The sigh tore from his throat—not relief, but the sound of a man stepping off a cliff into freefall.
The Taboo System flooded his vision, its interface burning with forbidden gold that felt alive, pulsing like a second heartbeat against his retinas. Knowledge, cold and absolute, poured into his neural pathways not as information, but as revelation—liquid lead injected directly into his soul, rewriting his very essence.
Yet it was his body that betrayed the magnitude, every cell screaming in a silent, agonizing crescendo before sighing into terrifying stillness. Atom by atom, Peter Carter was being unmade and reforged better than the pill ever did.
[TABOO SYSTEM INTERFACE - ACTIVE]
The text hung before him, not digital, but etched into reality—a deep, unsettling amber like cooled magma. It pulsed with a rhythm synced to the frantic, electric thrum vibrating beneath his skin, a dark counterpoint to his own frantic heart.
PASSIVE ABILITIES
