TECHNICAL_SINGH

When struggling mechanic Lin Wei discovers an unmarked black credit card in an alleyway, he assumes it's some kind of mistake. But when the card pays for anything—without ever running out—his life transforms overnight. Mansions, cars, private jets—every luxury becomes his for the taking.

But with infinite wealth comes a price.

The card is more than just money. It's a key to a hidden system that monitors karma, influence, and global balance. Every purchase has consequences, every act creates ripples. And when Lin Wei starts drawing attention, he realizes he's not alone.

A shadow organization known as the Black Foundation hunts anomalies like him—people and technologies that don’t obey the rules of reality. Now Lin Wei is caught in a silent war between ancient forces, rogue AIs, and financial empires that control the fate of the world.

With nothing but the card in his pocket and a growing network of allies, Lin Wei must navigate a world of invisible power, encrypted legacies, and deadly secrets.

Because the card didn’t choose him by accident.

And if he can’t uncover the truth behind its origin…
he won’t live long enough to spend another cent.

The Infinite Card

The Infinite Black Card was gone.The Board of the Bank Beyond Reality was defeated or dormant.The world was healing under new karmic laws.

Something older than money had stirred.

Lin Wei could feel it in the silence—like the pause before a predator strikes.

This wasn't about systems anymore.Not karma.Not wealth.Not morality.

This was about Greed itself.

The Phantom Data Surge

An orphanage built using Infinite Card funds suddenly collapsed—its karmic foundation turning to dust.

The next day, a relief hospital in Nairobi funded through karma bonds reported all their files rewritten. Patients were "never registered." Funding vanished into the void.

Wei and his team gathered around the Nexus war table, the golden hologram map flickering with red anomalies.

Noor spoke first. "These aren't digital attacks. They're conceptual."

Xinyi's brow furrowed. "Conceptual?"

Jude tapped a node. "Entire truths are being unwritten. Like someone is devouring the idea of generosity."

The Origin of Greed

From the vaults of karmic memory, Wei accessed the Original Ledger—a metaphysical book the size of a continent, inscribed with the first contracts of humanity.

And there, deep in the oldest page, was a name.

A single character: 欲 (Yù)—"Desire Taken Too Far."

True Greed had no face, no card, no limit. It was not a system—it was a hunger.

Wei turned to the team. "This… is the thing karma tried to balance. But it was never defeated. Just… paused."

In Zurich, a man walked into a private investment firm.

He was barefoot.Wearing a blank mask.He said nothing.

But when he placed his hand on the vault door, every account in the system transferred to him.

The name on the record was: Yù.

Across the world, stock markets flashed UNKNOWN BUYER.

And everywhere, people felt it—a strange emptiness in their chest, like they had forgotten why they wanted anything at all.

Wei stood at the heart of the Nexus, floating above a map of the world flickering in and out of balance.

"I can't fight this with balance," he whispered.

Noor stepped forward. "Then what do we fight it with?"

Wei looked at her, then at all of them.

The Infinite Card wasn't designed to erase Greed.But it could create anchors—points of pure, selfless joy that True Greed couldn't consume.

A grandmother's laughter while teaching her grandson to write.

A man forgiving his brother on his deathbed.

A stranger planting trees without expecting praise.

A village that shared one well for fifty years.

Each of these would become a Joy Pillar—a metaphysical firewall against Greed.

But for that, they had to travel, not as gods—but as people.

Wei and the Karma Knights scattered across the globe:

Xinyi went to the slums of Mumbai.

Jude to the forgotten villages of the Andes.

Li Mei to a collapsing town in Siberia.

And Wei… went to the mountain where he was born.

On a snowy slope, an old man struggled to light a lantern beside a shrine.

Wei helped him. No words were exchanged.

The old man smiled, nodded, and placed the lantern on a stone where no one would see it.

"For those who died forgotten," the man said. "Even if only I remember them, that's enough."

And from Wei's chest, a beam of golden light erupted skyward.

The first Joy Pillar was born.

Post-Credit Scene – The Empty Child

In a city made of mirrors, a child stood before a void where money once existed.

His face was blank. His eyes were black.He held nothing.

But everywhere he went, people forgot what they once loved.

"I am not hunger.I am the forgetting of satisfaction.I am True Greed."

True Greed Awakens