Cold Position
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A Legacy Asset. A Frozen Bet. A World Where Shares Replace Souls.
Eli Shams was a trader; not a visionary, not a villain. Just a guy who made a few lucky plays and bought himself a future. Literally. When the markets started melting and biotech offered cryo-freeze to the rich and restless, Eli cashed out and went cold, expecting to wake up richer, safer, freer.
Instead, he wakes in Arcadia: a corporate theocracy where human rights are traded like stock, and your worth is measured in a number called SRI. No government. No money. No mercy. Only the Market.
Eli's portfolio survived the centuries. He didn't.
Now, he's labeled a "legacy asset," catapulted into the upper echelons of a system he never agreed to, but helped create. And while everyone's eager to tell him what he owns, no one will explain what it's costing him.
Trapped between corporate doctrine and the black-market world of the Nulls; those erased from the system. Eli has a choice: play the game to stay alive... or sell everything to burn it down.
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