CHAPTER 7: PREPARING FOR WAR
Author: Jules
last update2026-01-09 18:05:32

The first twenty-four hours after accepting Sophia's deal, Marcus spent mostly unconscious.

His body was a wreck. The system debuff hit harder than expected. Muscles cramped randomly, headaches felt like icepicks through his skull, nausea came in waves. Sophia explained it clinically: "You borrowed future capability. Now your future self is suffering the consequences. Think of it like a loan shark breaking your kneecaps."

She left him on the couch with water, painkillers, and a bucket. Went about her business like Marcus wasn't there. Phone calls in languages he didn't recognize. Cleaning weapons at the kitchen table. Doing pull-ups from a bar mounted in the doorway.

Marcus drifted in and out. Fever dreams mixed with system notifications. The blood system kept trying to sell him things:

[RECOVERY BOOST: $10,000]

[DEBUFF REDUCTION: $50,000]

[INSTANT HEALING: $100,000]

But his balance was $15,047.23. He needed every dollar for the mission. So he suffered through it.

On the second day, h
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