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Masks and Echoes
A moist, sour breath rasped over Calvin’s palm as he throttled the masked assassin. Up close, the latex smelled faintly of glue and rancid greasepaint. The man’s eyes—pale gray, rimmed with burst vessels—bulged with fury rather than fear. And then he uttered a phrase in a rapid series of clicks and consonants—so quick it could have been mistaken for a choking fit.“Serpent … sheds … skin,” the assassin whispered.Three words. It meant abort and flee in an extinct coastal dialect—one that only the inner circle of Han Xin’s court still practiced.Across the aisle, President Lee’s head jerked up. His face—already chalky in the candlelight—lost what little color remained. Recognition flashed in his eyes. Then survival instinct devoured everything else.He bolted.“Guards!” Lee shrieked, pitching his voice with theatrical tremor as he shoved through monks and mourners. “Protect me—he’s gone mad!”The effect was instantaneous. Panic detonated like fireworks beneath a silk canopy. Gasps ripp
Funeral of a Living Man
The moon was still tangled in the horizon when Calvin summoned Arden to the back entrance of the newly rebuilt clinic. A single hurricane lamp cast a weak amber glow, catching motes of turmeric dust that still floated in the air. The place smelled of antiseptic, scorched wood, and fresh plaster—a testament to weeks of nonstop reconstruction.Arden arrived in a swirl of night‑fog, coat half buttoned, hair slick with dew. “You sent for me at—” he checked a battered pocket‑watch—“three twenty‑six a.m. I assume this isn’t a house‑call.”Calvin stood beside an examination table, bandages still peeking beneath his shirt. His eyes, however, were knives—cold, focused, alive. “I need the whole world to believe I’m dead.”Arden’s breath hitched. “You want… a funeral?”“Exactly.” Calvin folded his arms. “A funeral…and a body.”“Where in the Six Realms am I supposed to find a body that passes for you?”“A nameless corpse,” Calvin replied, tone clinical. “There was a chemical blast at the Hathen t
The Antidote That Shouldn’t Exist
Although the System had successfully neutralized the Kalasert venom, Calvin’s recovery was anything but swift.It took twelve agonizing hours.Twelve hours of lying on the frigid floor, barely conscious, feeling like every breath was a battle. His muscles had locked up. His organs throbbed with residual trauma. Even his thoughts came slow, as if wading through molasses. Rising from the edge of death wasn't just a physical feat—it was an act of war against the body itself.But Calvin Hudson was not the kind of man who surrendered to the pain.He wasn’t wasting a second.Even as his body lay still, cocooned in sweat and blood, his mind was sharp—digging, sifting, hunting. He entered a deep meditative trance, slowing his breathing, silencing the screaming nerves, and turning inward. The halls of his mind unfolded like a well-kept library, and he marched through them, pulling memory after memory off their metaphorical shelves.“Come on… think,” he murmured to himself, his voice hoarse. “W
Venom
Calvin’s body convulsed violently.It was no longer just pain—it was a raging inferno surging through his veins, a firestorm that started in his throat and tore through his chest like molten glass. Every heartbeat pounded like a war drum inside his ribcage, echoing with suffering. The venom wrapped around his lungs like barbed wire, crushing every breath into a gasping, agonized wheeze. His limbs jerked uncontrollably, flailing with no coordination. He collapsed onto his knees, the cold surface beneath him offering no comfort—only a cruel reminder that his body was failing him.The edges of his vision darkened, like shadows creeping in from another world. Black spots swirled in his eyes, and every blink became a desperate attempt to hold onto consciousness. His breath caught in his throat, dry and burning, each inhale like trying to swallow shards of broken glass.Then came the System’s voice—distorted, flickering, broken like a glitched recording.[Warning: Internal system disruption
Dream
The night air felt cold, piercing Calvin's skin even though his body was wrapped in a thick, warm blanket. The chill came from a dream slowly dragging him back to a childhood he had nearly forgotten.In his dream, Calvin stood in the hallway of his old house. The white walls had begun to yellow, and the carpet on the floor looked worn. He heard the soft laughter of his younger self, probably around seven years old. Moments later, he saw little Calvin running around aimlessly before he collided with a young woman carrying a cup of tea."Calvin, don't run around the house! It's dangerous if this hot tea spills on you," the woman gently scolded. Her face was warm. Her hair was loosely tied back, and her eyes looked at Calvin with a tenderness that always made him feel safe.Mom... adult Calvin whispered in his heart. His blood rushed at the sight of his mother and hearing her voice again—the voice that had long disappeared from his memory—filling his chest with a tight, aching longing."
It Should’ve Exploded
A subordinate knelt before President Lee, the supreme leader of Han Xin, who sat on his throne and looked down at the man with a haughty expression. “What news do you bring me this time?” he said mockingly.The atmosphere in the room was suffocating and tense, filled with the cruel aura that emanated from President Lee—even when the tyrant wasn’t committing any atrocities.“Forgive me, my lord. Calvin is still alive, and he survived the plane crash with ease,” the man explained timidly.President Lee’s face immediately hardened. His eyes darkened, and his fists clenched tightly. “You couldn’t even kill a cockroach?” he hissed sharply. “Are you sure you did your job properly?”The subordinate didn’t dare answer directly. He bowed even lower, almost as if trying to disappear into the floor. His knees trembled violently, and cold sweat began to drip from his temples. His breath was ragged, unable to bear the burning gaze of President Lee. His courage shrank to nothing—even though the Pre
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