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In the lowest levels of Neo-Tokyo 9—where sunlight never reaches and life holds little value—a young girl named Aiko fights to survive amid filth, crime, and decaying technology. Abandoned by the system and scarred by a bloody past, she’s learned to move like a shadow through the urban hell.

But everything changes when she meets a mysterious boy who seems to know her, despite never having seen her before. He wears a spotless white coat, an impossible smile, and carries a proposition that could be their only hope… or the beginning of their downfall.

In a world where machines feel more than humans and secrets hide beneath layers of neon, Aiko will discover that her story is just beginning—and that maybe, just maybe, she wasn’t meant to die as just another forgotten soul.

Get ready for a 120-chapter journey packed with suspense, betrayal, lethal twists, and a rawness that cuts like chrome blades.

HK-07: The girl who wasn't meant to survive

Aiko could still feel the electricity buzzing under her skin. The data cable had been removed, but her mind seemed to float in a thick fog of distorted memories.

Kael said nothing. His gaze was fixed on the screens that Z3R0 was analyzing without blinking… or without blinking its sensors. Everything in that place seemed to see more than it should.

"What did you see in me?" Aiko asked, her voice broken.

Z3R0 slowly turned to her. Its voice echoed through the walls:

"What everyone fears. What the government buried. What you were before you were you."

Fragments of text and video began to appear on the screens: redacted names, genetic codes, lab signatures, old surveillance footage… until a frozen image silenced them all.

A cryogenic tank. Inside, a girl. Small. Black hair floating like ink in water. Eyes closed. A number tattooed on her wrist.

Aiko touched her wrist. Her skin was smooth… but something inside her burned.

"Project Hikari was a secret program from the Genetic Progress Division of the Ministry of Defense. They disguised it as a medical breakthrough, but in reality, they wanted to create humans with controllable code," Z3R0 explained.

"Controllable?" Kael asked, frowning.

"Their bodies didn't matter as much. What they sought was the digital soul. A moldable consciousness. One that could be rebooted, shut down… or programmed."

"And I… was one of those subjects?" Aiko whispered.

Z3R0 nodded. The screens showed more. Files with dates: November 14, 2177. August 22, 2178. All with notes:

"HK-07 shows emotional instability. Potential for self-aware consciousness. Risk of breach."

"HK-07 terminated. Rescued by unidentified agent during transfer to incinerator."

Aiko felt nauseous. The file continued.

"Traitor agent identified as K—"

The name was corrupted. The data had been digitally scorched.

Kael stepped closer, his face pale.

"You were HK-07… and someone saved you?"

Aiko closed her eyes. The image of the tank… the muffled voice whispering her name… a warm hand pulling her from the cold water…

"And you?" she asked, turning to Kael.

Kael didn't respond. But something in his eyes shifted.

"This doesn't end there. The file mentions a list: nine subjects. You were number seven. Most are dead. But one… is active. And he's looking for the others."

"Someone just tracked this connection."

Z3R0 typed again. A map projected.

Inside the Oblivion.

Kael drew his weapon. Aiko stepped back, heart racing.

"And it's not just a raid. It's him."

Z3R0 slowly turned its metallic gaze toward Aiko.

Chapter 4: The Phantom File