Location: Solara City – Cyber Forge Backchannel Hub (Year 2, Month 6)
The Phantom walked into the basement like a chill wind.
Masked. Gloved. Silent.
No one saw his face.
No one even tried to ask.
They just moved.
Because his reputation preceded him now:
"He doesn't speak often… but when he does? Someone doesn't wake up the next morning."
System Check-In: Cyber Forge (Dark Finance Terminal)
Check-In Complete
– Reward: $15,000
– New Feature: Black ID Matrix – Tier I
→ Can create and sell untraceable identities
→ Tier I: Generates $12,000 per clean drop
New Operation Online:
– Phantom ID Circulation Protocol
→ Fully anonymous data-wiped identities for fugitives, elites, rogue agents
→ Cut: 35% profit per transaction
Monthly Passive Now: $148,000
Net Worth: $611,000
Narration – The Legend of the Mask
His crew didn't question the mask anymore.
Rico had never seen his face.
Vix asked once.
Only once.
Damon looked at her.
Said nothing.
The silence was too cold for her to push further.
Even Zeke's AI probes failed to match the new Phantom's heat, gait, or DNA.
"He's untraceable," Nova muttered during her private hunt.
"Like he doesn't exist.
But he's everywhere."
The Interpol Agent – Target Locked
Name: Gabriel Orsen
Former MI6. Current global identity broker.
He'd sold identities to terrorists and sex traffickers for years — untouched, because he worked for the elite.
Until he tried to sell one under Phantom ID Protocol.
That triggered Damon's silent flag.
And sealed his fate.
Hit Report – Operated by Phantom String
Entry: 2:11 AM
Exit: 2:27 AM
Kill: One shot. Clean.
Message: "He used our name. He forgot the price."
Left behind: A new identity chip — overwritten with the word: "VOID"
Final Scene – The Mask in the Mirror
Damon stood in his safehouse.
Gloved fingers pulled off his shirt.
His body now: perfect. Sharpened. Built for speed, violence, and power.
But his face?
Still unseen.
Even in the mirror — the light caught only pieces.
Eyes like frozen suns.
Jaw carved to weaponized beauty.
An aura that made even shadows hesitate.
He touched the mask.
Held it a moment.
Then placed it back over his face.
"No face.
No mercy.
No past.
Only the fire I build from their ashes."