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Chapter 19 - No Utility Match

Server Invite – 11:59 PM

MATCH TYPE: RAW GUNFIGHT

– No utility

– No operator perks

– No HUD

– Guns only

– 5v5

– One sub-rule: "No crutches. No cover. No excuses."

The map?

BOXLINE

• One long corridor

• 3 lanes

• No elevation

• Walls are thin

• Footsteps sound like glass cracking

Blanco queued in.

He was the only one not chatting.

REZ: "Aight, no flashes = raw skill test"

M1NT: "time to see who's actually got hands"

vikt: "wait… is Blanco in here?"

REZ: "nah that's a myth."

SALT: "if he is, we'll know by round 3."

Round 1 – Walk and Wait

REZ peeked early mid.

Wide swing. No smoke. No flash.

Instant dink.

Someone had crosshair control that wasn't human.

No one could confirm it was Blanco — but everyone felt it.

2 more drops.

3v5 became 2v1.

Final kill: silent crouch-peek from far left lane.

Perfect angle break.

Team typed:

"who the f— was that."

"he walked the swing like he KNEW timing."

Round 3 – Silent Collapse

SALT tried to bait a push with sound.

Jumped mid-box.

Loud landing.

Blanco?

Didn't chase.

He let SALT think the bait worked.

Then peeked late — from reverse angle.

Hit two shots through the wall.

SALT dropped mid-pivot.

No prefire.

No tilt.

No tell.

Just a correction.

[System Trait: Ghost Delay Active]

Sound delay absorbed

Opponent response speed decreases after false bait

"You don't chase sound.

You let sound break itself."

Round 5 – 1v5

Blanco was last alive.

The enemy team pushed together.

Classic no-nade strat: group and sweep.

They assumed he'd fall to angles.

They forgot he doesn't need help.

First kill: backtrack peek

Second: bait angle — reversed shoulder flick

Third: body spray transition

Fourth: ran out of ammo

Switched pistol

Fifth: jump peek punish with a wallbang

Ace.

Silence.

Then…

M1NT: "nah it's him."

SALT: "bro just cleared five people without grenades."

REZ: "he doesn't need tools. he is the tool."

vikt: "we're in a Blanco lobby."

vikt: "just survive."

Halftime: 9–0

No flashes.

No mollies.

No info.

Just reactions, nerves, and silence.

And Blanco wasn't nervous.

He was measured.

Round 11 – They Camp Him

Enemy team stopped pushing.

Stacked a corner.

Waited.

Blanco walked to mid, checked nothing.

Didn't shoot.

Didn't bait.

He jumped once — then turned 180° and ran back.

The team chased, thought it was a panic fake.

But it was the tell.

He baited them out of hiding —

waited 4 seconds —

then walked back in as they rotated.

Triple kill.

Clean.

[System Trait Unlocked: No-Crate Instinct]

• If no utility is used, you gain enhanced audio tension

• Players holding breath during aim = revealed by micro-desync

"Grenades remove options.

You remove excuses."

Final Round – 15–0

Enemy team gave up mid.

They all stacked spawn.

Waited for overtime.

No peeks.

No comms.

Blanco walked through B lane.

Held W.

Didn't crouch.

Didn't jiggle.

Just trusted every instinct.

He cleared all five.

Last kill?

Knife.

Match over.

No MVP.

Just one Ciscord post hours later:

"New clip. No flashes. No comms.

Guy aces 3 rounds without utility.

Every shot was exact.

No killfeed.

No HUD.

Just death."

"It's like he doesn't react. He calculates you — and deletes you."

[System Sync – Maintained: 100%]

Trait: No-Crate Instinct

*"Some players learn grenades.

Some learn guns.

You learned people."*

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