Cheyenne Mountain Complex, Colorado
Built deep inside a granite mountain lies a prison.
Buried far beneath the surface, it is one of the most secluded places on Earth—protected by kilometers of solid bedrock.
People are sent here to be forgotten. Not to be contained.
It had been months since Rufus's fight with Liam. With modern medicine, his recovery had come easier than expected, though the memory of that day still lingered in the back of his mind.
Konopleva had sent him on this mission with Two, a decision he didn't fully understand. In his current condition, he wasn't at his best, and he knew it. Whether it was precaution or a lack of trust, he couldn't tell.
Still, orders were orders.
Rufus adjusted his posture, suppressing the dull ache that occasionally flared through his body. If this mission were meant to test him, he wouldn't give them a reason to doubt his recovery.
So he sat up in his chair and focused on the cameras. On the screens, Gonen was being pushed through a corridor on a stretcher, strapped in a straitjacket, his body twitching slightly with every movement. Rufus watched without expression, though something about the scene felt wrong in a way he couldn't ignore.
His room was roughly 5 KM away from the site.
On the site, in a straitjacket, we see an oversized, old white man.
Pushing him is the Lieutenant for the President's Elite Guard Rank 4.
His name is Charz. His short, styled orange hair and his snake-like green eyes make him stand out.
Beside him is Alt Chrome, another older man who is Lieutenant to a former Elite Guard Rank 7.
When Gonen is moved, his head shakes rapidly like someone having a seizure, but that's just his brain understanding and adapting.
Gonen internally monologues.
A world-ending apocalypse. In hopes of achieving Nirvana.
A race to the finish line, to call god.
But heaven is now full. There is no place there for a man who sacrificed his mother.
Satan, Beelzebub, Belial, Asmodeus, Abaddon, Leviathan, and Mammon.
Do you really want your name to be among these demons?
That's how you want to be remembered? To be immortal? Similar to the "Posh".
.....
Gonen's eyes grew sad before becoming focused.
Distraction is a bad thing.
Focus is a good thing.
Every action of the day is like walking a tightrope.
If you get distracted, you fall off that tight rope.
And once you fall off, you feel so bad about falling off that it's hard to get back on that tightrope.
Gonen started to whisper as his thoughts came to life. "The key to the world lies in the Natural Number." The balding, white-eyed Astrophysist continued.
The natural number leads to the Hidden Universes. -1/18
The key to the wormhole of a secret Solar System.
God will cut his wrists and bleed out the earth until we're drowning in his holy blood.
He will show us the signs and force us to leave this world and find a new one.