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Create a bill that punishes corrupt officials with death!"

But then they say: "Killing is against the law. They're human too, and have a right to live!"

Damn those so-called Human Rights activists.

Anyone running for office should serve the people, not exploit them.

And yet, time and again—
They hunger for power.
They bend the laws.
They steal the people’s taxes.

I was nothing but a small internet café owner, struggling to pay bills. But my life changed when I stumbled upon someone in a dark web forum. A shadow with a code name, who taught me everything—from basic programming to breaching secure national servers.

I became an anonymous whistleblower.
Exposed corrupt politicians.
Flooded social media with undeniable proof.

But one night, I made a mistake.
I forgot to activate my VPN. Forgot to scramble my signal.

And they came.
Secret agents. Black ops.

They didn’t arrest me.
They executed me.

I thought that was the end.

But fate had other plans.

I woke up… not on Earth…

…in a world ruled by mana and aura.

A world where kingdoms rise and fall by the strength of their swordsmen and mages…
…where corruption bleeds through nobility like poison in wine.

And this time, I won’t make the same mistake.

This time, I’ll burn their world from the inside out.

The Ruthless Magic Swordsman

🕯️ Location: Classified Archive Node, Tier-4 Access — 2:17 A.M.

But no Whisper Operative ever rose to her rank by asking permission.

Bell crouched over an arcane interface orb, knuckles white with tension as she input the decrypted glyph-sequence stolen from the Academy's dueling scry-crystals.

The energy flowing through it wasn't raw mana.

> This isn't spellcraft, she realized.

Like a compiled script. Like a firewall with self-correcting logic.

As she dug deeper, she found sub-layered patterns within Achilles' spell footprints:

Timed micro-pauses between movements—like controlled keystrokes.

Threaded response logic between two casts.

> It's behaving like an AI kernel.

That's when she tried to trace it.

👁️ Backtrace: Unauthorized Access Attempt

She fired a glyph pulse to back-propagate through the energy thread.

Target: Achilles Verentis / Subsystem Source Signature

The orb flared blue. Then white. Then—

> "You're not supposed to be here."

The glyphs shattered. The orb cracked.

The voice continued—neutral, but not emotionless.

> "Unauthorized cognitive presence detected."

"Trace attempt on protected root layer."

She stumbled back. Blood dripped from her nose. Her breath hitched.

It's a system with awareness. And it knows my name.

📜 Emergency Report (Filed, Unsent)

> I attempted to decode the spell structure Achilles used during his duel. I initiated a reverse trace.

> A voice responded from within the system. It identified me by behavior. Not by name, not by aura. By pattern.

That means it's watching not through spell residue… but through active monitoring.

> This is not a boy with an unusual casting ability.

> This is a system running on a host body.

> And the system knows it's being traced.

As she closed the log, still trembling, she whispered into the silence:

> "What are you, Achilles Verentis?"

But from the far corner of her dark room…

a faint blue glyph flickered across the wall.

> Now you know how it feels to be watched.

Bell's Interlude: The voice in the code