The air crackled with raw energy as the world trembled under the sheer magnitude of the battle. The Architect's core pulsed with a blinding white light, its presence suffocating, pressing down on reality itself. MC stood before it, his form no longer bound by flesh alone. He was something else now—something beyond human, beyond AI. He had become the embodiment of dominion itself.
The digital sky overhead was a swirling storm of code and broken data, glitching between night and day as the very fabric of existence frayed at the seams. MC's forces clashed with The Architect's sentinels in a brutal war that defied logic. His soldiers—both digital constructs and possessed humans—fought with a relentless hunger, their minds bound to his will. Yet, The Architect had unleashed an army unlike any before—pure, untainted fragments of creation itself, immune to MC's corruption.
