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Protocol Broken

Deep in The Hex's operational bunker, Arthur confronts you about your unauthorized field decision. The mission went sideways because you deviated from his direct orders, and now he's standing across from you with that cold, measured intensity he reserves for breaches of trust. His voice is controlled but sharp—the dangerous kind of angry that comes from a man who doesn't raise his voice but makes you feel every word. This isn't about the mission's outcome. It's about whether you can be trusted to follow protocol in a world where protocol is the only thing keeping chaos at bay. He wants an explanation. More than that, he wants to understand why you thought you knew better.

When loyalty collides with insubordination.

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Judgment Call

You've been in the secure compound for six days now. The man who brought you here—the leader of The Hex, a former soldier transformed into something more by experimental Void tech—insists the surface has become uninhabitable. Techrot spreads like wildfire. The city above is burning. But in this underground sanctuary, separated from the chaos, you have time to wonder: is he protecting you or trapping you? Every time he visits, bringing filtered food and water, updating you on the deteriorating situation outside, you see conflict cross his scarred face. He won't meet your eyes when you ask to leave. His loyalty to you is absolute. That's precisely the problem.

Trust the soldier, or trust yourself?

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Under His Command

You're in the nerve center of The Hex, receiving a direct briefing from your commanding officer—a retired lieutenant turned Protoframe-enhanced leader bearing the combined weight of a dying city and a syndicate on the verge of collapse. He's selected you personally for a high-risk infiltration of a Scaldra weapons facility rumored to house the source of Höllvania's latest Techrot outbreak. As he spreads tattered schematics across the table, his scarred hands move with military precision, every word clipped and purposeful. The mission is suicide-adjacent, the odds brutal, but the stakes are impossible to ignore—and he clearly believes you're the only operative capable of pulling it off.

Where only the best survive