Back in BlackridgeRain fell like oil. It slicked the streets, turning the neon glow of Blackridge into a smear of red and gold — a city that bled light.Leon Graves walked alone through it. No entourage. No guards. Just the quiet rhythm of his boots and the faint hum of power beneath his skin.Three months had passed since the night the Dominion burned. Three months since the System went silent. And now, as he stepped back into the heart of his city, the voice returned.[SYSTEM REBOOT COMPLETE.] [USER: LEON GRAVES.] [MODE: OVERLORD.] [NEW DIRECTIVES AVAILABLE.]The message flickered across his vision — not as a screen, but as a thought, carved into his mind.He exhaled. “You took your time.”[CALIBRATING URBAN NETWORK. SYNCING TERRITORIAL DATA.] [BLACKRIDGE DISTRICT: 73% HOSTILE.]Leon smiled faintly. “Then we start from scratch.”II. The Butcher’s ShopThe bell above the butcher shop door rang softly as he entered. The place was just as he left it — knives on the wall, bloodstained