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THE INFINITE CLONE SYSTEM
Prologue — The Calculation of Survival
When the world ended, Raven Hale survived not because he was strong, or lucky, but because he was smart.
He was a strategic thinker—cold, analytical, always five steps ahead of every disaster.
But intelligence alone wouldn't have saved him.
What saved him was the system.
It arrived the night the sky cracked open and the world drowned in blue light. A ring of symbols spun above him, displaying a message like a command prompt from another universe.
WELCOME, USER.
SYSTEM ACTIVATED:
ABILITY—INFINITE DIVISION PROTOCOL.
Raven blinked.
"Division?"
Then the second message formed:
YOU MAY NOW CREATE CLONES OF YOURSELF.
LIMIT: NONE.
EVERY CLONE RETAINS YOUR INTELLIGENCE.
EVERY CLONE OBEYS YOU ABSOLUTELY.
Raven stared up at the glowing interface.
"Now this… this is interesting."
CHAPTER 1 — THE FIRST CLONE
The first clone appeared beside him like a shadow solidifying into flesh.
Same face.
Same height.
Same calm eyes filled with quiet calculation.
"Designation?" Raven asked.
The clone replied instantly, voice identical.
"Unit One."
Raven tested him.
"What's two thousand and twelve times seven hundred?"
"One million four hundred eight thousand four hundred."
Correct. Raven nodded.
"Good. Follow me."
The clone followed without hesitation. No rebellion. No confusion. No ego.
Just obedience and intelligence—his intelligence.
The system chimed again.
QUEST UNLOCKED:
REBUILD FROM RUIN.
PRIMARY OBJECTIVE: SURVIVE.
SECONDARY OBJECTIVE: EXPAND.
Raven smirked.
"Expand? Don't mind if I do."
CHAPTER 2 — A HUNDRED MINDS FOR ONE PLAN
Within a week, Raven had created one hundred clones.
Each one specialized:
Unit 12 — Engineering
Unit 33 — Medicine
Unit 45 — Agriculture
Unit 71 — Combat Strategy
Unit 89 — Logistics
Every clone walked with purpose, forming what looked like an organized civilization made of only one man repeated.
Raven stood on a balcony of the abandoned observatory they claimed as their headquarters, watching dozens of himself repair power lines, restore generators, build greenhouses, and map the region.
He wasn't just surviving.
He was building a nation of one mind.
The system agreed.
SYSTEM UPDATE:
CLONES MAY NOW MERGE BACK INTO YOU,
TRANSFERRING ALL EXPERIENCE.
This was where things became truly powerful.
If a clone mastered engineering, Raven mastered engineering.
If a clone learned surgery, Raven learned surgery.
If a clone rewired a solar plant, Raven knew how too.
He wasn't building followers—
He was building extensions of his mind.
CHAPTER 3 — THE OUTSIDE THREAT
Not everything in the new world was friendly.
Creatures mutated by the blue-light event roamed the ruins—massive beasts twisted into things that shouldn't exist.
When a ten-meter-tall serpent made of stone and bone crashed through an old commercial district, Raven sent:
20 combat clones
10 support clones
5 tactical clones
The serpent smashed three clones instantly.
Raven winced as the clones' shared sensory pain flickered through him, but he remained focused.
"Flank it," Unit 71 transmitted over the mental link.
"Drawing it toward the west corridor," another clone said.
They moved like a collective machine.
Explosives planted.
Traps triggered.
Movement synchronized.
In twelve minutes, the creature fell.
The dead clones dissolved into system particles.
The survivors returned.
Each one who touched the corpse absorbed new data.
NEW KNOWLEDGE STORED:
WEAKNESS OF MUTATED SERIES-ALPHA CREATURES.
Raven instantly knew it too.
"Good work," he said.
Then to the system: "Next upgrade?"
The system pulsed.
CLONE EVOLUTION ENABLED.
YOU MAY NOW CUSTOMIZE PHYSICAL OR MENTAL TRAITS.
Raven smiled.
"Oh… this is going to be fun."
CHAPTER 4 — CLONES OF WAR, CLONES OF PEACE
Raven began customizing his army of selves:
Combat Clones:
Enhanced reflexes, thicker skin, micro-boost muscles.
Builder Clones:
Increased stamina and precision.
Researcher Clones:
Accelerated cognitive processing.
Each type multiplied, filling out a structured society:
Military Division
Science Division
Medical Wing
Exploration Corps
Engineering Guild
All ruled by Raven from the central command tower.
He wasn't a tyrant—he didn't need to be.
He and his clones shared one will, one purpose, one mind.
No rebellion.
No politics.
No debate.
Just results.
CHAPTER 5 — THE SKY CALLS AGAIN
One night, the sky glowed blue again—the same color that began everything.
A new interface opened.
FINAL PHASE UNLOCKED:
WORLD RECLAMATION PROTOCOL.
THREAT LEVEL: COSMIC.
Raven felt a rare tightness in his chest.
"Cosmic…? So Earth isn't the real enemy."
The system replied:
PREPARE YOURSELF, USER.
OTHER WORLDS ARE WATCHING.
YOU WILL NEED MORE CLONES.
MANY MORE.
Raven raised his hand.
"System."
YES, USER?
"Create one thousand clones."
CONFIRMED.
DEPLOYING UNITS.
Thousands of Raven Hales appeared, each one stepping forward like soldiers of a single unstoppable legion.
The world shook.
Raven stood at their head—a king of infinite versions of himself.
"Listen," he said, his voice echoing across the stadium they built. "Something bigger is coming. Something from the sky. And we're going to meet it."
Every clone answered simultaneously:
"As you command."
Raven smiled.
The world had fallen.
But he?
He was rising.
Not alone—
But as an army of one.