“Is everyone clear on the plan?”

“Yes but Misera, what are you going to do?” Rylan questioned.

“I’ll work around it. No worries. Check in with Ryker if anything deviates.” I immediately left the vicinity without looking back. Though I did manage to catch a few words.

“Ryker what’s going on. She hasn’t been acting herself.”

“What is “herself” Rylan? Just stick to the plan. She has her own. Deviate and you could mess up hers.”

“Ryker this is serious. IT’S ALMOST A SUCIDE MISSION HERE!”

“JUST. STICK. TO. THE. PLAN. If you truly cared what happened, you would’ve been here and not off in la la land for your petty revenge.”

“What do you mean…” his voice faded away.

Rylan… I guess this is where it becomes obvious. You have your path… I have mine… Suicide mission? I prefer to call it “courting death”.

I managed to get to the base of the Thurs’ HQ undetected. A subsidiary family of the Arcs which manages the Arc’s international wealth, the Thurs has been expanding too fast. It’s been a sign that the Arcs were about to go global and once they do, it’ll be harder to track the people associated with the head family. Right now, people are jumping at the chance to further their position within the family and it’s a perfect time to cause some chaos.

Our target today is both the physical and electrical money flow from the Arcs to the Thurs. The Arcs will be sending $99 billion in cash to Thurs HQ. After which, they will convert paper cash into digital credit. Why couldn’t they just wire the money in the first place? It was illegally gotten cash in the first place. They just needed the transaction to be done with legal presence after which, the cash will once again disappear into a vault somewhere in the Arc’s HQ. This is also how they continually pump out money. Since the serial numbers aren’t checked for status, they just need legal presence to declare that so and so indeed had this much money and upload it onto an electronic bank account. After the transaction check, the Thurs will be free to move the money as needed abroad.

The goal is the Red team will take care of swapping all $99 billion to 99 of our untraceable offshore accounts while the Black team will swipe the physical cash. And my goal? Annihilate the Thurs.

I grabbed a leaving employee and incapacitate her. I took her badge, her purse, and her shoes. I may have purposefully aimed for someone with my shoe size. I threw on a wig with the same blond hair as her and took out a measuring needle. I stabled through her throat to her vocal cords and let the needle measure her voice waves. After getting her voice signature, I uploaded it to the voice changing pearl earrings and put it on. I did one last body check to ensure my disguise was perfect. After hiding the body, I put on a dust mask. It’s allergy season after all.

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As soon as I felt ready, I heard some people walking my way. Judging by their badges, I knew they were from a different department so that chances that they knew “me” was slim. I immediately pretended to be on the phone with “my” manager.

“But we were supposed to clear out for the night sir! … No… I don’t think I can finish in… the 15 minutes we have left! … I understand. I’ll just grab it and work on it at home. Alright. I’ll call you as soon as I have the file…”

I finished my pretend call, still feeling the presence of the people behind me. I out on a sad helpless face as I turned around to face them.

“Rough night huh…”

“Yes… I’m sorry, I really need to go get the file before the shut down time.”

“No worries! Be quick! Good luck!” They all said.

After bidding them good bye, I dashed inside the building as quick as I can and ran all the way to “my” desk. I turned on the computer and logged into the files. What a surprise coincidence that “I” just so happens to be in charge of the new building project proposal. Immediately copying the file onto a secure USB stick while also injecting a virus into the system, I waited for the download to complete. I pretended to take a stretch and looked around the room. It was completely empty except for me. Once the download was complete and the virus was fully uploaded, I opened the network terminal and immediately overlaid a CGI of “me” finishing up, turning off all the lights and walking out. I then scanned “my” card and inserted the card’s key code into the visitation log, effectively showing “I” walked out of the place.

Within the darkness of the room, I logged out of the terminal and shut down the computer, leaving no traces of it being hacked. Changing out of my disguise, I then armed myself with 2 guns, each on a holster of a thigh, and 2 swords on my back, a katana leaning to my left so that I could easily pull it with my dominate right hand and a wakizashi leaning to my right so that I could easily pull it with my left hand. After packing up the disguise, I implanted mini bombs in one corner of the floor.

I proceeded to do the same with the same corner with all the floors I could get to. After which I heard a small commotion. The main members of the Thurs family arrived at the top floor and have set up the trade. I waited until the transaction was done and the money moved downstairs.

I quickly disabled the door and just went in shooting whoever got in my way. After I ran out of ammo, I took nearby corpses as shields and started hacking away at the remaining members. I killed and killed mindlessly. If it moved, I slashed. If it ran I stabbed. If it fought back, I hacked it to pieces and ripped out its heart. I chased anything and everything that moved like I was on autopilot.

After the massacre, I was left alone, somewhere in the middle of HQs surrounded by corpses and a flood of blood. Tch. There was barely any challenge here…

Feeling unsatisfied, I quickly left the premise and moved on to my “backup” plan. After quickly driving to the Thurs main home, I ram the car into the front gate. The noise attacked many but that was the goal anyways. I quickly got out of the car and using it as a shield, I grabbed the extra ammo from the car and shot my way out. When I had ran out of ammo again, I did the same routine of using corpses as shields as I hacked my way through.

Men, women, children, seniors, descendants, or servants, if they were there, they were hacked. Once again on auto kill, I went through the entire home finishing up with one broken rib, a bullet wound in my left shoulder, and three slash wounds. When I finished, I stared at the ground as my blood mixes into the flood below me. I started feeling faint but I didn’t want to move. I didn’t even react as someone gently pried the swords from my hands.

“Misera…” the voice whispered. And with that, I blacked out with a single care.