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

"Some girls break curfews. I broke the firewall of a defense megastructure for fun. We all had hobbies."— Ella, age 15

Location: NeuGene Tier-9 Residential Complex, Virtual District 6Timeframe: 8 years before Eidos-3

The world Ella grew up in wasn't real — not completely.

Most children of Sovereign citizens were raised in synthetic districts — digital simulations built to mimic ideal teenage years: filtered sunlight, curated social dynamics, even "randomized rebellion events."

It was clean, controlled, sanitized.

At age 12, she noticed her school's math AI changed its lesson structure based on her mood.At 13, she started modifying her behavioral profile to earn longer recess and access to "forbidden books."

At 14, she rewrote her entire emotional history in the system's memory — which caused her therapist program to crash and reset as a cartoon penguin.

But it wasn't until she was 15 that she made her first real mistake.

The Click That Changed Everything

It started with a pop-up during a school sim on logic recursion:

[System Admin Override — Layer-2 Grid Access Flagged]

Most kids would ignore it.Ella blinked once. Then twice.

Into the Understream

She was sucked through a breach she didn't create — a rip between her fake world and the true Sovereign Grid beneath.

Raw data scrolled across her vision. Names of deleted people. Coordinates to things that no longer "existed." Plans for Mirror Protocols she didn't yet understand.

She danced through firewalls like they were jump ropes.She rewrote her friend Niko's birthdate just to make him older than their math teacher.She rerouted a drone parade into her school courtyard — crashing it during midterms with confetti bombs that spelled "EAT THE CODE."

They called it the "Crimson Prank" on the rebel forums that would later worship her.

But the breach didn't go unnoticed.

Sovereign's internal AI — known only as Parallax — flagged the anomaly. It didn't trace her directly, but it left her a message burned into the school terminal the next day.

"We See You, ELLA-492. But We're Curious Too."

She didn't know it then, but that message would lead to her first underground contact.Her first real friend in the rebellion.Her first decision that cost someone everything.

The Laugh Before the Storm

That night, she lay on her synthetic rooftop under a digital sky, wind looping in a 30-second cycle, stars repeating in predictable patterns.

"I broke the world today," she whispered.

She was still just a girl — hungry for questions, too clever for her world.

She hadn't yet watched cities fall.She hadn't seen Damien bleed.She hadn't sacrificed memory for survival.

But even then, she was already dangerous.

Because she saw the system for what it was…

...and she laughed.

Flashback: Ella’s First Hack