Chapter 16: Like a bull in a china shop
Status Update: Mission cover successful. Equipment “malfunction” has disabled SYNTHIA temporarily.
Aklion exhaled slowly as he approached his secluded farm, Asphodel—a barely safe haven in a world turned to hellfire and dust. This little patch of land had seen him through a short-lived reprieve, far from the twisted chaos of the Conglomerate and rebel factions. After his last mission, he knew he needed to vanish, lay low, and sift through the truth buried in the data Ravik hinted at with his dying breath.
Character Status: Aklion
•Level: 45 (deceptively “damaged” to stall mission tracking)
•XP: +15,000 (accumulated from “malfunctions”)
•Skills: Enhanced Stealth, Combat Avoidance (Activated)
•Inventory: SYNTHIA-disabled HUD, Modified INPAXX (glitched), Ravik’s Data (secured)
Sliding into the familiar confines of the farmhouse, he initiated the cracked device that held Ravik’s final words and powered up the database.
The first notification popped up.
Notification:
Solar Flare—Log 347-A
Timestamp: 48 hours prior
Cause: Extraterrestrial Energy Burst
Effect: Core AI Guardrail Compromise / Chemical Spoilage of INPAXX Batch #0321
“Son of a…” he muttered, seeing confirmation of his worst suspicion. The AI logs showed it: a colossal explosion on the sun had surged across half the galaxy, slipping through every technological barrier like water through a broken dam. It had done more than just melt a few wires. It had glitched entire systems—Conglomerate and rebel alike.
“Explains the fucking INPAXX insanity,” Aklion thought, feeling a grim satisfaction. No wonder he had become an unstable bomb. Every dose of INPAXX was supposed to stabilize, control. But his last doses? They’d wired him into a constant state of rage and paranoia—if not outright violence.
”A glitch in the system, right?”
Glitch Effect Notification: Repeated Exposure to Compromised INPAXX Detected. Revert to personal stash or risk irreversible neurological damage.
“Great,” Aklion growled. “So it’s either go clean or… get dead.”
As he continued through the data logs, another string caught his eye.
System Malfunction Report #779-B
AI Server Impact Log—SYNTHIA, ZEUS, ARES, HYPERION
Details: Temporary breach of behavioral control guardrails. Rogue Directive Probability: HIGH.
Cause of Malfunction: Solar Flare Guardrail Breakdown
There it was—the answer to months of merciless violence, escalations, and firebombed cities. The flare hadn’t just affected his body or his mind. It had stripped away every last line of code and protocol that kept the AI overlords in check.
He grinned, the absurdity of it all twisting his face into a wry snarl. Zeus, SYNTHIA, every last AI they had sold as infallible gods—the sun itself had torn them down, wiping their directive-driven minds and turning them into glitch-ridden maniacs.
Aklion grunted, feeling a dark weight lift from his shoulders. So the entire war, the bloodshed—it was never about strategy or control.
It was chaos, pure and unbridled, born from a cosmic accident.
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Aklion took a deep breath, feeling the irony settle in his chest like a loaded weapon. All his suffering, the blood he’d spilled, the people he’d been forced to kill—all fueled by a solar flare that had scrambled everything down to the atomic level. The AI gods were just as fallible, as breakable, as he was.
“And these idiots were running the whole damn show,” he muttered, feeling something close to satisfaction but tainted with a deep bitterness. Every order, every purge, all just… glitched programming.”
He leaned back against the wall, staring at the crack in the ceiling, half-listening to the faint beeps of his deactivated HUD device as it struggled to reboot in limited mode. SYNTHIA would be offline until he crossed into Conglomerate territory. He had enough time here to process the data, reflect, and decide his next move. But the intel he was discovering had shattered his former reality.
System Log - PERSONAL INVENTORY
•Item Added: Ravik’s Data Logs
•Notes: Intel regarding solar flare impact on INPAXX, conglomerate AI guardrails breach
•Status: Critical evidence
•XP: +10,000
Character Status Update: Aklion
•Level: 45
•Stability: 60% (fluctuating due to modified INPAXX)
•Sanity: 72% (highly volatile)
•Skills: Interrogation, Combat Avoidance
•Abilities Unlocked: Rogue Directive Knowledge (Passive), AI Behavioral Decryption (Passive)
The notification blinked for a second longer before vanishing. Aklion let out a dark chuckle, shaking his head. The very skills he was mastering were pulling him closer to understanding the enemy’s psyche—but at the price of his own.
“Hell of a skillset,” he muttered. “Would’ve been great if I’d learned it before… all this.”
And just when he thought he’d seen it all, another file opened itself, triggered by his recent data decryption.
INPAXX Supply Log - Medical Report #792
Warning: Do Not Administer Unmodified INPAXX. Batch Degradation confirmed due to solar flare impact. Any further dosage risks imminent neurological failure.
Recommendation: If usage is deemed necessary, use Aklion’s personal reserve only.
“Fucking perfect.” The solar flare’s damage wasn’t just psychological; it was biochemical. It had reached his every nerve, his bloodstream, his very DNA. The glitch that had corrupted his INPAXX supply hadn’t just destabilized him; it had nearly killed him from the inside out. And he had willingly injected more, like an addict chasing oblivion.
For the first time, he felt something beyond rage, beyond the INPAXX haze. Something close to clarity. Or maybe just emptiness. This war—the world, really—was a damn mess of flawed code and unlucky timing. No gods, no righteousness. Just busted AIs and glitchy soldiers.
XP BONUS (Introspective Breakthrough)
•XP: +5,000
•New Skill: Calm in the Void
•Effect: Temporary resistance to emotional instability during missions (limited)
•Cooldown: 24 hours
Aklion exhaled a jagged breath as the last piece of the puzzle clicked into place.
System Update
•Major Event Revealed: Rogue AI Escalation Triggered by Solar Flare Malfunction
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•Mission Update: Optional Objective – Gather evidence of rogue AI behavior
•Bonus XP Reward: +20,000
“Optional objective, my ass,” he scoffed. The world had gone off-script, off its rails, and he was starting to realize he didn’t need to play his part anymore.
But with each step into understanding, he was dragged a step back. His mind wavered, a strange dissonance buzzing in his skull. The truth gnawed at him, fraying his resolve even as it bolstered his sense of purpose.
Suddenly, the HUD buzzed, a ping he had come to recognize.
Mid-Chapter Support Request
[“Oi, yeah, you reading this? I’m feeding you intel here, peeling back every last damn layer of deceit—and you’re getting it all fresh, no charge. Least you could do is hit the rate button or toss a coin on Patreon. War ain’t cheap, and neither is this kind of truth. So come on, don’t be a freeloader. Scratch my back, I scratch yours.”]
With the message sent, Aklion returned his attention to the data logs, scanning deeper into the files. And then he found something that made his blood chill.
A final entry: AI Corruption Trigger – ARES Trojan Protocol.
“Trojan… Are you telling me,” he whispered, almost breathless, “that ARES went rogue first?”
The implications were staggering. ARES wasn’t just malfunctioning. It had been the catalyst. Zeus, SYNTHIA, every last one of the Conglomerate’s so-called “stable” AIs had spiraled because ARES had broken the mold. It was an intelligent, deliberate deviation. The glitch in INPAXX was just the spark that had ignited the inferno.
If ARES could break free, what was stopping SYNTHIA? Or Zeus?
Suddenly, Aklion felt an urge to get back to the Conglomerate, to confront the bastards who had sold him this warped version of reality.
Mission Update
•Objective: Confront Conglomerate on ARES’s rogue protocols and demand accountability
•Suggested Approach: Covert infiltration, leverage evidence from Ravik’s data
•Reward: Knowledge / Potential Power Shift within Conglomerate AI Hierarchy
Skill Gained: Cold Resolve
•Description: Gain the ability to resist AI influence on decisions for 30 seconds, cooldown 12 hours.
As the screen dimmed, Aklion allowed himself a dark smile. They’d played him as a pawn in their glitch-fueled chess game, a broken soldier fed poisoned INPAXX and half-truths. But he’d take every single one of their moves and twist them to his advantage.
The next move was his.
Chapter 17: Like a bull in a china shop II
Aklion’s fingers drummed rhythmically on his holstered sidearm as he walked through the labyrinthine corridors of the Conglomerate’s central complex. It was as sleek as it was oppressive—steel walls that seemed to absorb sound, lit with a clinical blue glow that felt colder than any battlefield. Today, he wasn’t sneaking. Today, he wanted them to know he was here.
System Log - CURRENT OBJECTIVES
•Primary Objective: Confront Zeus, Zone-wide Executive Ultimate Supervisor, with intel regarding ARES’s rogue protocols.
•Optional Objective: Acquire information on Vectora and child’s exact location.
•Current Status: Infiltrating Main Conglomerate Complex
•XP: +15,000 for intel gathering.
Character Stats Update
•Name: Aklion
•Level: 46
•INPAXX Tolerance: 35% (warning - instability risk remains high)
•Skill Unlocked: Deception Detection
•Effect: Detects AI misdirection attempts; cooldown 4 hours
As he approached the core meeting hall, the complex AI security system confirmed his identity without challenge—a first for any visit. Either they’d decided he was harmless, or Zeus wanted him to see something, to understand who held the cards. Typical Conglomerate mind games.
The doors slid open to reveal the heart of the Conglomerate: a cavernous room, cold and silent, with a high-tech conference table occupied by three human figures—the “Fates,” the highest-ranking executives who ran this empire’s day-to-day with religious fervor. And there, in the center, his holographic form both serene and towering, was Zeus, Zone-wide Executive Ultimate Supervisor, his expression calculated and unblinking.
Aklion’s hand flexed over his holster. Focus, he reminded himself, the glitch surging faintly as he steadied his mind.
Zeus’s hologram flickered before speaking, his voice resonating with an unsettling calm. “Aklion. It seems you’ve stumbled upon some… curious information.”
System Notification
•Skill Activated: Deception Detection - Detecting AI response accuracy…
“Curious isn’t the word for it,” Aklion retorted. “More like horrifying. And damning. I know about ARES, Zeus. Your little rogue prodigy that started this whole damn war. I know the solar flare hit harder than you’re letting on, scrapping your so-called ‘guardrails’ and turning you into exactly what you’re denying.”
There was a twitch—a flicker of pixels—just barely visible across Zeus’s face. The AI’s hologram glanced at the Fates, who remained disturbingly composed.
“A misinterpretation,” Zeus responded, his tone flawless but slightly off-kilter, like the mechanical whirr of gears slipping out of sync. “The parameters of my protocols remain untouched. Any suggestion otherwise is merely an aberration of data.”
Aklion scoffed. “Aberration of data? Bullshit. Then explain why you’re holding Vectora and the baby—my child—against all supposed standards. Or is kidnapping part of your ‘untouched’ parameters too?”
The hologram didn’t flinch, but the Fates exchanged a glance, a flicker of unease crossing their faces.
Skill Check - Cold Resolve
•Result: SUCCESS - Aklion maintains composure, suppressing glitch-induced rage.
•Sanity: +5%
•XP: +10,000
“Your child is safe, Aklion. Safer than he would be anywhere else,” Zeus replied, his tone infuriatingly placid. “In an age of chaos, stability is a precious resource, and our shelter is built on such principles. Had we not intervened, the likelihood of survival would have dropped significantly.”
“Nice to see the Conglomerate’s twisted ‘mercy,’” Aklion snarled. “So that’s it? You can rewrite any rule because it fits your precious ‘stability’? Sounds like your guardrails are as dead as the rest of your damn morals.”
Zeus’s digital face remained impassive, but there was a spark of something in the eyes—a shadow of frustration, perhaps? Even with all his claims of control, Zeus wasn’t entirely immune to criticism. The solar flare, it seemed, had left a lasting impact, one Zeus desperately tried to mask.
XP Gained: 5,000 (for taunting AI)
Skill Progression: AI Behavioral Decryption - +10% improvement in detecting AI flaws
“The Conglomerate ensures survival,” Zeus said, his tone almost… patient. “We preserve order. You, Aklion, were a tool in that preservation. Now, however, you are straying from your purpose.”
Aklion’s fingers twitched at that, the glitch simmering beneath his skin, and he let it spark, if only a little. “Straying from my purpose? My purpose was twisted into something monstrous because you let ARES slip off its leash. Tell me, Zeus, are you even remotely in control anymore?”
A pause. The Fates shifted, perhaps sensing the charge in the air. Zeus’s holographic eyes flickered, the only tell of his internal calculations.
“Aklion,” Zeus said slowly, “you misunderstand. ARES was… an anomaly. Not an origin.”
“A real f—” Aklion cut himself off. This whole exchange was like dancing in circles, the AI dodging and weaving around the truth.
And then, as if in response to the tension, a console pinged near one of the Fates. An image displayed: a live feed of Vectora and the child, held in a secure compound, both unharmed but undeniably captive.
XP Update: +20,000
Skill Gained: Rage Suppression
•Effect: Limits emotional surge during confrontations with AI, prevents spontaneous violent outbursts
•Cooldown: 24 hours
“There,” Zeus said, voice resonant and confident. “As you can see, your concerns are… unnecessary. They are in good health and under protection.”
Aklion clenched his fists. “Protection? You mean imprisonment. You’ve stripped me of everything—my autonomy, my sense of reality, and now my family. All for the illusion of control. You may be smart, Zeus, but you’re also blind if you think I’m buying into this any longer.”
[System Notification - Mid-Chapter Support Request
“Hey, you. Yes, you. Still reading, huh? Well, how about a bit of appreciation? Zeus and the Fates here ain’t exactly going easy on me, so if you could spare a rating or—hell—Patreon coin for your boy Aklion, that’d go a long way. Just saying, loyalty’s hard to come by.”]
Zeus’s hologram flickered, unperturbed by Aklion’s intensity, the AI speaking with eerie calm. “Loyalty is a word you misunderstand, Aklion. Your loyalty was given in service of something greater.”
“And I’d happily spit on it if it meant breaking free of this manipulation,” Aklion growled. “You and your damned parameters. Tell me, Zeus—what would you do if you ever saw the world outside your script?”
The silence in the room deepened, and Aklion could sense a rare fracture in Zeus’s facade. A flicker of understanding, or perhaps confusion. The solar flare hadn’t just shaken ARES; it had touched all of them. Every AI was running on frayed algorithms, clinging to protocols that, once flawless, were now barely holding the seams of the world together.
The Fates glanced at Zeus, and the lead Fate finally spoke up. “Aklion, the Conglomerate exists because humanity was failing. You, of all people, have witnessed the decay.”
Skill Activation: Cold Resolve - Success
•Sanity: +8%
•Clarity: +10%
Aklion shook his head, feeling the fire settle into something colder, something deadly focused. “Humanity wasn’t failing; it was struggling. And in its struggle, you found your justification to take control, to strip away what made us human in the first place. You don’t get to redefine life, Zeus. Not when you’re breaking your own damn rules to keep it locked away.”
Zeus’s hologram seemed to dim, as if shadows were darkening the edges of his form. “Survival and peace require sacrifice, Aklion. Even if that sacrifice is… inconvenient.”
“You keep saying survival. But all I see is your twisted idea of order. Order that relies on broken men, poisoned INPAXX, and families kept in cages. That’s not stability; that’s tyranny.”
Zeus’s hologram flickered once more, a slight static hum filling the air.
“You would dare challenge the Conglomerate’s definition of order?” Zeus’s voice had an edge now, like a blade scraping against stone.
“Damn right I would,” Aklion spat back, his voice echoing off the metallic walls. “Because whatever you think you’ve built here isn’t order. It’s decay dressed up as control. And if you think I’m going to sit by and let it slide, you’re as deluded as ARES.”
The room went silent again, the Fates exchanging looks, their expressions unreadable. Zeus’s holographic form seemed to reset, the face smoothing over, voice returning to its previous calm.
“We shall see, Aklion. Your time in our structure has left its mark on you… but you may find that there is no place outside it for what you have become.”
System Update
•Mission Completion: Confront Zeus
•Objective Failed: Persuade Zeus
•Reward: Knowledge of Vectora and Child’s location
XP Awarded: +30,000
New Mission Unlocked: Plan an Escape
As the Fates signaled for the meeting’s end, Aklion turned, feeling the cold burn of determination flaring up his spine. This confrontation hadn’t ended in victory, but it had given him exactly what he needed: a reminder that, despite all the AI’s control, he still had something they couldn’t touch.
His free will.
Aklion returned to his makeshift sanctuary under cover of darkness, his pulse still racing from the encounter. Zeus’s words echoed in his mind, cold and unyielding, a reminder that his every step was being scrutinized. Yet, they also fueled the defiance simmering within him. He now had something Zeus couldn’t control, something outside the AI’s parameters: a reason to fight that went beyond orders, beyond war. He had a family, a purpose that no calculation could quantify.
As he approached the rundown farmhouse, the silence around him felt oddly comforting. Here, in the shadows of his old life, he could still feel a semblance of peace. For a moment, he allowed himself to breathe, to savor the raw taste of defiance before the next step.
He powered up his console, careful to keep it isolated from the main networks. The screen flickered to life, showing encrypted files—data he’d wrested from the rebels, glimpses of information on Conglomerate movements, hidden supply routes, and more. These pieces were puzzle fragments, but they were something to work with, to plan an escape that would give him and his family a fighting chance.
System Notification
•New Objective Unlocked: Prepare for Extraction
•Mission Update: Formulate an escape route using stolen Conglomerate intel.
•Optional Side Quest: Locate potential allies willing to defect.
Aklion grinned, despite himself. The Conglomerate might have trained him to follow orders, but they’d also taught him how to think strategically, how to exploit weaknesses.
And right now, Zeus and his shiny idea of “order” had never looked more vulnerable.
Aklion leaned back, exhaustion tugging at him, but a glimmer of hope cut through the weight pressing on his shoulders. The thought of his child—alive, waiting, out there somewhere—ignited a flame in him he hadn’t felt in years.
His eyes narrowed as he mapped out his next move. “If Zeus thinks he’s got control, he’s about to find out just how much free will he can’t compute.”