> day.62
Hero Mode. Fresh coat of Platinum Nova burning bright with fury. Fresh-washed white sweatsuit, his chest and arms surging with fresh-grown synthetic muscle. He twists and rips the head off a Dummy, white gel and silver cables sparking all about, throws its fake skull into the dead blue visor of another Dummy, smashing both their heads into shards of plastic and glass, ducks and dives into the final Dummy, tears its cold steel heart clean from its chest.
The white wall panels slide open. Another wave of Dummies rush out at him from every direction.
He thinks about the small white drones perched up on the ceiling, thinks about turning them online, thinks about them jumping from their docking stations, and so they buzz and hover and swarm around him. He thinks about them spreading, shooting, destroying, and so they whiz throughout the room in a symphony of networked brutality, blasting through lab-grown limbs, piercing through Dummy skulls with scorching blue lasers.
The last Dummy falls. He thinks about the drones returning to their perch. They buzz back up to the ceiling, snap back into their little docks, begin recharging with a soft, innocent hum.
Training module complete. Score: 100%
Next module: Virtual combat
Alex slicks his platinum white hair all the way back, slides into his neon white helmet, readies his sharp blue visor, and plunges into Aeschylus.