The moment he pressed yes, the heart stopped for a short period of time before it started beating again, but this time it was glowing.What followed next was the golden vessels started moving closer to blood vessels while glowing too.They didn't have too much trouble reaching them as when they were made they were made parallel to blood vessels, this in return made it so that the length of blood vessels and the mana vessels was equal, which made it easier for the merger to be done without trouble.When they merged the heart started beating faster than usual due to the volume it needed to push in one vessel being doubled at once but this was only for a short period of time because the runes on the heart started moving and changing their arrangements assimilating with the heart completely.Making the heart look like zebra stripes but in gold and red. Normally when you mix gold and red liquids, the result becomes orange-y brown, but due to the golden liquid being mana it overwhelms the r
"Upon review of the Foreign Intelligence Surveillance Act (FISA) court order, which requires GAIA Technology to provide access to their proprietary technology known as BugZapper, and having heard the arguments of both parties, I hereby ORDER that:GAIA Technology shall comply with the FISA court order and provide access to BugZapper to authorized government personnel for the purposes of foreign intelligence gathering.GAIA Technology shall provide access to BugZapper within thirty (30) days of the issuance of this order.GAIA Technology shall take all necessary steps to protect the confidentiality of any proprietary information obtained by authorized government personnel.Failure to comply with this order may result in legal penalties and other serious consequences."TANG!!! TANG!!! TANG!!!The judge lifted his gavel and hit the wooden block ending the two week long war between the Department of Defence and GAIA Technology, which will force them to hand over the program within 30 day
A week after he woke up.He returned from his final physical therapy session as he had acted long enough and he needed to return to work immediately and handle their current predicament.After taking a bath and changing his clothes, he packed his clothes in his bag then left the hospital room finding his mother waiting for him to take him home."You settled everything?" She asked to make sure they didn't forget anything."Yeah, even if I left something they will call us when they find it" He answered, making her nod agreeing to what he said."Okay let's hurry Henry is waiting for you at home" With that said they left to the elevator for the parking lot where their car was.…..When they arrived at the house and were entering the parking lot Aron discovered bodyguards around the house.'Looks like Sarah already did what I asked' He thought as he greeted them and entered the house."BROTHER!!" The moment he entered the house Henry shouted while running and jumped on him."Be careful you
"So that's almost everything that happened until now." After saying that Aron took a deep breath, as he felt tired after talking nonstop for more than 4 hours."Any questions?" He asked after taking a few more breaths.{Many, but I will ask them when they are needed?} Nova replied then added {Sir you need to finish something}."I know." He replied lazily then he said."Bring up the codes for BugZapper" the moment he said that, the screen immediately showed the three versions of BugZapper.The very first one he created from his crappy computer, the second one he created after buying the house and creating his home server and the third one which he made for the public release."Just leave the first one and remove the rest" He said and immediately only the first one remained."Downgrade it to the same level as the public version one" He said and the computer immediately opened a coding app and started writing code using the currently existing programming languages, downgrading it to be t
"What took so long? I'm pretty sure they would have dived here with special forces if we delayed any longer" Sarah said immediately after they entered her office."I had to solve some problems" He answered while sitting down."Have you managed to solve them?""Yeah and here is the hard drive." He said as he removed a hard disk from his backpack and put it on the table."Are you alright with this?" She asked Aron wondering how come he didn't seem angered by this."I'm frustrated by this situation, but unfortunately, our current lack of strength prevents us from taking any action to prevent it. Companies such as Google and others spend over a billion dollars each year on lobbying efforts, while our own company hasn't even been in existence for that long."Aron said but then he added."That's why I'm looking for ways to make sure something like this never happened again""Mh…"Sarah nodded in agreement as she has also been looking for ways to do the same but other than lobbying there seem
The next day.The first day of the five-day event had started, and the excitement was palpable among all the GAIA OS users.As they were given the opportunity to experience the unreleased premium versions of the operating system for free.This momentous occasion was met with great anticipation and fervor, as many people had long believed that the initial version of the GAIA OS was the pinnacle of its capabilities.Despite numerous attempts by rival companies to replicate its features, the GAIA OS had remained unrivaled in its performance and functionality.As users eagerly tried the premium versions of the operating system, they were amazed by the remarkable difference in performance and efficiency.It quickly became apparent that the free version of the GAIA OS was merely a prelude to the impressive capabilities of the premium versions.Users were left in awe as the premium versions of the GAIA OS exceeded all expectations and pushed the limits of what they believed their devices wer
The 1st of December. With the official beginning of the service for premium GAIA OS an article was released by one of the most reputable newspapers which attracted many people's attention. [ The Golden Goose: The Company that Continues Raking Money In the world of technology, it is rare to find a company that consistently creates products that take the market by storm. But one company has defied the odds, and that is Gaia Technology. It all started with the release of bugZapper, an internet security software that quickly became the go-to product for people who wanted to keep their devices safe. Its success was unprecedented, and it paved the way for Gaia Technology to become a leader in the internet security market. But the company was not content to stop there. They went on to release GAIA OS, an operating system that shook the personal device market to its core. The GAIA OS was so good that it immediately replaced the existing operating systems of many devices, regardless of t
Two weeks later.Nova's half of her computing power was being spent on the internet collecting data as usual.As for the remaining half it was split into doing many things.Some of it was on Aron's phone for smooth communication, some of it was doing other things like monitoring Aron's surroundings.Of the many parts one of them was investigating Aron's case. She started by analyzing all the footage she could access from the ten kilometer radius with the house as the center of the circle.She was using nearly 20% of her server's computing power to analyze hours of the footages, creating a profile for every person appearing on the thousands of footages.When the creation of the profiles was done, she started removing the people who were living in the neighborhood from the list she followed with those who were just passing in the neighborhood, this continued with more and more people being removed from the list.After thousands of rounds of deduction and people being removed from the li
“Seraphina,” Aron began, his voice steady but carrying an undercurrent of authority, “I’m not your enemy—unless you choose to make me one. I understand your anger, your frustration. You’ve lost control of a situation you believed was firmly under your command. But this predicament wasn’t my doing—you’re here because your leader chose to sacrifice you. What I’m offering you isn’t a chain—it’s an opportunity.”Her sharp eyes narrowed, the intensity of her gaze unwavering, but she held her silence. Aron leaned forward, his own gaze unrelenting as it met hers.“You can continue resisting, pushing the boundaries of the mana oath, and enduring needless pain. Or…” He paused, letting the words linger like a challenge. “You can choose to turn this situation into one that serves us both. Your strength, your insight—these are not things I wish to suppress. Quite the opposite. I want them refined, amplified, and put to meaningful use.”He motioned toward the table, where Nova was still doing fina
[Colosseum]Aron and Seraphina stood motionless, maintaining the same distance as at the start of their faceoff. Neither had moved, even during the spectacular fireworks show that followed Aron’s acceptance of her surrender. The only exception was Aron briefly waving to the citizens of his empire watching the broadcast, many of whom were overcome with emotion, crying in celebration of their historic victory. This event marked the first-ever interstellar combat they had participated in, and despite their lack of experience, they emerged as the sole victors.As cheers of triumph reverberated among his people and the disbelief of others lingered, the broadcast concluded. The moment Aron secured his final victory, the Arena itself was officially handed over to him as part of his reward, along with control of the AI referee. Without hesitation, the AI complied with her new owner’s first command: to end the broadcast. Aron had more pressing matters to attend to—a private conversation with a
[Meeting Room]Inside the Zelvora mental network, an oppressive silence hung over the gathered representatives around the meeting table. The events of the day had left them all stunned, their minds racing with the implications of what had transpired. These were not just any representatives—they were the ones who had signed off on the agreements, the architects of their civilizations’ participation in this contest.Now, they were confronted with the brutal outcome of their decisions.Many representatives sat deep in thought, their faces betraying various degrees of fear, frustration, and resignation. Those who hailed from civilizations steeped in selfish political traditions knew all too well the grim truth: scapegoats would be needed. Someone would have to bear the brunt of the blame for the humiliation, anger, and setbacks their civilizations had suffered.For many of them, the path forward seemed bleak. In the best-case scenario, they might lose their positions, exiled from the corr
To say Aron was surprised would be the understatement of the gigaannum. The announcement had obliterated every scenario he had meticulously crafted in his mind. In all his time spent in simulations, preparing for countless contingencies, not once had he considered the possibility of the Xor’Vaks surrendering—least of all without a fight.Their pride in their strength was legendary, surpassing even the vaunted arrogance of the Valthorins. For a race that reveled in their dominance, surrendering, especially on such a grand stage, was unthinkable. This sudden reversal of expectations hit him with such force that he could practically feel the metaphorical veins in his temple throbbing from the sheer shock of it all.The audience’s collective astonishment mirrored his own, but none felt it as acutely as Aron, whose carefully laid strategies now seemed almost laughably over-prepared in the face of this unanticipated twist.The largest part of Aron's shock wasn’t just the surrender itself bu
The minutes passed quickly for the viewers, their eyes glued to Aron as he sat unmoving in the same meditative position for over fifteen minutes. Speculation ran rampant on both sides, fueled by curiosity and tension.For those in the Empire, the consensus was that Aron was in VR, likely meeting with family or key figures. Many debated who he might be speaking with, guessing that he was either calming worried loved ones or strategizing for the next fight.On the other hand, viewers from the Astral Conclave harbored a mix of anxiety and intrigue. They questioned whether Aron was recuperating in preparation for the upcoming battle, enhancing his focus and mental clarity, or if his recovery from the previous fight was incomplete and he was still in the process of healing.But their speculations ceased to matter as Aron opened his eyes with five minutes remaining in the waiting period. Calm and deliberate, he removed the glasses from his head, placing them back into their container. His n
The moment the fight was officially declared over, Nova acted without hesitation. She immediately dispatched the collector ship, equipped with a medipod, to retrieve the Trinarian fighter's body. Simultaneously, she ensured Aron could rearm himself with a fresh set of nanomachines. For the first time, this process was being done openly, marking a significant shift.Previously, nanomachines had been classified technology, their existence kept strictly under wraps. However, that secrecy had been unintentionally broken when Nova used them to cover Aron’s exposed body during a critical moment, prioritizing his dignity over confidentiality. As a result, while the technology remained shrouded in mystery, its existence was now officially acknowledged, albeit without disclosing any further details.Aron retrieved a small canister from the ship and opened it, revealing a liquid-like substance inside. Pouring it onto his hand, the substance behaved unnaturally, defying gravity as it began to sp
"Him alive is better than dead, right? I can use his live brain data to study how they use their spatial abilities—it might even help accelerate my plans if things go as intended," Aron said as he stood over the fainting Trinarian fighter.{True, having him alive presents opportunities. But dead men cause no problems, while the living carry infinite potential for chaos—especially one like him. If our spatial lockdown isn’t enough to fully contain his abilities, he could use them long enough to cause catastrophic damage, even if it means enduring the backlash,} Nova replied, her tone laced with caution. She wanted to ensure Aron was fully aware of the risks he was inviting by sparing the fighter's life.Usually, Nova would have been in favor of keeping him alive—it meant more data for her to process, analyze, and extrapolate from. But spatial ability users were in a league of their own when it came to danger. Even a dead one would yield enough data to at least satisfy her curiosity for
“Nova,” Aron called out in his mind the moment his eyes snapped open, rapidly collecting information and orienting himself, realizing he had finally left the enigmatic place the system had sent him.“Nova,” he called again, this time aloud, his voice carrying a commanding weight as it echoed faintly in the arena. Receiving no response to his first call, his sharp gaze shifted to his surroundings. It didn’t take long for him to notice his current state—nearly naked, save for the swarm of nanomachines that had begun assembling around him.{The system had ejected me, sir,} Nova’s voice finally came through, calm but slightly delayed as the nanomachines completed their task. They prioritized covering his lower body, forming a sleek pair of trousers, as there weren’t enough surviving nanomachines to reconstruct full armor. His chiseled upper body remained exposed, glistening under the lights of the Colosseum, much to the awe and unease of the spectators.Nova’s pragmatic choice left Aron l
Following Nova's orders and the AI referee's approval, the mana stone carriers swiftly began moving toward the Colosseum. As the first ship arrived and entered, it wasted no time, promptly unloading its entire cargo of mana stones before departing to make way for the next carrier to do the same. The process was conducted with remarkable efficiency, ensuring a steady flow of mana stones into the Colosseum without any unnecessary delays.The process continued as over fifty ships unloaded their cargo of mana stones, an act many from the Conclave viewed as both excessive and wasteful. With each successive ship, the pain of the Conclave's viewers grew, particularly when the fifth ship alone had already matched the quantity of mana stones used during the Colosseum's initial construction. Yet, they didn’t stop there; instead, they went on to unload ten times that amount, as if mana stones were an endless resource, leaving the Conclave citizens bewildered and horrified by such apparent extra