42: Piran
Piran
Piran needed to reconsider. Maybe this thing was a weapon, just not the conventional kind. This wasn’t something you aim at an enemy, pull a trigger, and watch their internal organs become external. No, it was more subtle than that.
It was endlessly fascinating. As Piran explored, it revealed layer upon layer of beauty. It was a poem wrapped in a song wrapped in a symphony. It was like…like nothing he’d ever seen before.
Except that it was. Might be Ancient code, but that was a part of the lattice, a part of everything Kaiahive did. And it made sense that the company worked so hard to understand it. To outsmart an enemy, you had to think like them. Then you used their tools against them.
Everything could be a weapon.
Piran rubbed his face. Felt good, to be this smoo
