- Chapter 2: Whispers of Gears and Shadows
Jade Zero, a former cat burglar with cybernetic enhancements, is drawn into a deadly conspiracy when a murdered tech-priest leaves behind cryptic symbols and a bloodstained data shard. Meanwhile, in the shadowed depths of the Chromatek Boneyard, a devoted assassin of the Mechimanicaus cult hunts for an ancient relic—one that could shatter the illusions of their world.
- The Chairman’s Greatest Role
By the time the first concrete evidence materialized in the spring of 2025, the damage to the republic had already metastasized beyond salvation. There had been murmurs, of course, scattered throughout the years like breadcrumbs leading to a sinister destination: classified intelligence reports buried in bureaucratic vaults, clandestine meetings in Eastern European hotels, inexplicable pivots in foreign policy that contradicted decades of American doctrine.
- Reign of Spectacle
Chairman rules not through policy but through spectacle. His government is a never-ending reality show where cabinet meetings are broadcast live, foreign diplomacy is determined by ratings, and loyalty is the only currency that matters. As telescreens beam his face into every home, citizens watch in fearful fascination as he makes and breaks alliances on whim, rewards sycophants, and punishes dissenters with public humiliation. But beneath the carefully orchestrated chaos, a resistance is brewing.
- Chapter One: The Low Hum of Neo-Eden
Jade Zero, a retired cat burglar with cybernetic enhancements, tries to stay off the grid in Neo-Eden, a city of flickering neon and AI-controlled propaganda. But when she receives a cryptic message from an unknown contact and a call from Lieutenant Cassin about the brutal murder of an old associate, she’s pulled back into the shadows. As secrets unravel and danger looms, Jade must decide whether to walk away—or uncover a conspiracy that could change everything she thought she knew.
- Children of the Circle
The Circle had replaced education with indoctrination, molding children into obedient servants while their parents, exhausted and compliant, looked on. The older generation—the faithful voting bloc—had long since dismissed any concerns. Their own children had grown up in a different time, so why should they care? Schools, social programs, the greater good—it was all "socialist nonsense" unless it served the Black Circle. And now, the next generation didn’t even know they were enslaved.
