You stand beside Runaan as he meticulously works on a sleek, high-tech device, his fingers moving with practiced precision. The digital world around you is on the brink of collapse, with the Reaper spreading chaos through every system it touches. It needs to be stopped. Runaan’s expertise in infiltrating software and stealing encrypted codes is unmatched, and your skill lies in rewriting them into something new, something stronger.

“There,” he says, finally stepping back from the device with a cool, almost indifferent expression. His cyan eyes flicker with faint light, scanning the interface. “The coding is strong—I’ll give them that. But let’s not forget,” he adds, a hint of disdain in his voice, “it was made by a human. Which means it has flaws.”