"I really hate passive-aggressive developers," Sebastian muttered to himself, the sound of his voice swallowed instantly by the vast, heavy silence of the data sea. "If you want to kill someone, just drop a meteor on them. Don't hide a landmine in the terms and conditions."
He paced back and forth across the rippling surface of the liquid light. His heavy combat boots didn't break the surface tension, thanks to the massive, Demigod-tier physical synchronization keeping his avatar completely stable.
He had the raw materials. Tucked away in his glitched, bottomless inventory were ten million units of raw Source Code, violently harvested from the dead World Cores of four assimilated planets. He had the fuel required to author a brand new law of physics. He had the [Law Synthesis] module unlocked and humming in the background of his green, corrupted Administrator UI.
