2026-03-23 20:11:17The doors of the black van slammed shut with a deafening thud. Lisa Thorne screamed as she was thrown onto the cold metal floor of the vehicle, which sped away, leaving the narrow alley behind. The vegetables and fruits from her grocery bags were left crushed on the asphalt, serving as silent witnesses to her abduction.
Inside the dark van, Klaus von Richter sat elegantly with his legs crossed. His expensive suit didn't have a single crease. He swirled a crystal glass of red wine, st
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The Bloody Dress from Versailles
"You truly have no manners when visiting, Comtesse."Caleb Thorne's voice sounded very hoarse and trembled softly. The Shadow Emperor dropped his large body onto the leather chair in his study. His right hand quickly reached into his suit pocket, pulled out a white silk handkerchief, and pressed it firmly against his mouth.Cough. Khhrrr.Caleb coughed very hard. His body hunched over, enduring the pain tearing his right chest. Clumps of pitch-black blood spurted again, staining the white silk cloth with a thick liquid that smelled like rusted metal. His lung, destroyed by the steel spear in Frankfurt, continuously tortured his respiratory system. Every breath now felt like swallowing sharp shards of glass.The temperature inside the Black Castle's study suddenly changed. Not becoming freezing cold as usual, but turning into a very suffocating heat.The fresh air in the room was swept away. The incredibly pungent and intoxicating scent of
The Price of a Miracle
"Brother Caleb! Try listening to the melody of this part! I just finished it last night!"The sound of classical piano keys clinking played melodiously from the ground floor hall of the Black Castle. Lisa Thorne sat upright in front of her white Grand Piano. Viktor Krum stood beside the girl, clapping with his giant-sized hands. Viktor's cheerful laughter boomed, filling every corner of the room.Caleb Thorne stood silently on the second-floor balcony. He looked down through the carved iron railing. The morning wind of the Swiss mountains hit his hard face. He wore a very expensive custom-made black suit. A black leather eyepatch circled slantwise across his face, hiding his left eye socket which had died permanently. One week had passed since the hellish night in Frankfurt. Panopticon had been leveled to the ground. The global data syndicate had vanished without a trace from the world map.The European underworld now knelt in absolute fear. Rumors spread
Permanent Damage
"I have sutured every remaining blood vessel. But this is the maximum limit of human medical science and shadow magic that we can do."The steel door of the Black Castle's underground operating room slid open with the sound of a heavy hydraulic hiss. Twelve hours had passed since the emergency helicopter brought Caleb Thorne's shattered body from Frankfurt back to the Swiss mountains.Isabella Vane immediately jumped up from the waiting chair in the hallway. Her tactical dress was still stained with dried blood from the previous battle. Beside her, Lisa Thorne stood with swollen eyes and a deathly pale face from crying all night long after seeing her brother brought in in a dying condition.Dr. Hans Gruber took off his surgical mask, which was wet with sweat and splatters of silvery-black blood. The face of the mad doctor who usually always sported a psychopathic smile now looked very grim and extraordinarily exhausted. The bags under his eyes were pitch b
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"My system is clean of all viruses, Boss." The voice broke the silence of Panopticon's main server room, which was now shattered to pieces. Thick smoke smelling of burning plastic and ozone enveloped the cold air. On the glass floor, Silas Croft's body lay lifeless with bulging, blood-shot eyes, leaving small twitches of post-mortem muscle spasms at his fingertips. Caleb Thorne was still sprawled on the floor. His left hand gripped the broken glass table tightly, trying to support the remaining weight of his body. He lifted his face slowly. His one remaining brown eye stared straight at the figure standing a few steps in front of him. Zero's spirit no longer emitted a blinding neon green light. The rows of binary code that previously flowed heavily from the bullet hole in his head now stopped completely. The hacker ghost's terrifying form slowly began to fade. The gaping hole in the young man's forehead closed tightly, hiding the violent
Zero and One Justice
"Please, I beg you, Thorne. I have billions of Euros in offshore accounts. I can give it all to you. Don't kill me!"Silas Croft's scream shattered the cold air in Panopticon's main server room. The usually flawless tech sociopath now backed away in panic until his oversized chair toppled over. His body hit the glass floor hard. He sobbed, crawling backward trembling, away from the horrifying figure stepping into his room.On the main monitor screen behind Silas, the AI system still blinked bright red displaying the text *target deceased*. However, the reality standing before him was very far from dead.Caleb Thorne ignored the pitiful wailing. Every breath he took sounded wet and gurgling, creating a horrifying noise due to his right lung filled with blood. The jagged piece of steel spear was still firmly lodged in his chest. An incredibly sharp pain tore his nervous system every time he stepped forward.Caleb stopped walking. He vomited a clump
System Error
"You have truly lost your mind, Thorne!" shrieked Silas Croft from behind the loudspeakers, his tone shrill cutting through the billowing nerve gas. CRAAASSH! The solid, pointed steel spear as thick as an adult's arm slammed into Caleb's body without mercy. The cold metal tore his white shirt, shattered his right ribs with an incredibly loud snapping sound, and pierced straight through, tearing his right lung. The jagged steel tip protruded out from Caleb's back, dripping pitch-black blood mixed with fresh red blood onto the glass floor. Caleb coughed violently. Fresh blood spurted from his mouth, wetting the floor beneath his feet. "What did you just do, you idiot?!" roared Silas from inside the safe server room. His voice cracked with a completely irrational panic. "What kind of combat tactic is this?! You killed yourself on purpose!" "I am turning off your machine, Silas," answered Caleb quietly. His breat
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