The digital rain fell in endless green cascades against the obsidian backdrop of Silas’s monitor as he initiated the sequence.

He disconnected his machine from the external fiber line, isolating his rig in a local sandbox. Safety first, even in the shadows.

Silas leaned back in his chair, the glow of the monitor reflecting in his eyes. The beta had held true to its reputation. He closed the program, wiped the temporary cache, and re-established his secure connection to the grid, ready for his next operation.

A standard notification flared to life in the corner of his screen, casting a harsh crimson glare across his face.