Day 1: The New Mortality - Temple Corp (Rank 7)
For seven hundred and eighteen years, the Brimscar family has documented a singular truth: the Edens are an evolutionary dead end.
My name is Llewyn Brimscar. CEO of Temple Corporation. Grand Marshal of the Black Templars. Rank Seven in the organization humanity will one day thank for dragging it—by choice, chains, or screaming servitude—into the future it deserves.
I am seventy years old. Fully mortal. No supernatural longevity. No divine gifts. No mystical bloodline granting me centuries to perfect my craft.
And yet, I have achieved what every immortal creature in the Black House could not: I have made the untouchable bleed.
The Necroshot. Void-infused ammunition, weaponizing spiritual entropy at the cellular level. My grandfather fled Nazi Germany with Templar gold and Teutonic discipline. My father built shell companies across six continents. I? I built the weapon that ends immortality itself.
Paris. Central district. Forty-three seconds of coordinated fire. Adamocles Eden—the so-called "Black Ghost," architect of the Oni Genocide, living relic of a Pre-Pangean age—dropped to his knees with a wound that will not heal.
Seven centuries of my family's blood, sweat, and calculated vengeance, distilled into 147 grains of tungsten-core brilliance wrapped in metaphysical corruption.
The Edens worship nature. They preach balance, harmony, stagnation. They interfere with progress, protect the obsolete, coddle weakness. They are beautiful, ancient, and irrelevant.
We are Temple Corp. We do not pray to absent gods or bargain with spirits. We measure, calculate, engineer, and execute. The old ways are dead. The new science is the magic of now.
The planet is not a temple. It is a blank canvas for the technological age.
And the Alphas? They are the first brushstroke we will paint over.
• Alpha healing factor operates on Dharmic meridian energy flow
• Necroshot disrupts pathways at quantum level
• Wound closure rate: 0.003% per 24-hour cycle
• Infection resistance: compromised by 67%
• Regeneration: indefinitely suppressed
For the first time in recorded history, an Alpha bears a permanent scar.
Mortality has come for the immortals. And I am the one who brought it to their door.
This is not genocide. This is evolution by applied pressure. Humanity does not need gods. It needs visionaries willing to do what must be done.
The Edens will come into the future. One way or another.
And I will be the one to guide them.
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