One hundred and nine days after the Reboot, the world had started calling itself New Earth.
Cities were rising again—hollow steel towers stitched together from ruins and courage. The power grids hummed under a fresh sky, powered by something called Blue Current, a remnant of the energy Leon Vale unleashed when he destroyed Sovereign.
The historians called it a miracle.
The soldiers called it a weapon waiting to wake up.
And deep below the foundations of Haven Sector One, something was already stirring.
Kiera stood on the balcony of the Central Command dome, the rebuilt headquarters of the new world council. Below her, workers carried steel, children ran through puddles, and drones buzzed quietly overhead. Everything looked alive again.
But the nights were wrong.
When the lights dimm
