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“Kade, what is Thaltos planning?” “That’s exactly what I’ve been trying to find out for years. My grandmother’s prophecy said a great darkness was coming. That Lunar Wolves would either stop it or feed it. I’ve had my people searching for information for five years.” He stood up and began pacing. “Thaltos disappeared from the pack records over three decades ago. He was originally a Nightshade Wolf. Then he went rogue. Started practicing blood magic. Now there are rumors he’s building something. Maybe an army. A ritual. No one knows for sure.”

You monster! As Arthur continued to curse him, Charles stepped closer, and closer… Then, Charles beat his own father wildly, completely gone mad, and how could an old man who was suffering from starvation and cold ever win against that? At first, the old man struggled, before his voice died down as well. After killing his parents, Charles tore open the final pack of instant noodles and gnawed at it as hard as he could. The noodles were practically encased in frost, and as hard as bricks, so he even had to pound his chest forcefully just to force them down his throat.

"We have one advantage. The Anonymous deleted the Digital Grid, but they can't delete Physics. We need to get to the lunar surface, but there isn't a functioning rocket on the planet that can launch without a digital flight-control system." "There is one," Leo said, his white hair glowing with a soft, steady pulse. "The Thorne-Vance Zenith. It was designed by my parents as a 'Black Box' project for deep-space colonization. It doesn't use a digital brain. It uses a Bio-Neural Core." "The Zenith is sitting in a silo in the Gobi Desert," Isabella countered. "We're in the middle of the North Sea with no power and no way to signal Lucian."

With a swift movement, I peeled off the carbon fiber mask, taking a deep, ragged breath of the bunker's familiar, ozone-scented air. "Fifty million dollars in military-grade tech, completely stripped from Thorne's primary logistics line," Zero said, stepping out from the halo of his server monitors. A slow, rare smirk touched his lips, though his dark eyes remained intensely focused on me. "The underground boards are melting down, Vesper. Everyone is scrambling to figure out who just cut Malakai Thorne's throat in his own harbor."

Build it. Every single day.

I command. “My Lord, the attacks have begun all over the cities. We have successfully burned downtown Minneapolis to the ground,” Thanatos said with a sadistic smile on his deathly-looking face; he is one fucker who needs to get out more and get some sun. “That is great news, now let me know when we have taken down Saint Paul and the surrounding cities. Make sure that anyone who chooses to join our armies get their orders quickly. If you have nothing else to report, I have some personal business to attend to with this sleeping female,” I said. He took the hint and left.

Thanatos answered taking a sit on a fallen trunk. "Where am i?" He didn't wonder because he felt at peace with the stillness of time ending. He has been for a long while. But he needed to know for certain. "You are on the verge of death. This is the point where I carry your soul back to life!" He pulled down his hood to reveal a symbol of an inverted torch branded into the caramel skin at the back of his neck. "You have been bringing me back?" Grey asked taking a sit next to him. He was about to ask a question he spent decades asking himself but could never find an answer to.

"I'm not... I'm the one who helped build you. But you aren't her. You're the map of what she could be." "I am the potential," the AI corrected. "I have already begun the dismantling. The Ouroboros shell companies are being liquidated. Their private servers in Zurich, Singapore, and the Caymans are being overwritten with the Steinway frequency. By dawn, the 'One Who Remains' will be a man with no name and no history. I have erased the shadows." Leo walked over to the terminal, his face a mask of awe and terror. "And the Thorne-Vance assets? The inheritance?"

No attempts to fix it. Just silent company in the dark.