Truec4ller Modified | DIRECT REPORT |

Thorne stared at the screen. TrueC4ller flooded his neural interface with a recursive loop of every mistake he’d ever made, amplified by the voice of every person he’d betrayed. He collapsed. Not dead. Worse— erased . A walking husk with no active identity profile. Legally, he ceased to exist.

Kaelen’s hand hovered over the switch. truec4ller modified

Kaelen’s blood ran cold. He checked the logs. Thorne stared at the screen