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Hackers of New Eden: The Virtual Uprising
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Marcus Wei
corporate security expert turned rogue agent, rivals with Alex and allies with Maya reluctantly, buzzcut grey hair, cunning and ambitious
Maya Lin
skilled programmer and Alex's best friend, friends with Alex and wary of Marcus, long brown hair, creative and loyal
Alex Chen
young hacker, friends with Maya and rivals with Marcus, short black hair, intelligent and resourceful
The city never slept.
New Eden had its quiet moments, like the lull between the late night revelers and the dawn commuters, but it was never truly silent.
And Alex Chen was wide awake.
He sat cross-legged on the floor of his Tokyo-style apartment, thin neon lights from the LED strips glowing against the dark mahogany wood.
A half-eaten bowl of ramen noodles rested on the low coffee table before him, next to his open laptop.
A wire ran from the laptop to his smartphone, its battery exhausted from helping him hack into the Corporation’s database.
He looked across the table at Maya Lin, his best friend since childhood.
She’d helped him code his way into the system and was now reclined against a bolster, eyes closed and breathing softly.
"Hey," he said.
His voice was low and rough from too much time talking, too little time sleeping.
"Did you find it?"
Alex nodded, even though he knew she couldn’t see him.
"Yeah. I found the death certificate for my brother. Date of birth, date of death, everything."
Maya opened her eyes.
Even in rest, they were filled with creativity and life.
They were a deep brown that matched her hair, now loose around her shoulders.
I leaned back against the couch, my eyes fixed on Maya's fingers as they flew across the keyboard.
The soft hum of electronics and the gentle glow of the screens created a sense of intimacy in the dimly lit room.
Maya's brow furrowed deeper, her eyes darting between the screens as she worked her magic.
I could feel the tension building in my chest, my heart rate increasing with every passing second.
The silence was oppressive, punctuated only by the occasional beep or whir from the machines.
Suddenly, Maya's fingers stopped moving, and she sat back in her chair, her eyes locked on the screen.
"What is it?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.
Maya's gaze didn't waver, her expression unreadable.
"I think I found something," she said, her voice low and cautious.
I felt a shiver run down my spine as I leaned forward, my eyes fixed on the screen.
"What is it?" I repeated, my heart pounding in my chest.
Maya's eyes flicked to mine, a hint of concern etched on her face.
"It looks like Marcus was involved in some kind of experiment," she said, her voice dripping with hesitation.
I felt a cold dread creeping up my spine as I stared at the screen, my mind racing with possibilities.
"What kind of experiment?" I asked, my voice firm despite the fear growing inside me.
Maya's eyes dropped back to the screen, her fingers flying across the keyboard once more.
"I'm not sure yet," she muttered, "but it looks like it was connected to the Corporation's latest project."
Suddenly, the lights in the room began to flicker, and the machines beeped erratically.
Maya's head jerked up, her eyes wide with alarm.