"What the?"
Seth gawked as he got off the Lamborghini Veneno, and the door opened automatically. He came down with limping footsteps due to a rib injury that felt an increasingly stabbing pain.
"Ouch. My ribs hurt."
The bruises on his face and body have not disappeared. It looks blue everywhere. Seth still felt tremendous heartache-what Millie and Castor doing behind his back.
[ I can't believe it, Millie. You're too much! You're the one I'm proud of, but bear to ruin my life! ] Seth cursed hate in his heart.
Flames of anger burned his soul.
Resentment, anger, and hatred thicken.
[ If only I could get my revenge. How am I supposed to deal with that bastard Castor? Surprise, I'm alive now. ]
He stopped in a magnificent mansion, and the park looked spacious and luxurious. There is a futuristic fountain in the center.
The Lamborghini runs on its own. Leave Seth alone and go inside the garage that has a basement. The garage door was gigantic, made of steel, and opened automatically.
The cold wind blew away Seth's sweat-soaked hair. The air is cool and fresh inhaled.
"Hello?!" Seth called out to whoever lived inside the Mansion.
There's no one there. The place is isolated and closed. This luxurious Mansion stands alone on a cliff at the bottom of a vast ocean. Seth could hear the ocean waves crashing against the reef.
Seagulls roar above the sky.
[ Welcome, Seth. It is your safe house. ]
Seth jolted up in surprise at Raven's voice echoing throughout the Mansion. The luxurious main door is wide open.
"Raven?" Seth proclaimed in doubt.
[ Please, come in. ]
Seth walked in with a limp and hesitant step. He turned back in search of whoever the inhabitants of this Mansion were.
But he's alone here.
The Mansion is almost built-in silver and white with modern monochrome furniture.
Like most luxurious palaces, Seth's eyes searched the room.
"Hello?! Raven? Where are you?!" Seth called out in worried. His voice echoed throughout the room.
[ Ziiiiiiinggg. ]
Seth frowned.
The only ones who welcome Seth are a pair of vacuum robots that clean the entire floor with their sensors. The Robot moves in all directions.
The floors are clean and shiny, and everywhere there is no dust.
A small drone darted flying over Seth's head, and he squinted backward in surprise.
The box-shaped drone emits a green scanner light. Its laser light scanned Seth's entire body from the top of his head to the tips of his feet.
[ Kriiiiiiitttt ]
[ Scanner runs. ]
Seth held his breath while the scanner's laser light scanned his entire body.
"Mr. Seth Vonstein, you must be treated immediately. Your head is bleeding again, and you are in danger if your thorax trauma injury is too late. Come with me." The drones said in stiff language. "You can call me Flavio, and I am at your service, sir."
"Sir? I'm not that old." Seth refused with a chortle.
Seth did not notice the hot blood seeping from his head again.
Pressed by the urgent situation, Seth forgot all the wound killing.
Seth thinks that death will pick him up.
"Wait a minute! Where, Raven? I want to talk to him and meet him. Where's everybody going? Is there nobody here?" Seth refused to come along and shook his head firmly.
He was going nowhere once he met with Raven for a definitive explanation.
[ Welcome, Seth. From now on you will stay here. It is your home. You don't have to worry about anything. Everything you need is available automatically. You're safe as long as you're here. I'll see you later. Follow Flavio. He'll lead you to a healing machine. ] Raven said from the speaker.
Seth frowned, and he began to suspect this place. This cold and silent luxury Mansion. He was thinking in his mind. [ Is this place controlled by the system as well? ]
"Why are you talking through the speakers, Raven? Can't you see me?"
"Please, sir." Flavio hit back to convince Seth again. The robotic voice sounded stiff, and it was ridiculous. This time both small hands came out of its shiny black box body. He opens his mechanical hand and shows the way to the treatment room.
Seth's eyes widened. "You're not going to do anything to me, Are you? Stealing my internal organs for you to sell, maybe?"
Flavio's hands crossed. It is like a Danbo robot. "No. No, Sir. I have to treat your wounds. Your thorax trauma injury could be severe if not treated immediately. Come with me."
Seth sighed deeply, [ Do I have a choice? All night I almost died, and now my life is upside down chased by an evil organization that I don't know what they want?! Why are they after me? What did I do wrong? Now I'm stranded in this strange place. ]
Seth followed Flavio behind him and walked with a view circulating everywhere. The Mansion is tremendous, luxurious, majestic, and filled with technologically advanced modern items.
On each flat screen, a triangular logo swirls slowly. It forms a pyramid and divides into the letter A futuristic.
"Lamborghini Veneno. Why can it walk alone? Does this Mansion have a basement garage?" Seth asked Flavio.
Flavio paused and turned to face Seth, "I'm sorry, but you can ask Raven that question later. This way, Sir."
They stalled in front of a shiny wooden door with digital buttons. Flavio pressed a four-digit number until the door opened automatically.
"Come in, Sir," Flavio asked.
Seth sees a white room the size of his apartment equipped with medical equipment. Nursing beds, rows of flat-screen monitors, glass cupboards containing medicines, coolers that store serums, LED Rontgen viewers attached to the wall, infusion poles, and much more.
In the center are a large capsule with a glass lid on top and a bracket without a screen that makes Seth's forehead wrinkle deeply. On the left, various digital buttons could be clearer to understand.
Seth muttered in confusion. [What's the point of a hanging bracket without a flat screen? ]
Flavio approaches the capsule, and he presses a button that makes the machine turn on and emit a blue light. The glass lid opens slowly. A brief whistling of gas fumes as the shutter opened.
"Come in, Sir. Let this machine work to heal all your wounds. Take it easy. It won't hurt. Close your eyes." Flavio said and formed a line of smiles on the face of his box. "Take off your shoes. When you have metal items, it's best to keep them first, Sir."
"My bag is still in the car." Said Seth and remembering that the bag with his important things was there.
"Let it be my business, Sir. Come on, get in."
"All right," Seth responded and approached the capsule.
The capsule is like a bed. There are elongated padded pads inside. Seth roared in a drill as he climbed into the capsule. His thorax trauma injury stung like a million-volt electric shock.
Seth lay slowly, his shirt and pants full of blood.
"When you wake up, everything will return to normal, Sir. Have a good rest." Flavio told him in a friendly tone. His little robotic hand pressed a button on the side of the capsule.
The glass cover of the capsule closed again. It's a cold blue glow on Seth's body. Being inside the capsule bed did not make it difficult to breathe.
A scanner light appears from inside the capsule. Scan Seth's state from head to toe.
A transparent screen lights up above the hanging bracket.
[ Welcome, Seth C. Vonstein. ]
Advanced touch screen controlled system-exactly the same as in the glass Bugatti earlier.
The screen displays statistical analysis data throughout Seth's body with digital calibration. The system quickly worked. He recorded Seth's medical records for the rest of his life.
"Oh, so that's the point." Seth nods.
"Close your eyes, Sir," Flavio said, waving his hands. "Relax. It doesn't have to be that tense. It won't hurt you."
Seth closed his eyes. Darkness closed his rest.
He remembered nothing except the cold air hitting his entire body.
***
[ Puuuuussssssshhhhhh! ] The glass cover of the capsule opens upwards. Seth squirmed awake by loosening all his muscles. He moaned for a moment. He had never felt so comfortable sleeping. He can't remember the last time he slept comfortably. Maybe when he was in high school. While his parents were still alive-before strange events made both parents disappear mysteriously. "Ugh, wait a minute –" Seth muttered in relief. Seth felt his body astonished. From the arms, legs, and ribs, all the bruises all over his body disappeared without a trace. He even punched his ribs, and no horrible stabbing like before. "True, the wound is all gone. How could I − ?" Seth talked to himself. His legs moved down from the magic capsule to ensure he was not dead. Seth looked at the mirror on the wall. "I'm healed!" Though the verge of his lip had been torn yesterday and now disappeared without a trace. "It works! My ribs did not hurt anymore either," Seth roared with excitement. Incredible, Seth
"Has Raven been found?" Seth asked. Flavio helps Echo clean the dining table. Seth watched them from his chair while eating the dessert. They forbid Seth to help them. "Of course. Raven's been waiting for you. Are you satisfied with the food, Sir? You want something before we go to see Raven?" Seth giggled and finished his drink. "Yes. It's delicious. Thank you in advance, Flavio. You guys are like professional chefs. Is there anyone else in the mansion? I mean - just the four of us?" Flavio nodded stiffly. "Yes. The rest is just smart furniture. In this mansion, there are only four of us. All your needs and stuff automatically, Sir. Whatever you want. Everything is available. Just say the word, Sir." Seth's eyes darted out the window. "Can I take a walk, Flavio? Where are we exactly?" "Okay. I'll take you later. We're still on earth, Sir. Not far away from the capital of Oakenvale State, but this place is a remote territory. Not visible on a normal map. Not everyone can access
[ I have my own satellite watcher built-in system, Seth. It works every time. That's why I have all the human databases around the world. I saw everything. I know everything. Nothing escapes me. Including when I was watching you. ] Raven showed Seth all the pictures and footage of what happened at Covcaid.Corp. A sad glimpse into Seth's life. In the apartment with his daily activities, income counts, expenses, and medical records. Castor Black and his three stupid-looking followers attacked him. Even sweet moments with Millie Graham. Bullshit!! That traitorous deserved death in the worst way! "Come on! You don't have to show all that, Raven. That's so embarrassing. Delete it forever, please. I don't want to look back anymore. Do you have something good for me? I won't think twice." Seth chuckled to curse his exhaustion, "bullshit! Enough to be a weak and oppressed person that does not work at Oakenvale State!" [ I was impressed. You learn quickly and accept reality. That's good,
[ Power system_ ] [NAV_PORT_06//CP_ ] [ PROV.745/PDQ_ ] [ It's not that easy, Seth. President Benjamin Hayes was a clean leader. He was not involved with the covert operations in the Broken Lands. Well, it's just that he deliberately closed his eyes and ears. The thing is, there are few people to trust in Oakenvale State. The parliamentary ranks are also adept at maintaining the image behind the crimes they commit. This international issue does not generate profits for the state – they will not want to bother fighting for the human rights of others. The legal system in Oakenvale State is Mercantile. Haven't you felt it yourself? Did they ever hear your voice when you needed their help the most? Just because you don't have the money to pay them. No one stands to defend you when you are at the bottom of the caste. ] Seth chuckled. Throw away his sight. To this day, he still feels disappointed about it. "Yeah, it's true, anyway." Of course, he felt it when Castor Black treated him li
"Good morning, sir. It's a sunny day! I hope you're ready for practice today?" Flavio greets Friendly from the dinner table. His voice was loud this morning. "And, welcome to join us. I'm glad to hear from Raven that you accepted this project. I'm sure you'll make it later, Sir." Echo put down the last plate containing a stack of pancakes. "Please sit down, Sir. Enjoy your breakfast." Seth giggled fantastically. "Morning, Flavio. Hei, Echo. Wow, lots of good food here. Thank you, Flavio, for your sincerity. I just have to try not to get killed on the battlefield, right? I think I can do it. I don't have a background as a soldier." Flavio guffawed stiffly. "You are a good joke, Sir. Take it easy. Raven will turn you into a super soldier, Sir." "Bon Appetit to you guys," Seth said. He was eating his morning meal. How grateful he was, sleeping in a super comfortable place and getting up early to serve a delicious breakfast. Can his life be better than this? Although this Mansion sti
One month later. [ Welcome, Seth C. Vonstein_ ] [ Stage Two Training_ ] [ Combat Skill Enhancement_ ] [ 52 days training: 68% completed_ ] [ Focus, Seth. You should be able to use all that equipment. Ready to face anything, if necessary, execute your target using the tip of a pencil once. ] Tranggggg!!! [Terminus Frontier is a training robot. They will help you to improve your fighting skills in addition to your battle skills. ] Tranngggg!!! Tranggggg!!! "I'm trying!" Seth responded, half-exasperated. Seth dodged the attacks of Terminus Frontier, who came in unison to attack him from all directions. He grasped the two blades of the Vero Schyte sword that emitted a crimson-black-colored light. The maneuver is fast. Seth rolls to get up and cuts off both of the robots' legs until an explosion knocks out a line of Terminus Frontier crowding his steps. Every parry, slash, and swing of swords clashed with each other released dramatic sparks of crimson black that dazzled
Ting! Pussssssshhhhhh! [ Welcome, Seth C. Vonstein_ ] [ Bunker Guardian Valkyrie Station_ ] [ Stage Three Training_ ] [ Sabotage Skill_ ] [ 53 days training: 82% completed_ ] "Bloody hell! It's like a space station." Seth is confronted by a giant, state-of-the-art bunker station as the elevator doors open. That place is enormous. One control cabin on the primary side. A variety of War commander equipment filled the bunker. Jet planes that help Seth escape when chased by the Codex soldiers, drones, helicopters, tanks, anti-tank vehicles, heavy military weapons, bomb launchers, mortars, etc. There are giant steel chains that bind the entire propulsion panel. "You have your own plane?" Seth asked pensively. "It's a craze. I don't know what to say, Raven." [ These are your training aids. You should be able to use it. This is what you will face on the battlefield. As a trained elite assassin, you must also be able to stop all of their support combat vehicles. There is
"Ugh, shit," Seth muttered and snorted bitterly. [ This is your last Test, Seth. If you make it to the top. It means you're ready for battle. ] "Seriously?! No security or anything? It took me a while to think. You really want to kill me, don't you? In such an extreme way?" [ You are so wrong. We prepared you, Seth. You have to be able to survive on any terrain. That's the purpose of the training or the Test you took yesterday. Didn't you feel the change yourself? All this is needed on the battlefield. You hunt and search alone. You have to be able to handle any situation. ] "Yeah, I know," Seth replied as he shrugged. He clenched his two stiff hands. The wind is blowing hard. Seth must be able to balance himself so as not to fall. If he fell, he'd be dead. Calm Down, Seth. You can do this. You must be able to pass this final Test! Convince yourself. The legs and hands were twitching due to being there for too long without any backrest. Seth paused momentarily to catch his
Chapter 47 [ Oakenvale White House Congress_ ] [ President Benjamin Hayes_ ] [ Vice President / President of the Senate Melissa Clint_ ] [ Oakenvale States. An emergency meeting of all Joint Chiefs of Staff and parliament_ ] [ Live CAM_ ] [ Recording_ ] [ Sound Online_ ] [ How did Jarvis know about the Legion?! This cannot be allowed! Jarvis jeopardized my position. The Legion is mine! I have the right to it, no one else?! Why would the people I trusted turn against me! Jarvis must be killed! But in what way? Poison him? If he dies now in such an intense situation, it endangers everything. Hayes will order an in-depth inspection of Jarvis' death and an investigation involving all the highest departments up to the Ministry of Defense. This will lead to the end of me or the other six officials involved. I can't work with them either. If all my plans are exposed, they will inflict this mistake on me, and I will be made a black sheep?! Not now. I had to calmly think about the s
"Yes, this is a dead body," Cormac commented, his tone sounding to make fun of Vasiliev. Glanced at him with an obsessive expression. Vile giggles. "But part of his head was destroyed. Astonish art!" Vasilev refused to react. Lazy to argue with psychopaths without empathy like Cormac. He shrugged, "this is better. Then the rest lost some of their heads. Leaving only the bones of the nose, jaw, and neck down. You know, like a bomb attack. When the bullet went through his head, it killed him and blew him up, and his face was destroyed. I don't know what kind of Cartridge he used. Awful deadly ability." Cormac knelt before the body, removed the snowdrifts that buried part of the body and examined and analyzed from head to toe. The body's skin looked pale blue, some parts of the limbs on the left arm, shoulder, and leg seemed blackened by frostbite, and the face froze. Half his eyes were open, empty, expressionless. Cormac searched for the source of physical injuries in the form of bru
[ Atlas-87 Fall_ ] [ Victor Cormac_ ] [ General Vasilev_ ] [ Live CAM Recorded_ ] [ Sounding Online_ ] [ Index//A87F// Terminal Func_ ] "Atlas-87 is gone." Vasilev got off the Humvee in a tone of deep disappointment. He walked ahead, having one of his men open the door for Cormac. "All the dead were buried with fire and dust. There's nothing left. The bodies of my men are gone. Can you believe that?" Vasilev showed the way to Cormac, who had just exited the rear passenger seat. Nothing was left but the rubble buried by the heavy snow that had recently plagued the Broken Lands. Cormac let out a long sigh, a trail of white vapor coming out constantly from his nostrils. He slung a sniper rifle behind his back while smoking a menthol cigarette wedged in his mouth. It's like a Mafioso movie. He followed Vasilev's step. Cormac's eyes roamed, fixated on the charred debris, shattered to melt with the dust. The lower iron branch part of the jammer Tower or radio transmitter signal coll
[ Dastan Adam’s Militant Army_ ] [ Wharf Mountain Shelter_ ] [ Live CAM Recording_ ] [ Ultrasoun Online_ ] "We have not succeeded! Their Jammer towers are still everywhere. It seems useless; our struggle this time to destroy the Jammer in the northern region is ineffective. The damn general must have rebuilt a new one." Blake Shepperd blabbed irritably. He untied the semi-automatic rifle that hugged his back tightly. Felt a burning pressure on his shoulders. Militant group Dastan Adams was enjoying breakfast served in the soup kitchen. In these mountains, in the heart of the jungle hinterland and Wharf Mountain foothills, is their possessions' central headquarters. Dastan built shelters such as shelter tents, medical emergency tents, and one small building they used as a soup kitchen. Dastan found a small castle building while escaping from the cruel dungeon, Hiker. Dastan Adams, a Volatile Cloud Republic's military regiment member, frees the remaining survivors to join him aga
[ Welcome, Hunter. ] [ Task 10 ] [ Caelkirk, Volk District Harbour. Mon, 8 Jan 40XX_. 5.46 AM_ ] [ Coordinate : -5°.27’587” S.119°.4’684” E_ ] [ Wind : 10m/s to Southwest 76°_ ] [ Distance on target : 2900m. ] [ Sabotage Operational Deliver. Destroy Tanker Shipment and Volk Port_ ] [ Next Contract Target: Mack Avillion, Burke Lane, Simon Wells. ] "Any news or progress from Oakenvale State?" Seth asked, stalking the situation of Volk Port District Harbor from his binoculars. "Because I'm a little curious, Raven. I wonder how fast they're moving. As a superpower, well even, though, they do have a lot of Statistics and inequality, which is frustrating, anyway. Not everything, still." The snow stopped falling, and the sky seemed to warm up in the morning. Dawn is coming from the East. Causing spills of random bright orange lines like traces of oil paint spills in space. Seth examines his watch; the bustle of Volk Port is only seen when one tanker has just docked and arrived at t
"Mr. Cormac! Welcome aboard. I'm General Vasilev−" After landing on Scholar Neopold, Cormac got off the plane, an icy wind hitting his firmly jawed face. His cold, emotionless, sharp-eyed look scrutinized all corners of the Broken Lands. Cormac is obsessed with destruction and bloodshed. A cold-blooded killer who doesn't care who his victim is. He can kill or hunt for no reason. "I know who you are. The Prime Minister explained it to me. What's happening here; Prime Minister Adonis knows how to be artful. I saw it in the air. Incredible movement." Cormac smiled faintly. Handed the suitcase into the hands of Vasilev's subordinates. Vasilev orders his men to contain all of Cormac's supplies and luggage. They nodded swiftly and moved quickly. Vasilev smirk. "Yeah, he's good at spotting opportunities. Volatile clouds have abundant natural wealth. It will never run out, even if it is a big one. I've been filling this place for almost three decades. This is a concentration camp. My army
[ Black Ops Organization Secret Meeting_ ] [ Seven Government Involved_ ] [ Live CAM_ ] [ Recorded_ ] [ Jasiel Adonis, Prime Minister of Technology and Innovation_ ] [ Sirius Ledger, Head of Presidential Staff_ ] [ Darius Easton, Head of Secret Services_ ] [ Visha Castriel, Deputy Prime Minister of the Nuclear and Atomic Department_ ] [ Damon Holloway, Head of Defense Information Systems Agency _ ] [ Ace Hendrix, Deputy Director of Defense Intelligence Agency_] [ Jarvis Walton, Deputy of Defense Intelligence Agency _ ] "What is going on, Jasiel?! I heard a lot of rumors going around! Someone infiltrated the Volatile Cloud?! Who is he?!!" Ledger snorted restlessly in his chair. All their jaws were hardened by the anxiety beyond measure; if a mysterious party managed to infiltrate there, it would mean that the regional operations and secret projects were leaking out. One clearly knows the exploitation and the genocide that took place in the Broken Lands. Visha folded her
"I found the cargo and the whole city in ruins," Seth reported while stalking the situation of Darkfrost, the district where he was resting before the violent explosion occurred and almost killed him. "This is eradication. How could Adonis do such a thing to an innocent country?! Why is it like this? Dammit!" Nothing was left of the place; General Vasilev ordered his army to destroy the city. The Ravager thoroughly completed its task of razing the rows of empty buildings to the ground. Its ruins are buried by snow, this dead city. If only there were still living citizens-no, one would have survived this sickening massacre. Seth cursed resentfully. [ Too bad. This fertile place should be exploited by irresponsible people. ] Seth sits among the bushes and trees of the forest on his last way out to get his cargo back to Darkfrost. From his binoculars, he had to ensure no enemies were around. He managed to avoid the scattered mine traps after finishing off all the enemies guarding the
[ Dash! ] A small eruption tore apart the Firestorm's main control box until the anti-tank armored vehicle was utterly paralyzed. Seth sees electrostatic waves creeping across Firestrom's skeleton, rendering him unable to move. Thick white smoke came out from under the wheels, the hatch cover of the cabin wide open to the accompaniment of curses from the operator who moved it. Hiding in the shadows, Seth immediately ambushed the operator, pounced on him from behind, smothered his mouth, and thrust a military knife through his victim's heart. One of his colleagues came out of the cabin Hatch; Seth shot him in the head with a silencer. They are wholly paralyzed without being detected. Hiding their bodies in the thickets of bushes. In the silence, Seth climbs up the Firestorm to look through the hatch. Not a single one is still alive. "Firestorm is down." [ Good; proceed to your cargo, Hunter. ] Able to move freely, Seth darted forward into the heart of the emergency facility. Stil