The prompt was still open when I got back to the clinic.[Would you like to evolve into PHANTOM JUDGE? Y/N]Raven had stopped talking. Just sat there cleaning one of her knives, which she only did when she was forcing herself not to say something.I selected Yes.No light show. No fanfare. Just a sound like a bell struck underwater, and then cold — not temperature cold, something deeper, like the part of my brain that handled fear got briefly unplugged and replugged into a different socket.[Evolution complete.][SERIAL KILLER → PHANTOM JUDGE][Core drive has shifted from murder to judgment. You no longer require kills to prevent stat degradation. You require verdicts. Mercy and death both satisfy Class requirements. Experience varies based on the weight of the judgment, not the outcome.]"It worked," I said.Raven set down the knife. Read over my shoulder. Didn't say anything for a long moment. Then: "Helena Voss was right.""Yeah.""She died being right and nobody—" She stopped. "Ha