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THE HEIR'S AGONY TRIAL BY FIRE The cost cost of Genius
Aidan sat in the corner of the lab, the fluorescent lights above buzzing softly, but all he could hear were the whispers. The sound of laughter, the taunts, and the cruelty of his classmates. It had been days since the offer from Dr. Harris, but even now, the words haunted him. “You don’t belong here, Aidan.” It echoed in his mind, the sharp sting of rejection still fresh.He clenched his fists. No. He belonged here. He belonged in the lab. He belonged in the world of machines, of code, of innovation. Not in their world. Not in the world of privilege, where people like Carl could toss their money around and decide who was worthy of being seen. They had everything. And Aidan? Aidan had nothing but his hands, his mind, and his determination. He’d spent his life building things from nothing, and he wasn’t going to stop now.The door to the lab creaked open, and Aidan didn’t even look up. He knew who it was.Carl. The same smug, arrogant voice that had tormented him since day one.“Workin
THE HEIR'S AGONY TRIAL BY FIRE shadows in spotlight
Aidan stood under the harsh fluorescent lights of the robotics lab, his fingers trembling as they hovered over the intricate machinery on the table. His world had always been about logic, precision, and the solace of creation. But now, everything felt disjointed, every shadow too long, every noise too sharp."You're late again, Cross." The sharp voice of Professor Calloway cut through the tension like a scalpel."I'm sorry, Professor. I was—" Aidan began, but the man’s raised hand silenced him."Excuses won’t help you here. You might be brilliant, but brilliance without discipline is a waste."Aidan swallowed hard, his jaw tightening. Calloway’s words, though clinical, weren’t what stung the most. It was the muffled snickers from the corner of the room, where his peers gathered in their usual cluster of disdain."Discipline," one of them whispered mockingly. "The charity kid needs discipline."Aidan clenched his fists, ignoring the sharp stab of humiliation. He kept his focus on the w
THE HEIR'S AGONY TRIAL BY FIRE the threads of truth
Aidan stared at the screen, his pulse pounding in his ears. The email felt like a ghost reaching out to him, its presence impossible to ignore. The photograph of William Cross, standing confidently in front of Pacific West University, burned into his mind."Why?" he muttered to himself, leaning closer. His fingers hovered over the keyboard, but he couldn’t bring himself to open the attachment again. Questions swirled like a storm in his mind. Why had someone sent this? Who had sent this? And most importantly, what did it mean?The harsh glare of the screen illuminated the dark lab as Aidan’s thoughts raced. His instincts told him to delete the email, to ignore it. Yet, a deeper, gnawing curiosity compelled him to dig further.---The next morning, Aidan’s usual routine felt foreign, his movements mechanical as he walked across campus. The whispers and snickers from his classmates seemed muted, drowned out by the questions echoing in his head. He barely registered when Liam Hayes shoul
THE HEIR'S AGONY TRIAL BY FIRE The awakening
The flickering light in the robot’s eyes sent a chill down Aidan’s spine. He stumbled back, his mind racing. For a brief moment, the room was deathly silent except for the faint hum of the machine coming to life.“Hello, Aidan,” the voice repeated, clearer this time. It was mechanical but carried a strange familiarity, almost as if it was trying to mimic human emotion. “I’ve been waiting for you.”Aidan’s breath hitched. “Who… what are you?” His voice cracked as he struggled to steady himself.The robot tilted its head, its movements smooth but unnervingly precise. “I am Prometheus, created by William Cross. You are my inheritor.”Aidan’s knees buckled, and he gripped the edge of the table to steady himself. “Inheritor? No. This—this doesn’t make any sense. My father… he’s dead. I never knew him.”Prometheus’s eyes flickered again, dimming briefly before reigniting. “Your father anticipated this moment. He left behind instructions—a legacy. I am part of that legacy.”---Aidan paced t
THE HEIR'S AGONY TRIAL BY FIRE The call that changed everything
Aidan stared at the vibrating phone on his workbench, the number unrecognizable. His finger hovered over the screen. Something about the call felt heavier than any other. The vibrations stopped, only for the phone to light up again a second later.Against his better judgment, he answered. “Hello?”A moment of silence followed before a distorted voice crackled through. “Aidan Cross, you’ve been playing with fire.”Aidan’s heart raced. “Who is this?”“That’s not important,” the voice replied. “What matters is that you’ve stumbled onto something far beyond your comprehension.”He gripped the phone tighter. “If this is some kind of joke—”“It’s no joke,” the voice interrupted, sharp and unyielding. “You’ve been working on your father’s legacy, haven’t you? Prometheus. Pandora. Did you think no one would notice?”The air in the workshop seemed to thicken, pressing down on him. “How do you know about that?”“I know everything,” the voice said with a chilling certainty. “And so do they. If y
THE HEIR'S AGONY TRIAL BY FIRE The legacy
Aidan’s grip tightened on the phone, his knuckles turning white. The room felt colder, smaller. He swallowed hard, struggling to form words. “Who… who are you?”“That’s not important,” the voice replied, sharp and cutting. “What is important is that your father’s work has drawn attention, and you’ve become collateral. You’ve inherited more than just his name, Aidan. You’ve inherited his enemies.”Aidan’s legs felt weak, but he forced himself to stay upright. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. My father… I never knew him. He’s dead.”“Dead, yes,” the voice agreed, “but his legacy lives on in you. And in Pandora.”The mention of Pandora sent a chill down Aidan’s spine. “What do you know about Pandora?”“Enough to know it’s dangerous,” the voice answered. “Enough to know you’ve barely scratched the surface of what it’s capable of. You need to stop working on it. Destroy everything before it’s too late.”“Why?” Aidan demanded, his voice rising. “Why does everyone keep saying that? W
THE HEIR'S AGONY TRIAL BY FIRE The Weight of the empire
The voice lingered in the cold, oppressive silence, each word echoing like a thunderclap in Aidan’s ears.“The empire is yours.”Aidan’s heart pounded painfully in his chest. He opened his mouth to speak, but no words came out. The sheer absurdity of it left him paralyzed, as though the very fabric of reality had shifted without his consent.Eleanor, standing beside him, was the first to break the silence. “What are you talking about?” she demanded, her voice shaking but defiant. “This has to be a mistake.”The figure stepped forward, emerging from the shadows. It was a man—tall, lean, and cloaked in a sharply tailored black suit. His features were sharp and angular, as though carved from stone. There was no kindness in his face, only a cold calculation that made Aidan’s skin crawl.“There is no mistake,” the man said, his voice crisp and measured. “You, Aidan Harper, are the biological son of William Cross. Whether you like it or not, his empire—his legacy—falls to you.”Aidan forced
THE HEIR'S AGONY TRIAL BY FIRE THE CLOCK IS TICKING
The silence in the room clung to Aidan like a suffocating shroud. Thirty days. The words echoed in his mind, each syllable slamming against his thoughts like a hammer striking glass.“Thirty days to claim your inheritance…”The phrase looped again and again, sharp and unrelenting. He pulled the phone away from his ear and stared at it blankly, as though it might dissolve into smoke and take this nightmare with it. But it didn’t.From the far end of the abandoned robotics lab, Eleanor’s voice broke the tension. “Aidan?” Her tone was cautious but edged with panic. “What did they say? What now?”He didn’t answer right away. His chest heaved as he tried to process what he had just heard. The phone felt like a brick in his hand, heavy and accusing. Slowly, he looked up at her, his voice raw.“They’re giving me thirty days to claim William Cross’s empire.”Eleanor’s face paled. “What?”Aidan pushed away from the desk and stood, the legs of his chair screeching against the concrete. He ran a
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The weight of victory
Each success came with a price—a deep, aching pain that pulsed through Aidan’s body, radiating through his very bones. It was as if the system itself was punishing him for every achievement, extracting its toll with brutal precision. His breaths came shallow and quick, his vision blurring as he collapsed against the cold metallic wall of the training room.Pandora’s voice cut through the haze like a lifeline. “Aidan, you need to focus. The system is pushing you beyond human limits, but you must endure. You can’t let it break you.”Aidan groaned, his hands gripping his sides as the whispers in his mind grew louder.[Warning: Overexertion Detected. Recovery Mandatory.]“Shut up!” he snarled at the system, though he knew it couldn’t hear his frustration. “I’m not some damn machine!”The Price of SurvivalVictor stormed into the room, his boots echoing ominously. His face was grim, his jaw set tight as he hauled Aidan to his feet. “This isn’t a game, kid. If you want to survive, you have
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The burden of the system
Aidan stumbled back, clutching his head as the unfamiliar voice drilled into his mind. The whispers weren’t audible to anyone else—they were a torment reserved solely for him. It wasn’t just a voice; it was a presence. A relentless, cold, mechanical directive embedded deep within his brain.[System Activated]Objective 1: Survive.Objective 2: Secure the Cross Empire.Failure Condition: Death.The words burned into his thoughts like molten iron, their finality as stark as the void. Aidan gasped for air, gripping the edge of the desk to steady himself.“Make it stop,” he choked, his voice trembling with panic.Pandora’s glowing eyes locked onto him. “Aidan, what’s happening?”“It’s... in my head!” His breaths came in shallow bursts. “The system—it’s not just some inheritance. It’s a curse! It’s trying to control me.”Before anyone could react, the air around them shifted. The warehouse lights flickered, and the whirring sound of machinery grew louder. Panels in the walls slid open, rev
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Chaos unleashed
Aidan’s breathing was shallow as he paced the dimly lit room. The air felt heavy, almost electric, as if the walls were alive with the secrets of the Cross empire. He had thought inheriting wealth would bring freedom, but instead, it had shackled him to a labyrinth of danger, manipulation, and greed. His mind raced, his heart pounding as the weight of the situation pressed down on him.Victor broke the silence, his voice calm but firm. “Aidan, sitting here won’t help. If you want to survive this, you need to act—and fast.”Aidan turned to face him, his frustration bubbling to the surface. “Act? How am I supposed to act when I don’t even know what’s happening? I didn’t ask for any of this!”Selena, leaning against the table, crossed her arms. “No one asks for power, Aidan. But now that you have it, you need to decide how to wield it. The Cross empire is more than just wealth. It’s influence, control, and—”“A target,” Aidan interjected bitterly. “It’s a target painted right on my back.
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The Reluctant Heir
The room seemed to close in around Aidan as the screen went black. His heart raced, the man’s cold, calculating smile burned into his mind. Whoever he was, he knew Aidan. And worse, he had been waiting for him.Victor’s voice broke the silence. “That was Dominic Voss. He’s not just any enemy of the Cross Empire—he’s the worst of them.”Aidan turned sharply toward Victor, his jaw tightening. “Who is he? And why the hell does he know me?”Victor hesitated, his usually composed face shadowed with worry. “Voss was once your father’s closest ally. He helped build the Cross Empire, but when power and ambition took over, their partnership turned to hatred. Voss believed your father stole something from him—something valuable enough to destroy entire lives.”“And now he thinks I have it?” Aidan’s voice rose, anger and panic twisting together.The woman, who had been monitoring the screens, chimed in, her tone steady but urgent. “Not just thinks. He’s convinced. And he’ll stop at nothing to ge
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Pandora's warning
Aidan sat frozen, his breath shallow as the words from the call echoed in his mind: Thirty days to claim the inheritance… or lose everything. The air in the room seemed heavier now, suffocating him under the weight of a legacy he never asked for. The hum of the overhead light buzzed faintly, but even that felt distant, drowned out by the storm raging inside him.The Cross Empire wasn’t just an inheritance. It was a labyrinth of power, corruption, and danger, and now, somehow, he had been thrust to the center of it.It wasn’t loud—just three sharp raps against the metal door of the lab. Aidan’s body tensed. No one visited him here, not unless it was urgent. His eyes darted to the door, his pulse quickening.Another knock, more insistent this time.“Aidan Harper,” a voice called through the door, calm and steady. “We know you’re in there. Open up.”His chest tightened. The voice wasn’t familiar, but the tone carried authority. He stood, backing away from the door instinctively. The phon
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The Curse Of the empire
Aidan’s heart skipped a beat as the figure stepped forward into the dim light, revealing a face he never thought he would see again. His breath caught in his throat, a cold shiver running down his spine.“Pandora,” Aidan muttered under his breath, the name leaving his lips like a prayer and a curse all at once.Pandora stood before him, her robotic form gleaming under the moonlight, her eyes glowing a cold, artificial blue. Her body was sleek, composed of metallic plates that mimicked human skin, but there was no warmth in her movements. She was more machine than woman now, yet her presence still commanded the same chilling authority.Aidan felt a surge of anger and confusion mix in his chest, threatening to consume him. Pandora had been the one person he had trusted, or at least thought he could. She had been his father’s right hand, a brilliant mind in robotics, and a figure who had always seemed to protect him when things got rough. But she wasn’t here to protect him now.“Hello, A
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Den
Aidan’s chest rose and fell, his breaths shallow as he stared at the tablet in his trembling hands. The information glowing on the screen felt like a thousand tiny daggers stabbing into his mind. It was all there—Pandora, the robotics, the systems that could crush nations underfoot. His father’s empire wasn’t just built on wealth; it was built on control, manipulation, and fear.“Aidan,” Eleanor’s voice cut through the thick silence, snapping him back to reality. “We need to move. Now.”He looked up, his eyes meeting hers. They were full of worry, yet fierce with determination. She was right. Sitting there wouldn’t solve anything, and staying in this room would only put a bigger target on their backs.“You’re right,” he muttered, closing the tablet and shoving it into his bag. “Let’s go.”Eleanor led the way to the door, peeking out into the hallway. It was still quiet, too quiet. Aidan’s stomach churned as he followed her, his shoes sinking into the plush carpet.“You think they know
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Chains of inheritance
Aidan leaned against the cold marble wall of the mansion’s east wing, his mind a storm of emotions. The air was thick with the scent of polished wood and aged leather—a scent he faintly remembered from the few stolen memories of his childhood. He was here, inside the lion’s den, with Eleanor at his side. Yet every step forward felt like stepping into quicksand.“Aidan,” Eleanor whispered, pulling him out of his thoughts. “We can’t stay here. If they find us—”“I know,” Aidan interrupted, his voice sharp. “I just—” He paused, running a hand through his hair. “I just need a minute.”Eleanor frowned but didn’t push further. She leaned against the wall beside him, her arms crossed. “You’re not just hesitating because of the danger, are you?”Aidan exhaled, his breath shaky. “This isn’t about me anymore, Eleanor. This... this empire? It’s a curse.”She tilted her head, her curiosity piqued. “What do you mean?”Aidan stared at the floor, his voice barely audible. “My father... William Cross
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Into the Lion's Maw
The air crackled with tension, the words "a trap, not a gift" echoing in Aidan's head. The Cross empire wasn't some benevolent inheritance; it was a viper's nest. Suddenly, the building erupted in gunfire – *bang, bang, bang* – the sharp reports bouncing off the polished marble floors. Aidan and Eleanor, their hearts hammering like frantic drummers, bolted for the nearest emergency exit. Adrenaline, that glorious, terrifying elixir, fueled their flight. He grabbed Eleanor’s hand, pulling her along like a lifeline.“This way!” Eleanor yelled, pointing towards a shadowy stairwell. They burst through a heavy steel door, gasping for breath, stumbling into the dimly lit stairwell. The thunder of pursuing footsteps echoed from below – they weren't alone, not by a long shot."They're coming up!" Eleanor hissed, her voice tight with fear.Aidan muttered a curse. Up was their only option. They started climbing, two steps at a time, their ascent a frantic, echoing symphony of tension. E
