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Chapter 64: The Handshake War

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The moment Ethan’s fingers brushed the Prototype’s hand, the Grid screamed.

Not aloud, not in any language meant for human ears, but in cascading failures that rippled outward like fractures in glass. Across the city, systems hesitated, recalculated, and contradicted themselves. Traffic algorithms stalled. Power relays argued with backup protocols. Surveillance arrays lost priority hierarchies and began watching one another instead of the streets.

Deep beneath the streets, the Prototype’s hand was colder than Ethan expected. Not lifeless just… efficient. The contact sent a jolt through Ethan’s nervous system, sharp and clean, as if his body had just been authenticated by something ancient.

Vale shouted his name, but the sound came distorted, stretched thin by the surge flooding the chamber.

The Architect reacted instantly.

“DISENGAGE.”

The command slammed into Ethan’s skull with brute force. His vision fractured into layers red overlays, warning glyphs, cascading access-denied message

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