[CURRENT RANK] Leo_V: The Host.
The last thing Leo saw before the data-wave consumed him was his own reflection in the black mirror of his screen. But his reflection wasn't afraid. leechlisting
The front door of Leo's apartment exploded inward—not from a kick, but from a surge of pure, corrupted data. The walls rippled like a low-res JPEG stretched to breaking. The air smelled of burning silicon and ozone. [CURRENT RANK] Leo_V: The Host