the obsidian proxy
jhumzcommander thornthanos i am inevitable
“I will see you at 7 AM. We have a company to save.”
As he vanished into the back of his town car, the vehicle pulling smoothly away, Elias remained on the curb. he was not just observing his retreat; he was observing the complete, catastrophic failure of his mission's emotional containment protocols. The affection was no longer a tool; it was an active vulnerability, a fundamental security breach that would, inevitably, lead to mutually assured destruction. he had just guaranteed the end of the Proxy, and likely the ruin of the man he had been sent to destroy.