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chapter 1
The interrogation room was nondescript. The walls were reinforced with sound absorbent paddings, a steel table in the middle and a polarized observatory window to the right. The detained cultist sat at the end of the table, jacketed with an anti-thaumaturgic fabric that prevented him from opening his abdominal maw or exhibit any other anomalous properties that he might possess.
His hands were bound in chains in front of him so that when the interrogators required him to write or draw something, they would not risk getting close to remove his restraints and in turn, give him chance to escape. He sat, rocking in his chair, giving the personnel behind the observatory window the evil eye.The door beyond swung open, revealing Lukas in uniform. In his left hand was folder containing documents about the cult's activities in the past three weeks. The soldier sat at the chair across him. The Lieutenant carelessly tossed the folder on the table and glared."Are we just gonna sit here or are you going to speak? We can do this all day." Lukas said.The cultist laughed."No, you don't." The cultist replied. "You never have the time.""Elaborate.""Why would I tell you?" The cultist replied back with a mocking laugh."So you just said that to make yourself sound badass? Typical.""You never have the time because we will rule this world of yours." He laughed. "I hope you are still alive to witness it, I really hope you are."Lukas grinned. He doesn't need enhanced interrogation techniques for this bastard to speak. He was divulging small important details on his own accord."So, all of these are just rituals, huh?" He asked.The cultist realized that he had spilled too much. He leaned back and avoided his gaze."Come on, tell me more about this 'fire and brimstone' shit you bastards got. I am interested." But the cultist did not respond. "Cat got your tongue?""You will all die." The cultist cursed. "The bloodshed had opened a tear in the Veil. We are just widening it with more." He laughed.The bloodshed. He must have been referring to the separatist rebellion conflict of the mid-2000's. Lukas sat back. He wanted to extract more information from him."Can you tell me more?" He asked, tone relaxed. The cultist did not respond. "Come on,"But he couldn't get more facts out of him. He was about to stand when the cultist started to speak again."You know what human flesh tastes like? Or how sweet a blood is if it came from a virgin? The power it brings to you was more than you can imagine." He grinned. "When I slit the bitch's throat, she was moaning like some--"Lukas turned to him with his fist clenched."--her arms were limped at the side as I sucked more and more. I can't get enough of it." He laughed. "I pulled another one, slit her throat and--"Lukas' fist slammed against his face, sending blood dripping from his nose. The cultist himself felt nasal carthilage broke upon impact. The soldier felt his blood boil. He clenched his fist for the second time and threw another punch.At this point, three other troopers burst into the room and wrestled the disgruntled Lieutenant away, and at the same time, retrieved the folder on the table. Lukas tried to squirm from their grip but their combined strength outmatched his. The cultist laughed maniacally at the scene.And they were gone. The door slammed close after them.With a laugh, the cultist dipped his index finger with the blood coming from his nose. He made a symbol on the table and began whispering an incantation from a book written in some very old language. His other abilities may have been hindered, but casting spells or doing short rituals is not since it does not need a special skill to do so.Especially a communication one."My masters," he spoke at the symbol. "I am here, inside one of their territories." He added. "I offer their blood to you."The lights flickered in response. The cultist looked up with a bleeding nose and laughed."These people are responsible for the slaughter of your followers." The cultist said. "If they are allowed to continue their living, they might pose a threat against the black father's ascension." He grinned. "Yes, master."#Lukas was pinned against the wall by a fellow ranking officer and received a slap in the face to calm him down."What the hell is wrong with you, Apostol?" He recognized the face and the voice, it was 1st Lieutenant Francis Borja, recently coming back from psychological rehabilitation. "Are you risking court martial for this?"Lukas released a deep sigh as Francis dismissed their subordinates, who saluted and walked away. The other 666IB personnel around shot them a curious glance but they went on with their business as usual. He reclined, touching his sore knuckles that were stained with blood that belonged to the cultist and his."I guess you should have that checked." Francis nodded at his bruised hand. "Let me accompany you.""I think I can manage," Lukas replied. Aside from Alice, Francis was one of his closest friends within the Battalion. The latter knew him, from mannerisms alone and even his family in his previous life. The man simply stared at him as he began to walk away."I insist." Francis protested as he followed him. "You're unstable, buddy. Look at you, you're a mess. You're not opening up to the rest of us while you are trying to drown it in freaking alcohol!" He tried his voice to be as low as possible to avoid the leakage from being heard by the rookies. He shook his head.They walked down the corridor that leads to the clinic wing.
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The lights flickered on. Lukas was quietly sat on the chair, savoring the chilly wind brought by the main hall's air conditioning unit. Nurse was beside him, bandaging the laceration on his right arm."Are you sure you're going to be okay?" She asked with concern in her tone.Sergeant Alice Abantay stood a few meters from them, visibly jealous."I have fought with the Lieutenant before, of course he will!" She yelled rather loudly. "That's more of an insult on his part!""Sarge, it's fine." Lukas said with a raise of his hand. He noticed that her forehead was bandaged by medics."No, LT! She made you sound like a wimp!" Alice yelled."I said it's fine, sarge! Dammit." He glanced at her forehead for the second time. "How's that?""The medics advised that I take a day off before I join any combat operation." She grinned. "But what the hell do they know?""I need my XO to be sharp so that she could
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The operation was unlike any other. Lukas sat near the exit of the truck, allowing him to see the other four trucks behind the convoy filled with the recently sent 666IB soldiers from other Outpost Detachments. Most of them had seen a fair share of Hell and doesn't need any form of watered down instructions unlike with the rookies who were clueless about almost everything.Lukas thought about the words of the Major yesterday. When he said that they are going to end this, he really is being serious. Otherwise, he wouldn't have requested a large number of personnel and launched a major offensive in this tiny village that probably has little capability to defend itself against a small platoon of 666IB soldiers.Some of the troopers were loant from the other Outpost Detachments and will return to their original duties after this. It was understandable. The 666IB was the only largest paranormal combat unit, but their numbers are limited. Replenishing it required a long
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He glanced at the photo with tears falling from his eyes. He held the only possession he have. It was against the rules of the Battalion to obtain any object that would remind its personnel the former lives they had but Lukas does not care.It was an image of him and his wife by the beach. In her bosom, she carried an infant draped in blanket. It was taken by her sister when they had a family reunion before. He wondered how the two of them are doing now since his "death" three or four years ago. The watchers under his payroll told him that she had already found someone--a banker and a childhood sweetheart of hers. Her new husband treats her and their daughter well and she was currently carrying a second baby.It hurt him to hear that she was already happy in the arms of another man, but the sacrifice he--and the others--have made were neccessary to ensure the continuous survival of the nation against the threats that they have no knowledge of.Better that
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"Greetings, gentlemen." Major Tomas Veras greeted as they entered. Lukas sat at the middle, as usual, with Alice sat beside him. The aging officer activated the projection after the lights of the room deactivated. "The cellular phone that 1st Lieutenant Francis Borja and his group had recovered contained vital intelligence that would aid us in the pursuit of our target."An image of another village by the river located in Sirawai appeared in the projection screen. The picture was a real-time satellite image and, despite being thousands of feet above, the image possessed a clarity like no other, revealing small details in great accuracy.He saw a handful of wooden huts along the river as well as long flat platforms or bridges that connected the treetops together. By the looks of it, the settlement looked more of a guerilla's hideout than a village. He guessed that beneath the leaves, there were tree houses occupied by belligerents. It put the defenders at a tactical
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This time, it was Lukas and Francis who watched behind the observatory window. In front of the Mambabarang was Sergeant Alice Abantay, and the newly promoted Corporal Jan Nagar.Roberto was restrained in the same manner as the cultist who previously sat in his chair. The Mambabarang watched in amusement, his gaze was glued at the soldiers before him."I never knew the Armed Forces has a branch specialized in occult combat." He chuckled."And we are good interrogators too." Alice said as Nagar lifted the knife from the wheeled table by the wall."Wait, isn't this police brutality? I have rights too!" The Mambabarang protested."I'm afraid we are not police." Alice grinned as Nagar raised the knife in the air, causing the light to reflect against its shiny blade. "And their jurisdiction does not reach us. Meaning, we could kill you here without no one finding out.""Okay, okay," Roberto shifted uncomfortably in his seat, still smil
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Under the cover of the night, their transport journeyed to the targeted location. Lukas caressed the grip of his blessed rifle and calmed his troubled mind that was slipping to yet another world of random thoughts again but he thought that there was no point in wishing back his previous life or how things should be and decided to refocus his thoughts on something else entirely.He noticed that their transport vehicles, no matter how long the distance was, always arrived to its destination in a short period of time. Sometimes, the vehicles itself were occasionally seen by civilians in broad daylight when there were no secret routes available to take.He heard from the privileged few included in the Personnel Exchange Program with the Agency, that their vehicles were modified using the organization's advance tech that allowed them to reach point A to point B in a short span of time. In addition, their vehicles were also fitted with a cloak tech that made it looke
