The Hacker's Legacy
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ering a death sentence. My brilliant, rebellious sister, Luna,
aid it was a security investigation, a closed case. But I knew OmniCorp's lies. They ow
iCorp's tech, held her hacker signature: a crescent moon. It contained files, data streams codenamed 'Nyx', listing names and accounts-all tied to Om
y weren't just erasing her; they were rewriting her end, calling it an "accidental death"
ter to protect their secrets. The weight in my stomach turned into cold, hard resolve. I looked
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