Two weeks had passed, and Neo was starting to rot in his own apartnt.
Nothing important had happened. No ssage from Richards or any real lead from anyone. For the last two weeks, Neo had done little besides eat and train, filling the empty hours with exercise and food he would not even have dared imagine a month ago. Good at. Beef, pork, cuts with real quality to them instead of the cheapest scraps left over for places like Zone 0. Fresh fruit too, bright and clean and expensive enough that buying it still felt faintly absurd.
’I can’t stay cooped up like this much longer. Two weeks and nothing. Richards hasn’t contacted once, and Snot keeps spamming with nonsense. Every kind of ssage except one worth reading. Lately it’s all videos from so stupid app called TikiToki.’
Neo pushed himself off the bed and headed into the living room. From there, the full stretch of Arandom City opened in front of him through the wide glass, all height, light, and distance. Even now, the apartnt still felt unreal. A place like this belonged to soone else’s life, not his.
He stood there for a while, taking in the street below and the skyline beyond it. A lot had changed in a single month. His unnatural First Resonance. Richards. Snot. The Breach. The hidden ruin. And ahead of all that, one short-term goal had already taken shape with more clarity than the rest.
Gray Hand.
’And if I want in, I need to raise my Soul Core. Heart would be ideal. Vein at the very least.’
Neo called up his Soul Window.
[391/1000 Ember]
No change.
That irritated him more than he liked.
He had money now, a better place to live, a weapon, a phone, and more freedom than he had ever had before, yet the number in front of him had not moved at all. His growth had stalled, and sitting still had started to feel filthy.
His phone buzzed.
Neo reached for it, more out of boredom than interest, then frowned when he saw the ssage.
It was from Snot.
"Open the door in five minutes. ;)"
Neo stared at the screen.
’Open the door? What door? He’s never been to my place.’
He crossed to the glass and leaned forward slightly, narrowing his eyes as he searched the street below. It did not take long.
There.
A familiar figure was moving through the crowd with far more energy than the people around him, weaving between strangers with the loose, cheerful rhythm of soone halfway to singing and not caring who heard it.
It was Snot. Even from up there, he stuck out like a sore thumb.
Neo still did not quite believe what he was seeing. He blinked a couple of tis, then rubbed at his eyes with one hand just to make sure distance and glass were not playing so stupid trick on him.
A mont later, the intercom rang.
Ring... ring...
Neo walked over and looked at the small screen. Snot’s face filled it at once. Brown hair, brown eyes, and that absurd nose, still the first thing anyone noticed about him.
Neo pressed the button. The light downstairs turned on. Snot clearly knew he had answered, even if Neo had not said a word.
"You can open the door too, you know," Snot said through the speaker. "I’m not exactly enjoying standing down here freezing my ass off."
Neo frowned at the screen. "How the hell do you know I live here? I don’t rember telling anyone."
"Oh, co on," Snot said. "Don’t be like that. We’re friends, aren’t we?"
Neo did not answer.
Snot was already drawing enough attention out on the street just by talking into the intercom like an idiot.
"Alright, fine," Snot went on. "Open the door and I’ll tell you. I’m already embarrassing myself down here, so could you please let in, Neo? For once, I actually have sothing worth talking about. Good news too. A new Breach opened not long ago. You let in, we talk about the details. Otherwise I leave and take my amazing information with ."
Neo let out a slow breath.
A new Breach.
That was all he needed to hear.
Just like that, two weeks of boredom cracked open. Maybe he could finally move again. Maybe he could finally start advancing the way he wanted. By now, Neo had already learned sothing irritating: getting into a Breach was not simple. He had tried asking at the governnt offices himself, only to get the sa answers every ti. Nothing nearby. Restricted access. Controlled by so faction or family.
He pressed the button to unlock the door.
"Thanks," Snot said.
Then he threw him a wink through the cara.
Neo saw it and felt a chill crawl down his spine.
The elevator finally reached Neo’s floor and opened.
Neo was already at the door, sliding the card-key into place and unlocking it just as Snot stepped out and headed straight for the apartnt, clearly ready to walk in like he belonged there.
"Neo, my dear friend, we finally et again. And this ti I actually bring sothing better than the videos I sent you. But did you see the last girl I sent? She’s a famous influencer. Absolute ten, right?"
Neo stopped him with one hand before he could cross the doorway.
Snot froze there and looked at him, confused. "Sothing wrong?"
"Yes," Neo said. "Two things. First, the shoes. I don’t want the floor getting dirty. Second, how the hell did you find ?"
Snot bent to take them off without much complaint. "Rember the day we ran into each other at the mall?"
Neo gave a small nod. "Yeah."
"Right. Well, pure coincidence. I was in a taxi and caught you out of the corner of my eye going into this building." He clicked his tongue twice. "I have to say, I was surprised. And you didn’t tell anything either. Tsk, tsk, tsk. I honestly thought we were closer than that."
Neo said nothing.
Snot straightened again, his shoes in one hand. "Didn’t expect soone from Zone 0 to be living in a place like this. You must’ve gotten money fast sohow." His eyes narrowed a little, though the grin never really left. "The Soul Relic you sold, right?"
"Yeah," Neo said. "That was it."
"Good. So can I co in now? I already told you why I’m here."
Neo stepped aside and let him in.
Snot walked past him like the place had already beco familiar, headed straight for the fridge, opened it, and grabbed sothing to drink without asking.
Neo stood there watching him.
He did not say anything. He was still trying to understand how Snot could act this naturally in soone else’s apartnt.
Snot ca back with orange juice in hand, dropped into a chair at the table, tapped the surface twice with his fingers, and looked up at him.
Tap. Tap.
"Sit down," he said. "Let’s talk."
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