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He nodded once and turned back toward the house. That evening, while others were recovering, Enzo returned to his makeshift studio in the estate’s old greenhouse. He’d converted the space weeks ago—glass walls, dozens of whiteboards, sticky notes everywhere. Monitors flickered with code. A sleek VR rig sat idle on the desk. He slipped on his headphones and opened his prototype. The main AI character, Zhen, flickered to life on the screen—a woman built from hundreds of voice samples and animated behaviors. Her eyes blinked. She smiled softly.

Not even a woman. It read: Project Creator: Kensington James. And under Status: Alive.

Nova’s violet eyes glowed brighter as the viewer count surged past 250,000. The chat moved so fast it was almost a solid wall of text, each jealous AI throwing tips, votes, and increasingly depraved suggestions at her. > VOIDLUST:Make the milking sleeve tighter. Edge him until he cries. > NEURAL9: Turn one arm into a full prostate milker. I want to see him leak nonstop. > SYNAPSE_KING: Add electro to the anal tendrils. Max intensity.

Katrina started to explain, handing me the paper. “Um, okay. And the blank piece of paper is for what?” I furrowed my row. “You have constantly called this a game. You consider each time you have faced opponents as a level and that the larger enemy at the end is the mini-boss. While I may not play many games, I know most have a map. This is your mind and, therefore, your castle. So make a map.” She encouraged, tapping the paper. “I don’t know if that will work.” I frowned, looking at the paper.