2025-02-24 20:24:38System Evolution
Pain. Deep, burning pain. I gasped and forced my eyes open. Blood dripped down my forehead, mixing with sweat and stinging my skin. My vision was blurry, dark spots dancing at the edges. The air smelled like burnt metal and gunpowder. It was thick and hard to breathe. My whole body ached, every movement like fire running through my nerves. But I was alive. Barely. The agent who had almost killed me lay a few feet away, not moving. His body showed the brutal fight we had just gone through. He still held his gun, his fingers limp around it. I took deep, shaky breaths and scanned the room for more danger. The fight was over, but this war was far from finished. A message flashed across my vision. [System Alert: New Function Unlocked – Combat Assistance] Then another. [Reality Override – Locked] What did that mean? My head was spinning, but I had bigger problems. I had to survive first. I forced myself to stand, wincing as pain shot through my ribs. Breathing hurt—a sharp, stabbing pain in my side. Probably cracked ribs. Just great. I turned to the only other survivor—the agent groaning on the floor, holding his bleeding shoulder. His face twisted in pain, but something about him felt... calm. He wasn’t scared. I grabbed his collar and pulled him up. “Who sent you?” He gave a weak chuckle, blood on his lips. Then he smirked. “You’re an error that needs to be deleted.” A chill ran through me. Error? Deleted? My grip on his collar tightened. “What does that mean?” I growled. He didn’t answer. Instead, his smirk grew wider. Suddenly, his body jerked violently. His eyes rolled back, and a low gurgle escaped his throat. I barely had time to react before he went completely still. Dead. “Damn it!” I let his body drop, my heart racing. He hadn’t died from his wounds—this was something else. A failsafe. A way to make sure he never talked. The system chimed again. [Analyzing… Cause of Death: Induced Neurological Shutdown – Irreversible] They could kill their own people remotely. That meant someone had been watching. Listening. I was being hunted. The thought sent a rush of adrenaline through me. My head throbbed, and my body begged for rest, but I had no time to stop. They weren’t treating me like a person. They saw me as a virus—something that had to be erased. A loud clang echoed from the hallway. Footsteps. More agents? I moved fast, grabbing the dead agent’s gun and pressing my back against the wall. My heartbeat pounded in my ears. The combat assistance feature in my system activated, feeding me real-time information—attack angles, movement patterns, and weak points. It was strange how natural it felt like my body knew what to do before my brain even thought about it. The door creaked open. A shadow appeared. I attacked first. A hard kick sent the figure stumbling backward. I followed with a quick punch to the throat. He gasped for air but recovered fast—too fast. A knife flashed in his hand. I barely dodged as the blade sliced past my ribs. Twisting, I slammed my elbow into his wrist. The knife clattered to the floor. He lunged again. I reacted without thinking. I shifted my weight, using his own force against him. My knee slammed into his stomach. He gasped, his balance wobbled. I finished with a clean hit to his jaw. A loud crack filled the room. He collapsed, unconscious before he hit the ground. A new message appeared. [Combat Efficiency Increased – 12%] Good to know. I wasn’t just surviving—I was getting stronger. But it wasn’t enough. I needed more. More answers. More power. A way to fight back against whoever was behind this. I grabbed the unconscious agent’s radio and pressed a button. Static crackled. “Unit 4, status?” a voice asked. I hesitated, then pressed the transmitter. “Unit 4 down,” I said, copying the agent’s voice. A short pause. Then, “Fallback point Delta-9. Extraction in five.” Delta-9. Extraction. I couldn’t let them escape. If I wanted answers, I had to follow them. Get close. Find out who was in charge. I pulled on the agent’s jacket, adjusting the collar to hide my injuries. It wasn’t a perfect disguise, but it would have to do. My heart pounded as I stepped into the hallway, pushing my aching body forward. Every step sent sharp pain through my ribs, but I kept moving. The meeting point was a rooftop parking lot, lit by flickering fluorescent lights. A black SUV sat near the edge, engine running. Two agents stood nearby, their faces hidden in shadow. I walked toward them, steady, confident. “Report,” one of them said, hand resting on his gun. I nodded toward the stairs. “Compromised. Had to neutralize.” The other agent stiffened. “Neutralize?” I didn’t answer. Instead, I reached for my gun— A gunshot rang out. Fire ripped through my shoulder. I stumbled back, teeth clenched in pain. They weren’t buying my act. Screw stealth. I dove behind a concrete barrier as bullets tore through the air. My mind raced. I needed an escape—fast. Then, the system whispered. [Reality Override – Unlocked] Time didn’t slow—it bent. Warped. The bullets in the air, the agents mid-motion—everything looked… fluid. My vision sharpened. My mind expanded, processing every possible move in a fraction of a second. And I chose the one where I survived. I moved before they could react, weaving between bullets like a ghost. My hand found my attacker’s wrist, twisting his gun upward. The shot went wide. I struck fast, knocking him out. The second agent barely had time to react before my elbow slammed into his head. He dropped. Time snapped back to normal. My chest heaved. My hands trembled. What the hell had just happened? The system chimed again. [Reality Override: 5% Synchronicity Achieved] I swallowed hard. Five percent? What would a hundred feel like? No time to wonder. Sirens wailed in the distance. More agents were coming. I grabbed the SUV keys from one of the downed agents and slid into the driver’s seat. My shoulder screamed in pain, but I ignored it. I gunned the engine. Tires screeched as I sped through the neon-lit streets. One thing was clear. I wasn’t just a mistake in their system. I was about to become their worst nightmare.
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The Core’s CoordinatesThe screen flickered, casting a cold blue glow over Kane’s tense face. Lines of encrypted data scrolled rapidly, filling the air with the soft hum of technology at work. My fingers danced across the keyboard, heart pounding as I decrypted the last layer. Then—Coordinates. A list of possible locations. The Core.Kane exhaled sharply beside me. "This is it." Her voice was quiet, but beneath it, a current of urgency rippled through.I swallowed. "We finally have something real."But before the words could settle, a chill ran through the room. The lights dimmed, not flickering—shifting, like the walls themselves were second-guessing their existence. Kane and I locked eyes. Outside the window, the city moved in ways it shouldn’t. A building that had been across the street was now beside us. People walked in slow, deliberate steps, their faces expressionless, heads subtly tilting in unison."The Overseers," Kane murmured, reaching instinctively for the knife at her b
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