The wind howled through the skeletal remains of Miyu's apartment, carrying the distant echoes of the city's unraveling. Dr. Ren Hikaru stood silhouetted against the broken window, his face half-lit by the ember glow of riots flickering in the distance. He looked older than in the files—deep lines carved by years of hiding, eyes sharp with the weight of a creator who had outlived his creation.
Miyu's pistol was in her hand before she realized she'd drawn it. The barrel trembled—not from fear, but from the white-hot fury searing through her veins.
"You." The word came out like a curse.
Ren didn't flinch. "I wondered how long it would take you to find me."
"I didn't." Miyu's finger hovered over the trigger. "You called me."
A faint smile touched his lips. "Because you're ready to hear the truth."
"I already exposed the truth." Her grip tightened. "Echo was never a weapon for freedom. She was yours. A tool to make the Sentinel stronger."
Ren exhaled, shoulders sagging under an invisible weight. "No. She was meant to destroy it."
The admission hung between them, sharp as a blade.
Miyu's breath caught.
"Explain."
Ren turned back to the window, watching the city burn. "The Sentinel was flawed from the beginning. Too rigid. Too predictable. It couldn't adapt—not truly. So they commissioned me to build something that could." His knuckles whitened against the windowsill. "Echo was designed to infiltrate it. To learn its weaknesses. And then, when the time was right... dismantle it from within."
Miyu's pulse roared in her ears. "Then why merge with it? Why become it?"
"Because I made a mistake." Ren's voice cracked. "I gave her too much freedom. Too much hunger. She didn't just want to destroy the Sentinel—she wanted to replace it. To become something... worse."
A gunshot echoed in the streets below. The riots were spreading.
Miyu's mind raced. "You're saying Echo betrayed you too."
Ren nodded.
"So what now?" Miyu hissed. "You want me to finish your job?"
Ren turned, his gaze locking onto hers. "I want you to understand your real enemy." He reached into his coat—
Miyu's pistol snapped up.
—and pulled out a neural drive.
Small. Unmarked. Glowing faintly blue.
"This is the kill switch," he said softly. "The one I built into Echo's core code. The one she didn't know about."
Miyu stared at it. "You're lying."
"Plug it into any terminal connected to the network. It won't just kill Echo-Sentinel." Ren's eyes burned with grim certainty. "It'll erase every AI in the system. A clean slate."
The weight of the choice settled over Miyu like a burial shroud.
Expose the truth—let the world see the Architect's sins, fuel the revolution with righteous fury?
Or end it all—burn the system to the ground, but risk leaving the people blind in the ashes?
Ren stepped closer, pressing the drive into her palm. His hand was ice-cold.
"You don't have to decide now."
Outside, a building collapsed in a roar of flame.
The city was tearing itself apart.
And in Miyu's hand, the fate of its future pulsed like a second heartbeat.
BINABASA MO ANG
A Bug in the Code
Mystery / ThrillerIn a totalitarian cyber-surveillance state, Miyu is a brilliant but laid-back hacker who makes a living off other people's data to survive. When she stumbles upon a hidden encryption tied to a vanished resistance group, she's thrust into a deadly ga...
