[Celestial Stream – Viewers: 7,180,345]
Viewer Sentiment: Anticipation Surging
—Southern Tower Objective Initiated
Aiden chambered another round with the calm of a man unsupervised in a church full of explosives.
"Alright, let's dance."
He locked in the next shot. An infected sprinted out of the half-collapsed stairwell—skin peeled back, ribs visible like open piano keys.
[Headshot – Clean Execution]
+950 SP
"Beautiful." — ???
"His control is art." — ???
"He should serve us." — ???
Ten minutes. Thirty-two infected. One rifle.
He slung it across his back.
"Let's make it personal."
He vaulted down the adjacent building's roof, landing on a rusted fire escape that groaned like it was about to snap. But it didn't. Not today.
He leapt, rolled, boots kicking up ash and bone dust from the street. The Southern Tower loomed before him, a black needle in the heart of ruin.
[Time Remaining: 09:21]
[Challenge Modifier Activated: Style Matters – +SP for Flashy Kills]
Aiden smirked.
"I'm not getting paid enough for this."
[You are not getting paid at all.]
—System Notification
"God, even my UI's a smartass now."
He kicked the side door open. Inside was rot, silence, and twitching darkness.
Inside the Tower
The corridor was a graveyard of flickering fluorescent lights and broken tiles. From the corner, something crawled—limbs wrong, mouth wider than it had any business being.
Aiden stepped forward, pulling a knife from his hip.
[Skill Activated: Cold Weaponry – Lv. 3]
[Viewer Sentiment: Curious]
He didn't hesitate.
One twist, one slash, and the creature's head hit the wall with a wet thud.
+300 SP"Crude but effective." — ???"Rip the next one's jaw off." — ???
Two more emerged from the stairwell—mutated, their bones like bark, limbs twitching with parasite vines. They screamed with that clicking, chittering sound.
Aiden rushed them.
Knuckles met skull. Bone cracked. The second one lunged—and he caught it mid-air, shoved it into the wall, drew his pistol, and ended it with a shot straight through the eye.
+600 SP+Extra 200 (Close-range style bonus)
[Skill "Point Blank Execution" Acquired – Lv. 1]
He checked his time.
[Time Remaining: 05:07]
Halfway up. Ten more infected at least.
He looked into the reflection of a broken mirror as he caught his breath.
"You look like shit, Trask."
Then again—he always did his best work in that condition.
Top Floor – The Hive
He kicked through the final stair door—and there it was. A nursery of rot. Dozens of sacks pulsing with fluid. A dozen more infected surrounding the nest, twitching protectively.
And in the center—the Hive Alpha. Seven feet tall, rebar through its shoulder, spines jutting from its back. Its head was... wrong, like someone had sketched a skull and then erased half.
It shrieked.
[Mini-Boss Encounter: Hive Alpha]
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"Rip it apart." — ???"Crush the eggs!" — ???"Make it a show!" — ???
Aiden laughed. A dry, sharp bark of humor.
"I swear—this is why I hate having fans."
He loaded his last armor-piercing round.
Took aim.
Boom.
[CRITICAL – Spine Severed]
[Hive Alpha Status: Crippled]
The creature staggered. He rushed in, unsheathing a short hatchet.
The fight was fast. Blood splattered the walls. Aiden dodged the creature's last, flailing swing, then drove the axe into its throat—again and again until the room was still.
[Quest Complete – Time: 09:52]
+5,000 SP+Skill Chest (Rare Tier)+Bonus Reward: "Dead Calm" – Temporary Skill Boost when facing overwhelming odds
Viewer Sentiment: OVERFLOWING
"He's fun." — ???"He's violent. I like him." — ???"Name him. Bind him." — ???
[WARNING: You are being watched.]
[Unknown Entity has marked your channel.]
Aiden sat in the middle of the corpses, blood on his hands, breathing steady.
"And that, dear gods and degenerates, is how you end a Tuesday."
He lit another cigar off the burning nest.
Somewhere in the stars, they clapped.