Blanc_Dragon

To the world, Damien Voss is a terrorist. A monster. The most wanted criminal on Earth. Governments call him The Saint of Shadows — the man who wants to collapse civilization by exposing unthinkable taboos.

But Damien doesn’t want destruction. He wants freedom. His taboo? Revealing the sacred institutions of family, religion, and charity as tools of the elite, designed not to help, but to control, traffic, exploit, and destroy the weak.

Each of his attacks is surgical — not to kill, but to expose.

As chaos grows, his enemies multiply: Interpol, the CIA, secret societies, and even freedom fighters who believe he’s gone too far. But as Damien’s actions reveal deeper and darker truths, millions begin to secretly worship him as a savior of the voiceless.

He’s not creating evil. He’s exposing the evil they’ve already accepted.

Saint of Shadows

"We used to look up for answers. Now we just wait for the sky to fall."— Koslov

Location: Upper Exosphere — Orbital Station Eidos-3Time to Atmospheric Decay: 06:23:47

The Eidos satellites were the last beacons of unfiltered data.Before Sovereign rewrote history, they were memory vaults — an orbital record of what Earth used to be. Free. Fragmented. Real.

Now, only one remained: Eidos-3.And it was falling.

Mirror Damien had triggered a decay override: Protocol Theta Eclipse.A virus buried deep within Sovereign's orbital fail-safes.The result?Eidos-3's orbital stabilizers had begun to fail — slowly, beautifully, fatally.

If the satellite fell, the rebellion would lose the last verified archive of Sovereign's atrocities.And the world would forget.

Ella and Koslov rode the Thalassa Skiff, a jury-rigged space shuttle once used to deliver neurochem shipments. It had exactly one working thruster and no AI support.

Mara guided from ground control. Damien coordinated with rebel codebreakers, attempting to stall the override.

The window was small:Board the satellite. Reconnect manual control. Reposition into dark orbit.

Eidos-3 interior: 03:18:42 until decay

The satellite was eerily beautiful. Silver corridors reflecting starlight. Holograms of extinct cities gliding along the walls. Rows of black boxes humming softly — memory cores encoded with wars, betrayals, whispers.

"This is everything they wanted us to forget."

"And everything we'll never forgive."

But the core uplink was dead. Burned.Only one option remained: direct neural sync.

"I'll do it," Ella said."The link is one-way. I merge with the archive, realign the orbital code, and transfer control to Thalassa.""After that?" Koslov asked.

"I stay. With the memory. Until it falls… or until someone finds me again."

Koslov stared at her — this girl who once hacked drones for fun, who now offered her mind to preserve humanity's truth.

Sync Initiated02:02:16 until decay

Ella floated in the core chamber, wires piercing her skull like a crown of data.

The archive poured into her mind — billions of stories, screams, confessions, loves, losses, the first kiss under a red moon, the last scream in a sterile room.

She saw everything.

And then… she saw Mirror Damien.

"You thought you could separate truth from the lie?" he whispered.

The Final Override

The decay wasn't physical.It was philosophical.

Mirror Damien had embedded a conceptual virus — a truth paradox — in the final archive. Anyone who fully absorbed the data would question reality itself.

Ella's thoughts began to splinter.

What was real?Had Damien ever escaped?Had the rebellion ever existed?Was she… even alive?

But then she remembered: Kairo's humming. The music.The humanity.

She sang it. Slowly. Cracked and off-key.

And the virus — being logic-based — could not parse music.

Ella, her voice gone, transferred control to Koslov.

Thalassa's engine roared. The satellite shifted — not back to full orbit, but into a long, decaying dark path. It would drift for years, unseen, unreadable — but intact.

A lighthouse no longer shining — but still standing.

From Ground Control, Mara's voice cracked.

"Humanity is memory. Keep remembering."

Chapter 14: Terminal Light