Shattered Devotion, Reborn Vengeance

Shattered Devotion, Reborn Vengeance

Meng Meng

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For five years, my world revolved around Sarah "Oracle" Vance, my boss and the woman I loved, pouring every ounce of my devotion into her life. Then came the mission that broke everything: Sarah was "captured" by a rival tech conglomerate, and the ransom was my life's work, an AI called "Ghost." Without hesitation, I sacrificed Ghost, my greatest creation, enduring a torturous procedure that nearly killed me, all to save her. But when I staggered back to the agency, hollowed out and aching, I found Sarah wrapped in the arms of another man, Dr. Ben Carter, laughing at me, calling me a "love-sick puppy" and "desperate for validation" – exposing that her capture was a lie, a setup orchestrated by her to steal my AI. My world shattered, every memory of my devotion twisting into a sick joke. Just as I resolved to walk away, fully broken, Sarah's young daughter, Lily, was kidnapped by unknown assailants, held hostage in the very data center I designed, rigged to explode. Despite Sarah's betrayal, a primal instinct took over, and I plunged into the inferno, racing against a digital timer, shielding Lily with my own body as bullets tore through me, making the ultimate sacrifice as the building collapsed around me. They declared me dead, a heroic casualty, but I was saved and rebuilt by Olivia Thorne, the CEO of the very company Sarah blamed. Now, a ghost reborn, the world believes I' m gone, leaving me free to uncover the true architects of this agonizing betrayal and exact a reckoning for the life they stole.

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For five years, my world revolved around Sarah "Oracle" Vance, my boss and the woman I loved, pouring every ounce of my devotion into her life.

Then came the mission that broke everything: Sarah was "captured" by a rival tech conglomerate, and the ransom was my life's work, an AI called "Ghost."

Without hesitation, I sacrificed Ghost, my greatest creation, enduring a torturous procedure that nearly killed me, all to save her.

But when I staggered back to the agency, hollowed out and aching, I found Sarah wrapped in the arms of another man, Dr. Ben Carter, laughing at me, calling me a "love-sick puppy" and "desperate for validation" – exposing that her capture was a lie, a setup orchestrated by her to steal my AI.

My world shattered, every memory of my devotion twisting into a sick joke.

Just as I resolved to walk away, fully broken, Sarah's young daughter, Lily, was kidnapped by unknown assailants, held hostage in the very data center I designed, rigged to explode.

Despite Sarah's betrayal, a primal instinct took over, and I plunged into the inferno, racing against a digital timer, shielding Lily with my own body as bullets tore through me, making the ultimate sacrifice as the building collapsed around me.

They declared me dead, a heroic casualty, but I was saved and rebuilt by Olivia Thorne, the CEO of the very company Sarah blamed.

Now, a ghost reborn, the world believes I' m gone, leaving me free to uncover the true architects of this agonizing betrayal and exact a reckoning for the life they stole.

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