ACT I: THE CASCADE
The rain in Neo-Shanghai tasted like copper and regret. Kai Nakamura adjusted the neural feed behind his left ear and leaned closer to the terminal. The screen before him was a mess of corrupted data streams, each one a fragment of the old Internet — a dead network that had been dismantled by the corporations thirty years ago. Kai was a data archaeologist by trade, a scavenger by necessity. He...
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