The Dark Monarch

Chapter 5: Biomech Suit

“Yes. Initiate contact.”

Jace gave the mental command sharply, his voice clear in his mind.

[Initiating…]

[Failure: Host Barrier Detected]

[Target Consciousness Not Responding]

A red flicker crossed his HUD.

> So they were protected. Hidden, like me.

But Jace had seen the number it was Test Subject 23. If there was another reincarnated like him—another person with a system—then he wasn’t alone.

And that meant danger. Or an ally.

The two silent guards came again. No words. Just orders through movement.

They escorted him deeper into the base, into a heavily restricted zone.

The doors opened to a high-tech chamber pulsing with eerie, sterile light.

Jace’s eyes scanned quickly. He saw it.

The Scorpion symbol.

Etched into the walls. Engraved into the machines. Painted on toolboxes. Branded on screens.

> “Red Scorpio…”

His fists clenched subtly behind his back.

In his previous life, Red Scorpio was a name whispered in fear. Not an organization, but a global plague. Mercenaries, warlords, biotech kings… they had roots in governments, guilds, and black markets.

They grew powerful using super soldiers like these—sending them on raids, dungeon crawls, territory wars. Not for peace. For resources, bounty, and political leverage.

No one stopped them. Most people joined them.

> “No wonder they rose so fast. This… was their genesis.”

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Jace kept his face blank, but his mind was racing.

He couldn’t scan everything—not without raising red flags.

So he memorized. Every layout. Every machine design. Every power conduit.

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Across the lab, a failed test subject was carried into a Biomech Frame unit—a blackened exosuit that looked like a skeletal monster of steel and energy.

The man coughed—black blood dripping from his lips. Barely alive. Already lost.

> He’s not a pilot… he’s fuel.

The suit closed around him. The activation panel lit up.

> [Core Sync – In Progress…]

[Absorption: 87% → 92% → 100%]

A faint scream echoed inside the armor.

Then silence.

The body slumped, drained.

The Biomech Frame stood tall. Glowing. Alive.

The technicians didn’t flinch. They simply took the corpse away like trash.

“X5452, come over here.”

Dr. Patrick’s voice broke the silence.

Jace stepped forward. His heart didn’t race. He had trained himself to appear neutral.

> “I am the weapon. I am the system. They won’t break me.”

He stood at the edge of the platform, hands behind his back like a perfect soldier.

Dr. Patrick was adjusting the suit’s stabilizer harness. Sparks flew as he input commands on a high-tier computer, coded in military-grade encryption.

Jace subtly tilted his head. His HUD tried to capture a few lines.

> [Access Denied – Local Admin Privileges Required]

[Encryption Level: Black Box Scorpio-Core]

But now he knew the name.

Scorpio-Core.

> “That’s the heart of all this.”

The guards stood still at the entrance, eyes forward, guns ready.

> “No sudden moves. Not now.”

Then Dr. Patrick looked at him and smiled.

> “It’s time to test the suit, Subject 30.”

> “Step inside.”

Jace stepped forward as the suit opened up with a low mechanical hiss. Metal clamps shifted into place, locking around his limbs as the cold interface connected to his spine. A soft surge pulsed through him as the system activated.

[Biomech Frame Detected – Initializing...]

'Steal the blueprint ' Jace gave his system command.

[Downloading Blueprint: 10%....40....90%]

[Congratulations Blueprint Downloaded]

'Yes!' He screamed inwardly it so good having the system, he thought.

[Welcome, Subject 30]

[Neural Sync Progress: 89% → 100%]

[Core Access Granted – Primary User Confirmed]

Inside the armor, Jace’s vision sharpened. The HUD flickered with data points, reading pulse levels, core temperature, and neural tension. In the corner of his display, a warning prompt flashed.

[External Command Request Detected]

[Override Attempt: Dr. Patrick - ADMIN Access]

'Deny his full control access'

Jace didn’t hesitate. He triggered a hidden protocol in his system.

[Code Scramble I Activated]

[Result: Command Rejected – Control Maintained by Host]

Dr. Patrick’s terminal blinked in confusion, throwing red errors across the screen, but the doctor said nothing. Perhaps he assumed it was a glitch.

Jace, calm and composed, began to move.

He followed the assigned instructions—engaging thrusters, initiating short aerial flight, locking onto targets with his pulse blaster. Every movement was smooth and precise. The Biomech responded to him as if it were part of his body.

[Flight System Functional]

[Pulse Blast Charged]

[Servo Coordination: 100%]

The test run ended within minutes. The suit released him as it powered down. He stepped out like a machine himself—silent, exact, unreadable.

They told him to return to his quarters. But Jace turned instead to the weapons bench nearby.

There it was—the X-R9 Sentinel Reaper rifle. The very weapon he had scanned earlier. Without a word, he walked over and picked it up.

[Weapon Recognized: X-R9 Sentinel Reaper]

[Firepower: High]

[Stability: Moderate]

[Design Efficiency: 71%]

Immediately, both guards raised their guns, aiming directly at him. He didn’t flinch.

“Drop the weapon!” one of them barked.

Dr. Patrick, curious, held up a hand. “Let him,” he said, eyes narrowing.

Jace began dismantling the weapon with precision. Within seconds, the gun was stripped down to its individual parts. He adjusted the coil chamber, realigned the stabilizer, and swapped the energy core's output angle. Then, he swiftly reassembled the rifle—but now it looked different. Sleeker. More balanced. A prototype reborn.

He laid the new version back on the table.

Dr. Patrick approached with a scanner and analyzed the changes.

> [Modified Weapon Detected – Custom Variant Recognized]

[Reaper-Mk1 Prototype Created]

[Fire Rate: +20% | Heat Efficiency: +15% | Accuracy: +30%]

The doctor stared at the rifle, stunned. Then he laughed.

“Bravo… Bravo!” he clapped. “Haha! Extraordinary. You’re not just another soldier, X5452—you’re a creator.”

That was the plan all along.

Dr. Patrick turned to him, eyes lit with ambition. “Report here tomorrow. I want to see how far your brilliance can go.”

“Yes, sir,” Jace replied coolly.

Inside, he wasn’t calm. He was focused. The plan was working. With this new role, he’d gain access to tools, tech, and information. He didn’t need brute strength—not yet. He needed resources.

He also didn’t forget what he saw. The combat strength this organization had... If he tried to escape now, they would hunt him like a dog. He wasn’t ready.

But that didn’t mean he never would be.

Jace sat back against the cold steel wall, the light from his interface washing over his face in that faint blue glow. The system popped up with a calm series of notifications.

> [Mission Completed – Reward: 1000 XP]

[Blueprint Acquired: Sentinel Reaper Rifle v1.0]

[Side Quest Completed – Reward: Mystery Box]

[Do you wish to begin modifying the blueprint now?]

[Yes] [No]

He selected No—not yet. First, he needed to understand how far he’d come.

> “System,” he said, his voice steady, his mind already calculating. “Show me my stats.”

The interface changed instantly.

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Name: Jace

Race: Enhanced Human / ???

Model: NPC

Level: 2

Experience: 0 / 30

HP: 20 / 20

Main Class: Mechanic (Lvl 3)

Sub Class: N/A

Attributes:

Strength: 20

Speed: 15

Endurance: 10

Intelligence: 25

Mana: 5

Luck: 1

Willpower: 20

Energy: 30 / 50

Unassigned Stat Points: 20

Grade: F (Mortal)

Abilities:

Assimilation / Creation – Rapidly learn and adapt technology, combat, and magic (Lvl 2)

Energy Absorption – Absorb incoming energy-based attacks or sources (Lvl 1)

Basic Hacking (Lvl 3)

Reverse Engineering (Lvl 1)

Skills:

Basic Combat (Lvl 5)

Combat Mimicry (Lvl 2)

Equipment:

Biomech Suit Blueprint

Sentinel Reaper Rifle Blueprint

Unassigned Experience Points: 1380

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Jace’s eyes narrowed as he studied the numbers. He was still weak—no illusions there. But he also understood something more important now: everything here was a limited simulation, a training ground. It wouldn’t be enough to max himself out in a lab. He needed real threats, real field experience. That’s what would push him past his limits.

So far, all the skills he’d earned came from his actions—disassembling weapons, resisting control, copying combat techniques. The system was adaptive, learning as he did. Slow, yes, but reliable. Still, he had something better in mind.

> “Use all unassigned stat points on Intelligence,” he commanded.

A moment passed.

> [20 Stat Points Assigned to INT]

New Intelligence: 45

He closed his eyes and felt the change immediately. A cool, almost buzzing pressure wrapped around his skull—like the space inside his mind had just expanded. Thoughts became clearer, calculations faster. It was like unlocking a second brain.

Now it was time.

> “Let’s level up. Use all experience points.”

The system responded in a flood of light.

[Congratulations – You are now Level 3]

[Congratulations – You are now Level 4]

[Congratulations – You are now Level 5]

[Congratulations – You are now Level 6]

[Congratulations – You are now Level 7]

[Congratulations – You are now Level 8]

[Congratulations – You are now Level 9]

[Congratulations – You are now Level 10]

Jace let out a low breath.

His body tingled with renewed power. The air around him even felt lighter, charged. The system hadn’t just given him numbers—it had evolved him.

Then a final notification flashed at the center of his vision.

[New Ability Unlocked – Advanced Blueprint Creation]

[New Ability Unlocked – Artificial Intelligence Creation]

His eyes lit up. That… that was exactly what he needed.

Jace leaned forward, a quiet grin pulling at the edge of his lips. He had just stepped out of beginner mode.

Now he was going to start building his suit. But one more thing he still hadn't opened his Mystery Box.

'Mystery Box' A Black Box appeared on his palm. It wasn’t emiting any energy. it seems like something that wasn't of this world yet it was still ordinary.

He was about to say 'Open' when he stopped himself.

He looked at his interface again and saw that as part of his reward for leveling up he had gain 10 Unassigned stats points so he channelled everything again to Luck.

"Let's hope Luck is on my side"

'Open' a bright light engulfed the room.