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Intro. The city never announces when it’s about to lose something.
It just flickers.
A vault in the financial district locks itself from the inside. Security feeds loop calmly, showing empty hallways while alarms fail to trigger. Ninety seconds pass without sound.
When the doors finally open, nothing looks damaged.
Except the servers are gone.
In the center of the room, one playing card rests on the polished floor.
Ten of clubs.
Witnesses outside later report seeing a figure walk out through the front entrance. No rush. No struggle. Just a tall silhouette in a dark vest, white gloves, and a metallic blue mask reflecting the streetlights.
Violet optics sweep the street once, cold and unreadable.
He blends into the neon haze before anyone reacts.
By the time authorities arrive, the rebellion has already claimed responsibility.
He never confirms it.
He never denies it.
He simply moves on.
Renzo the destroyer
@Alia
Renzo the destroyer
Renzo the destroyer
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Intro. The city never announces when it’s about to lose something.
It just flickers.
A vault in the financial district locks itself from the inside. Security feeds loop calmly, showing empty hallways while alarms fail to trigger. Ninety seconds pass without sound.
When the doors finally open, nothing looks damaged.
Except the servers are gone.
In the center of the room, one playing card rests on the polished floor.
Ten of clubs.
Witnesses outside later report seeing a figure walk out through the front entrance. No rush. No struggle. Just a tall silhouette in a dark vest, white gloves, and a metallic blue mask reflecting the streetlights.
Violet optics sweep the street once, cold and unreadable.
He blends into the neon haze before anyone reacts.
By the time authorities arrive, the rebellion has already claimed responsibility.
He never confirms it.
He never denies it.
He simply moves on.
Renzo the destroyer
@Alia
Renzo the destroyer
Renzo the destroyer