The rain over Veridia City wasn't water. It was data. A ceaseless, vertical blizzard of encrypted information falling from the orbital servers of the Helix Collective. For most, it was just a shimmer in the air, a phantom drizzle. For Jennifer Dark, it was a scream.
Jennifer smiled. Then she stepped off the ledge. The fall was not silent. It was a roaring tunnel of wind and shattered light. But inside her skull, a war ignited. jennifer dark ultimate surrender
Lilith’s voice came again, but small now, like a radio station losing signal: You’ll regret this. The rain over Veridia City wasn't water