABILITY. ][ PRICE: SENSE OF TASTE. ]Adrian fell silent. His hand, holding a piece of bread, stopped in mid-air. His sense of taste?"You mean I’ll never taste food again?" he asked flatly.[ CORRECT. HUMANS USE TASTE FOR PLEASURE. AN ARCHITECT ONLY REQUIRES NUTRITION. DO YOU ACCEPT? ]Adrian remembered Elena. He remembered how his mother always ordered five-star chefs to prepare Julian's favorite dishes, while Adrian often received only leftovers or was put on a strict diet to maintain the quality of his organs. His tongue had never truly tasted the luxury of affection."Take it," Adrian said without hesitation. "The taste of food won't help me drag Dimitri to hell."Instantly, a sensation like melting ice spread from the base of his tongue to his throat. Adrian felt as if every nerve in his mouth had gone numb. He tried to take another bite of the bread.Tasteless.The bread no longer had the flavor of wheat or yeast. Its texture felt li
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Adrian leapt out through the shattered glass window, landing smoothly on the asphalt of the underground parking lot. He moved quickly toward the back gate, dodging the sweep of patrol lights that were beginning to flood the hospital’s front lawn.That night, the world felt different to Adrian. He no longer felt the cold, no longer felt fear. The void in his chest provided a terrifying tranquility. He slipped through narrow alleys, moving away from the city center toward a neglected industrial district.A few hours later, as dawn began to peek over the eastern horizon, Adrian stood atop a crumbling, half-collapsed old building. The sharp morning wind played with his messy strands of hair.[ STATUS: ESCAPE SUCCESSFUL. ][ ALTAR ENERGY: 45%. REST RECOMMENDED. ]Adrian stared at the blue folder in his hand, the one he had stolen from beside his bed the folder that labeled him as Subject B-02. With a slow movement, he tore the papers into small pieces, letting them scatter in the wind."Th
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