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“They are Delta-grade operatives. Their armor is hardened against signal interference. I cannot disable their systems.” “Then we do this the old way,” Mara whispered. She pulled a compact shock-blade from her belt. Adrian steadied his breathing, adjusting the grip on his own weapon. But before they could move— The facility lights died. Darkness swallowed everything. For a heartbeat, the only sound was the hum of metal cooling. Then the emergency strips ignited— Not their usual white glow, but a deep violet, pulsing in slow waves across the corridor walls. Rhea froze, her image flickering violently. “This—this should not be happening.”

The green lines of code on the main screen suddenly began to stutter, turning a violent, blinding amber color before completely dissolving into chaotic strings of corrupted text. CRITICAL ERROR: LATENCY CORRUPTION DETECTED. INTERNAL DIRECTORY WIPED: 100% HOST DATABASE COMPROMISED. "What... what is this?" Valerie’s voice dropped to a horrified shriek as she lunged toward the console, pushing Davis out of the way. She furiously tapped the screen, but the terminal was completely locked, a single, looping line of text overwriting her entire private server. PROPERTY OF ARIA INITIATIVE. THANK YOU FOR THE TELEMETRY.

The operator hit the master key. The red text dissolved. The screen went black for one second. Then a white light began to bleed through the center of the glass.

I lean closer, ignoring the chaos. “I’m right here.” “…can’t… see…” he whispers. “I’m here!” “…too loud…” “Then focus on me!” The system pulses again— stronger— clearer— “…external interference detected…” “Yeah, that’s me,” I snap. “…removal required…” “Try it.” The lights flicker. Just for a second. But enough for everyone to notice. “What the hell was that?” “Power fluctuation?” No. Not power.

“System failure.” Marcus clenched his jaw. “And patients?” Adrian did not answer because he didn’t need to. They all knew. Yvonne closed her eyes for a second. “We stop the next one.” Her voice was firm now Marcus nodded. “Yes.” Adrian looked at her. “We don’t miss again.” Yvonne looked back at the screen. The red dot kept blinking, a sign of what was already lost. Then another dot flickered. Not red but changing. Yvonne pointed.

Click. Click. Click. The sound of the PS5 controller being pressed with insane, rhythmic speed was the only music in the living room of the apartment tonight. The harsh blue light from the 55-inch TV screen reflected off Arka's expressionless face, though his focus was deadly. Beside him, Bima was shouting in pure frustration, his thumbs moving wildly as he tried to fend off the relentless, heavy attacks from Arka's fighter character. Radit was out getting food, leaving the two of them in an arena far hotter than a mere simulation on a screen.

It was about what was *under* it. The package began to emit a steady, rhythmic, blinking red light.

It started squeezing my throat again as the lights flickered and new red warning messages flashed across every screen: WARNING: FORSAKEN PROTOCOL ACTIVATED CONTAINMENT BREACH IN PROGRESS

"It's fine. We can talk later." Walking into the OutPost's living room, I drop onto the sofa we have and cross my legs. I lay back my head and close my eyes. As I rest my mind, a beeping sound knocks me out of it. The beeping gets louder and the lights to the OutPost turn red. "Shoot," I say, pushing myself up and running over to the computer. When I get there, JumpStart and SpeedBlade are already there. "What trouble is there," SpeedBlade asks, looking at the OutPost's computer as JumpStart types away on it.

He couldn't help but smile at the thought that he had at least four more Divine Luck Cards in his inventory. Yu Liang hoped that six chances of being OCC would be enough to help him straighten out this world, if he used more than that it would be a shame, after all, this is still the starting level of Dark BL.