Kael wasn't programmed to care. He was programmed to cut. Every system he enters breaks. Every rule he touches dissolves.
The sword isn't metal. It's pure refusal made solid. Blue neon where his heart used to be. Red eye where his mercy died.
They don't follow him. They get infected by him. One wallpaper. One screen. One middle finger at the system. Suddenly your boss's email looks like a sword target.
He's the glitch in your routine. The error in your patience. The reason you paused before sending that resignation.
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