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    His words struck like a bomb.


    If the “Deification Project” had seemed grotesque before, his shameless rationalization now obliterated every remaining moral boundary. Across the globe, the inte erupted. Outrage spread like wildfire,ments surging in a tidal wave of disbelief and fury, drowning out everything else.


    “Filth. Absolute evil!”


    “Did he seriously just reduce human beings to trash?”


    “Execute him. No punishment is severe enough for something this monstrous.”


    “My cousin vanished two years ago. They said he’d gone off for work and never returned… Was it you? Kolton Cooper—I will never forgive this.”


    “That’s not phnthropy. That’s a devil hunting prey in in sight.”


    A tidal wave of fury detonated across the inte. Behind millions of glowing screens, rage boiled over. Some people mmed their keyboards until keys flew loose; others hurled their phones aside, shaking with hatred.


    Cooper Group’s stock crashed yet again, free-falling without resistance. Hesitant investors panicked and fled, dumping shares as though escaping a spreading ze.


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    And yet—even in the face of overwhelming public outrage—money still spoke. A small circle of Cooper Group’s beneficiaries rushed to shield the copsing empire. Online celebrities, opinion leaders, and what remained of thepany’s PR division scrambled to post damage control statements.


    “Everyone stay calm. This livestream is obviously fabricated.”


    “With current AI deepfake technology, forging a face and voice is effortless. Someone is framing Mr. Cooper.”


    “Exactly. He has always been dignified and courteous. Those words don’t fit him at all. The audio doesn’t sync properly—it’s fake.”


    “Don’t jump to conclusions. Wait for an official response.”


    Reading thosements, Maia—seated in the quiet vi on the city’s southern edge—let her gaze turn cial. “So you need proof shoved in your face?”


    Her fingers moved swiftly. Within seconds, the inte was flooded with hard evidence: encrypted transaction trails exposing Cooper Group’s financial ties to trafficking syndicates, geolocation oveys linking missing persons to Cooper-owned facilities, and grainy surveince clips showing unconscious bodies being transported into sealed researchpounds.


    There was no room left for doubt. The defenders’ voices were instantly buried beneath a roaring avnche of public outrage.


    Onscreen, the interrogation continued. Oblivious to the chaos erupting worldwide, Kolton still basked in his twisted confidence, convinced his reasoning was wless.


    Then the distorted voice returned,ced with mockery. “Well… for someone pretending to be our boss, you’re remarkably convincing. You clearly did your homework.”


    Kolton’s smile froze. “What… what are you implying?”


    The reply was ice-cold. “It means you know too much. And people who know too much don’t survive.”


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