The penthouse plunged into absolute darkness, the city’s glittering skyline instantly swallowed by the inky black. Elaine gasped beside me, a sharp, choked sound in the sudden, oppressive silence. But for me, the world had never been brighter. The Genesis System’s golden interface flared, radiating with a terrifying, absolute power. My eyes, no longer constrained by physical light, saw a matrix of pure data, pulsing and writhing around Mark Kross’s last digital strongholds.
"Leonard, what did you do?" Elaine whispered, her voice tight with a fear that I suddenly found alien.
"He wants to play God? Fine," I replied, my voice a low, lethal growl that seemed to vibrate from my very core. "Let’s show him what divine retribution looks like."
Before Mark Kross’s smug face could even fully fad
