The Black Saint is My StalkerCh147 - Project Nightfall

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Han Li’s eyes peeled open but remained lying on the cold tiled floor, without the rush to move about. He spoke in a tone matching the woman’s, so low that it couldn’t be picked up by human ears. “I am.” kXKty3

He heard a stuttering sigh. On the ground, droplets of blood dribbled down to spot white tiles, but it was not the blood that roused Han Li’s hunger. He longed for something more filling than blood and flesh. “Perhaps you don’t remember me…I-I, I’m Simone’s aunt. We’ve met, once.”

“…” The memory comes to him slowly, jumbled up in strange splotches that colored his thoughts. Han Li hummed, realizing that there was something else other than himself occupying his own braincase. Some effort exerted, he managed to dig up the faint memories of a large black wolf that Simone called her aunt. “Ah. I remember now.”

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Her name…what was her name?

Ma— AGn5o7

Mags? Maggie. It was something strange. Ah. Right. “Magnolia.”

“…Hah. That’s me alright.” The chains rattled. He could hear the smile in her voice. Han Li wondered if he said something good. “I— there isn’t much time so…I’m just going to be straight with you, right?”

“…” Han Li listened.

“These guys are part of the DASR. I…don’t actually know where we are…but I’d caution to guess one of their numerous labs scattered about… They’ve been…collecting.”

Collecting? Ah. Han Li supposed that both he and Magnolia have been ‘collected’. Speaking of which, he had not a clue how that came about…What was he doing before? Was he not with the Saint of Eternity…?

The Saint of Eternity… Where was he? Han Li… Han Li wanted to see him.

His thoughts were drifting again.

The tiny buzzing of Magnolia’s voice brought him back to the present. “These bastards, they took Luca. I’m sure…the boy is somewhere in this damned facility. C-can you…do me a favor?” gBOnkw

“What do you want?” Han Li had no idea who or what she was talking about.

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“…! Ah…He’s the child that was confiscated four years ago. Do you…not remember? We had met then.” 0vkqiL

Oh. Then Luca was the wolf pup they rescued from that abusive pack? Hm, Han Li supposed that such a soul would be worth saving. However, Han Li was extremely aware of his limits and sighed tiredly. “I can’t. Too weak. Hungry.”

He heard a small chuckle above him. “Then why don’t you eat? I’m right here aren’t I?”

“…” Was this woman offering up her soul to him? Han Li finally pulled himself to his feet, motivated by the deepening pit in his stomach. He stared at her, their gaze level. “You’ll die.”

Weakly, Magnolia lifted her chin, a flare alive in her eyes, so unlike Han Li’s own. Her visage was swollen and bruised but she smiled nonetheless. “Then make my life worth it, boy.” CDJ201

…

Emilia Rose was about to pull her hair out. The programming with HL-434 should have by all means worked! His brain structure was completely human and therefore he should have completely succumbed to the nanomachines. And of all things that stopped him, it was a sense of morality? That was completely outside of her calculations! The only interference that could have disrupted her results would have to be Cyrus.

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Where was that demon prince? Why in the world did the president just let him run amok? It drove her insane.

And no matter who she asked about the facility, no one could give her the answer she sought. Exhausted with her search, she had no choice but to call her boss out of desperation. kcKd1T

Leaning against the wall in one of the numerous endless white halls, Emilia waited impatiently while the dial tone blared obnoxiously against her ear.

For once, he actually picked up.

“What can I do for you this time, my dear?” Aaron Lancert never failed to sound condescending and infuriatingly smug. However, despite his age, Emilia had to admit that he was doing quite a good job running the show and getting the funds to allow them to make real headway into Project Nightfall. This was her baby, her life’s work. And right now, Cyrus was interfering.

“About that pet of yours,” she complained hurriedly, tapping a painted fingernail against her arm, “I cannot have him running around the lab! He’s just causing problems left and right. Why don’t you have him better leashed?” l6qTnA

On the other side came a chuckle and Emilia couldn’t help but feel like she was the laughing stock. She sucked in a breath, ready to expel her frustrations. But before she could open her mouth again, she was cut off once more.

“Rose, sweetheart. I left you with Sitri because I felt that you might need a helping hand with security.”

Emilia reeled. “Security? Ironworks is perfectly secure! Not only have we employed the most advanced technology to deal with intruders, but there are also Nightfall soldiers patrolling the streets and professional wards guarding against supernaturals too—“

“Ah yes. You’ve done quite a bit with Ironworks, haven’t you? But to say that it’s perfectly secure is a stretch, my darling,” Aaron snickered, his tone making Emilia’s impatience boil. “After all, are you not aware that you have some unwanted guests in your own home?” x1fg5d

“…What?” Emilia thought she heard wrong. Or perhaps the president was just pulling her leg or something.

But Aaron Lancert wasn’t the type of man to joke around. “Ah yes, you have a total of three intruders snooping around in your house. Are you not glad that I kindly asked Sitri to deal with the problem for you?”

In a panic, Emilia hung up and immediately opened up the app on her phone that was meant to connect her to her in-home security.

To her horror, it was offline. a0LRez

…

Much to Graham’s satisfaction, there was a laptop open on the desk. Not only was it open, but it seemed like Duan Jiayu had conveniently bypassed whatever security the machinery had in place. Therefore he was allowed to snoop around freely.

Already open on the screen were files and documents about something called Project Nightfall Phase 1.0. With a quick skim, Graham gathered that it was one of the DASR’s more questionable projects, involving inhumane experimentations on death row inmates.

However, other details explained in the files were lost on Graham, for it was a little difficult concentrating when wet cracks and heavy panting could be heard between the biting sneer of interrogation. S7bRIm

“I would start speaking if I were you,” Franz hissed with icy rage, “Unfortunately, I am not too familiar with human limits.”

Graham paused and looked up, seeing the bloodied mess Franz had reduced Duan Jiayu to. Face swollen, body curled on the ground. He was certainly looking worse for wear and Graham had not a sliver of sympathy in his heart. Still, he spoke up, “Franz. Do not damage him permanently. I do not want trouble from Sanlongyan.”

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“This damage is hardly permanent,” Franz hummed, squatting down next to his prisoner before pulling him up by the hair. “You can take plenty more than this, can’t you, Sanlongyan dog?”

“…” Duan Jiayu was silent. He was silent even when Franz snarled and revealed his pointed fangs. VXDJ2Z

With a heavy sigh, Graham stood, taking slow strides toward the two. The scent of copper had grown strong. Just when Franz was about to sink his teeth into Duan Jiayu’s neck, Graham held him back, with a hand on Franz’s shoulder.

“Duan Jiayu,” Graham was grave, but not so urgent. “You were investigating Project Nightfall, were you not?”

At that, Duan Jiayu perked up. The Saint of Eternity could recognize the interest in his eyes. “Perhaps we are on the same side,” Graham offered.

Franz made a face, not entirely convinced, but Graham’s hand was heavy on his shoulder, untold words and intentions hidden in the touch. tFO pJ

Duan Jiayu couldn’t be trusted and it was unlikely that the Sanlongyan mutt would trust them either. But that did not mean that they couldn’t work together, at least briefly, if they were both in opposition to the same enemy.

Duan Jiayu’s voice was a little hoarse, but he spoke clearly and with neither fear nor contempt for his two captors. “Project Nightfall is the DASR’s solution to the Collapse.”

“…” The Collapse was a hypothetical day in which all Edelstein Pillars would fall. A worst-case scenario that some people predicted was inevitable. Others willfully believed that such a day would not come to pass.

But it was no surprise that the Association and world governments would be working on a solution and contingency plan— however, that was hardly enough reason why such research would be kept secret. And why a rival organization like the Sanlongyan would be interested in its investigation. YQOKxo

Duan Jiayu, seeming to understand Graham’s silent question, continued, “Project Nightfall intends to create…super soldiers. Phase one appears to have…been a success if Dr. Rose’s files are to be trusted.”

“Phase one,” Graham echoed.

“…Phase two intends to expand testing beyond human subjects.”

Both Franz and Graham stood in silence, the words slowly sinking in. In other words, the DASR intended to experiment on supernaturals. FvOKwr

Suddenly, everything made sense.

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