Old District 7 – Ten Days Later
Smoke rose from the collapsed alley walls. Screams echoed, cut short by distant thunder cracks that weren't weather—they were power.
Null stood in the center of it all. Quiet. Calm. Coat fluttering from an unseen wind. Rubble floated behind him, shattered brick and bone suspended midair like the world hadn't finished deciding if they should fall or not.
The villain in front of him—Codex—grinned wide with blood trailing from the side of his mouth.
"You're stronger than the Vault said."
Null said nothing. His right hand pulsed with thin rings of silver. His eyes were fixed, emotionless.
Codex laughed. "I could unmake a whole city with one word, you know that? Language is law, Null. All systems follow it."
Null raised a hand.
Codex's jaw snapped shut by force—his own words turning to dust before they left his throat.
