He had wanted an edge. He had wanted to see the future. The PG3D had shown him that the game was the only thing keeping him safe, and the code didn't care if the player was real or rendered.
Elias stared at the melted plastic of the PG3D Injector. The screen on his monitor was black, save for a single line of green text in the center: pg3d injector
Winner: ELIAS.
"Password," a voice rasped.
The crowd went wild. Confetti rained down. But Elias just stared at the smoking husk of the cartridge. He touched the back of his neck. It was cold. He had wanted an edge
Rui Carmo