Arming Death
Author: A.K.AN NUR
last update2026-04-07 19:03:34

That threatening message had been delivered perfectly, cutting through the night air, bringing pure terror straight to the heart of Lord Arthur Vane's defenses in the mountain fortress. Far from the panic that struck the Alps, the atmosphere in the Black Castle's basement was instead filled with an incredibly deadly calmness. This was not the calmness of a resting place, but the silence of a weapons factory preparing to produce an apocalypse.

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  • Discarding Logic

    "A very touching sacrifice, Mr. Thorne. You truly let yourself die a foolish death for a woman and your pet dog."Silas Croft's synthesized voice echoed bouncing off the steel walls of the fiftieth-floor hallway. The flat tone of artificial intelligence pierced through the increasingly thick gray-green nerve gas smoke.Caleb Thorne coughed violently. He vomited clumps of black blood onto the glass floor. His right leg, torn by a bullet, felt incredibly heavy as he forced himself to step forward. His black suit was already torn and soaked with his own bodily fluids."They are not pets, Silas," answered Caleb with ragged breath, staring straight at the end of the long hallway before him. "They are my family. And I never let junk machines touch my family.""Family is a biological weakness. An inefficient variable that always leads to destruction," replied Silas through the ceiling speakers. "Look at yourself now. Your lungs are beginning to fail proc

  • The Bleeding God

    "Fall back, Viktor! You will die a foolish death if you keep standing in front of me!"Caleb Thorne's voice sounded hoarse and panting. His breath raced hard on the cold server room floor. Silvery-black blood continued to flow heavily from the torn wounds on his left shoulder and right thigh. The thick fluid soaked through the remains of his white shirt, creating dark puddles that reflected the flashes of gunfire."A good dog never leaves its master when under attack, My King!" roared Viktor Krum accompanied by a shrill, mad laugh.The Russian giant stood firmly withstanding the rain of bullets. Three gaping holes in his stomach and chest continued to spew fresh blood. The barrel of the Gatling machine gun in his hands glowed burning red from overheating, but he kept pulling the trigger towards the ceiling. Unfortunately, Viktor's bullets only destroyed concrete and empty cables. Panopticon's spider drones moved with an agility that made absolutely no sens

  • One Step Too Late

    "Execute the anomaly now."Silas Croft's mechanical voice echoed chillingly from the ceiling speakers, giving an absolute command to his killing machines.For an ordinary human, realizing a trap exists in less than a second is an impossibility. However, Caleb Thorne's military brain worked much faster. His one remaining eye had seen that the hundreds of red laser dots were not aimed at his chest, but rather locked onto the empty space exactly one meter to his left.Caleb knew that was his landing spot. However, the electrical signal from his brain had already been sent to his leg muscle fibers. The exploding biomechanical momentum of a high-level soldier could not simply be canceled in mid-air. His godly combat reflexes had betrayed him.Caleb leapt to the left at lightning speed.RATATATATA!The sound of automatic machine gun fire from hundreds of turrets shattered the quiet air of the server room. Thousands of high-caliber bull

  • The Unguarded Glass Fortress

    "This place is too quiet, Caleb. Even for the size of a secret data syndicate headquarters."Isabella Vane whispered sharply while pressing her back against a main lobby pillar. Both her hands tightly gripped a silenced semi-automatic pistol. Her eyes, emitting wild silver flashes, swept every corner of the spacious room.They had just stepped into the Panopticon skyscraper in the heart of Frankfurt city. The giant building was made entirely of pitch-black glass that absorbed the street light. Just as Isabella had said, the main lobby lined with gray marble was completely empty. There were no security guards patrolling. There was no receptionist behind the marble desk. Even the metal detector gates in front of the elevator access were completely dead.Caleb Thorne stood tall in the middle of the lobby. His black suit covered the ancient bone vest he wore. His right hand reached into his pocket, pulled out a white handkerchief, and he coughed softly into th

  • The Hacker's Debt

    "Leave me alone tonight, Bella. My head truly needs total silence."Caleb Thorne's voice sounded very flat and hollow, cutting off the footsteps of Isabella Vane, who was just about to follow him into the Black Castle's study. The woman stopped in the doorway. Her eyes looked sadly at the Shadow Emperor's broad back. Caleb had just returned from the funeral of the five orphanage children he failed to save."Alright. Call me if the pain in your wound stings again," answered Isabella softly, then pulled the door handle and closed it tightly.The castle's main study instantly sank into a gripping silence. Caleb walked unsteadily towards his oversized leather chair behind the giant oak desk. He dropped his body onto the chair with an incredibly heavy sigh.A black leather eyepatch was now fitted around his head, covering his left eye socket, which was permanently blind and completely dead due to his brutal sacrifice a few hours ago.Cough. Co

  • Ashes of Humanity

    "Five small-sized coffins, Caleb. I have seen thousands of corpses in this underworld, but I don't think I will ever get used to seeing coffins that small."Isabella Vane stood close beside Caleb. The incredibly cold and bleak morning wind swept across the public cemetery on the outskirts of the city. In the distance, the sound of ambulance sirens still wailed mournfully in turns from the direction of the orphanage ruins, which had now been leveled to scorched asphalt. The smell of fire smoke was even carried to where they stood.Caleb stood frozen like a stone monument. A black leather eyepatch now covered his completely dead left eye socket. The thick black blood that had stained his face all night had been carefully cleaned by Dr. Hans, but the throbbing pain penetrating to the base of his skull still clearly remained. That wound would never heal. It was the permanent price of a flawed tactic.In front of them, about fifty meters from where Caleb stood,

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