It had been a month since the Eclipse Note X01 dropped like a meteor into Earth's tech landscape — and the world was still scrambling to make sense of the crater.
By now, the smartphone was no longer a product. It was a phenomenon.
Stores barely get supplies in the morning and sell out within hours. Online pre-bookings hit numbers comparable to global launch events from giants like Apple. People joked that "owning an Eclipse is the new iPhone." Students, businessmen, celebrities, soldiers — everyone wanted it.
And naturally, the hungry eyes of foreign nations turned toward Griffin Tech.
Especially Russia and China.
For a month, waves of cyberattacks pounded Griffin Tech like storms hammering a steel fortress. Alex and his cyber team held the line — barely.
Steven didn't knew anything about it. He was here for the reports on sales and profits.
Inside Steven's private office, the city lights blinked through the windows. Alex stood before him, exhausted but still composed, sharp in his black suit.
"Sir," Alex began, "Eclipse Note X01 is performing far beyond projections. We now have three hundred manufacturing belts operating across all facilities — that's about 60,000 units per day. But demand is still overwhelming. People are switching from Apple and Samsung in waves. Owning an Eclipse has basically become a status symbol."
Steven leaned back, sipping his tea. "That's good. I expected success, but not a market takeover this fast. Competing brands — any reaction?"
Alex shook his head. "They're still trying to reverse-engineer the phone. No luck so far."
Steven's lips curved faintly. "Let them try. They'll have better luck deciphering hieroglyphs."
But Alex didn't smile. His expression darkened.
"Sir… we have a bigger problem."
Steven lowered his cup. "Oh! What's the issue?"
"In the past week alone, we've faced nearly thirty coordinated cyberattacks. Primarily from Russia and China. My team can handle small hits, but against state-level hackers? Our firewalls are basically paper shields."
Steven raised a brow."Is the situation truly that bad?"
"Yes," Alex replied bitterly. "Our country's cybersecurity is behind by decades. A simple connection to the internet means exposure. We've been holding out by sheer manpower, but sir…" His voice dropped. "We won't last."
Steven exhaled softly.
"...Alright. I'll fix this."
That one sentence shifted the air.
Steven pulled up his System Store and began scrolling through the catalogue of futuristic tools — each one capable of collapsing nations if misused.
Advanced encryption. Quantum firewalls. Adaptive intrusion illusion systems.
Until one name appeared:
[Aegis Cyberdome]
A fortress disguised as software. A security system twenty years ahead of the world.
Features listed read like science fiction:
- Global threat detection
- Autonomous threat tracing
- False-data generation pipelines
- Adaptive AI response
- Active counter-hacking
- Hostile node shutdown capability
- On-demand digital counterstrikes
Steven smirked. "That'll do."
He purchased it. The USB materialised in his hand. "Let's go." Steven said to Alex and got up.
Griffin Tech HQ — Cybersecurity Department
The air was thick with fatigue.Dozens of cybersecurity specialists sat hunched over screens, eyes red, caffeine cups stacked like defensive towers.
When Steven entered, the room straightened as if gravity itself had shifted.
"Sir!"
Alex rushed forward.
Steven didn't waste time.
"Clear the main server panel."
Within minutes, Steven was installing Aegis Cyberdome — sleek, alien-like code blooming across the screens.
The cyber experts blinked in astonishment.
"Boss… is this even legal?" "Where did you get this? CIA? Pentagon?" "With this thing, what do we even do now?" "Boss, you're not firing us, right?"
Steven chuckled. "Aegis is a tool. You'll learn to use it. That's all."
Then— A loud ping echoed.
[Threat Detected — Incoming Cyberattack][Origin: Russia | Military Node]
The room stiffened.
Steven grinned.
"Perfect timing."
He pointed casually."Girls, wait outside for a moment."
They hesitated — confused — but obeyed.
Steven turned to the men.
"Watch closely. This is how you'll deal with attacks from now on."
He quickly opened a browser.And downloaded enough porn to crash a monastery.
The employees watched in baffled silence.
Sir… Sir?? SIR—???
Steven dumped the entire folder of explicit videos and images into Aegis's false-data pipeline.
"Begin transmission."
Across the Pacific Ocean in a Russian Military Base — Inside Their Cyber Division—
Soldiers hunched over powerful terminals. Lines of Russian text scrolled down monitors like waterfalls.
One soldier straightened suddenly. "Boss! Griffin Tech firewalls just upgraded!"
"What did you expect? Nobody will sit back when there are several people suddenly attacking them."
Another scoffed. "Guys, we are experts. We can crack any American firewall."
"We're in!"
"We got a data transfer!"
"Open the files," the commander ordered.
The soldier clicked one.
The screen exploded with—
"OH—!"
The base fell silent.
Then—
"…Ahm. Wrong file. Must be a personal stash…"
Second video: worse. Third video: even worse. Fourth video: legendary.
"WHY ALL PORN?!" the commander roared.
"It is impossible! Griffin Tech… is it a tech company or P*rnHub subsidiary?!"
Then another soldier stood abruptly.
"BAD! A hostile system breached our server! They entered the headquarters node!"
Panic erupted.
"Disconnect the mainline!"
"Cut power!"
"SHUT DOWN INTERNET NOW!"
For the first time in years, a classified Russian base pulled the plug on its entire digital grid.
Yet before the blackout, Steven had already danced through their network like a phantom.
Weapon blueprints. Missile schematics. UAV prototypes. Secret R&D pathways.
All stored safely on his USB.
Steven closed the panel calmly.
"You guys just chill, relax, and play. And next time someone attacks? Send them baby songs or cooking channels. Nothing valuable."
The experts nodded with newfound reverence.
"Boss… you're terrifying."
"I want to see their faces so bad."
"Sir, are you even human?"
Steven pocketed the USB.
Outside he called General Adams.
"Hello, Old Gramps."
"Boy, watch your tone! Just because my granddaughter likes you doesn't mean you can be disrespectful. I'm a military general!"
"Relax, Old General. I got you a gift."
"Hmph. Is it that fancy phone you launched? Don't bother. I'm already using it."
"No. Something better."
General Adams paused.
"…Better than that phone?"
"We've been cyberattacked repeatedly. I solved it. Built a firewall that can defend a nation. And—" Steven twirled the USB. "I stole Russian intel. A lot of it."
Silence.
Then:
"…Are you messing with me?"
"No. I hacked into one of their military research servers and took quite a bit."
"Where are you?"
"Heading home."
"NO. Change course. Go to Area 405. NOW."
"…Alright."
Area 405 was a small, classified military base located near Charlestown, reserved for emergencies. Steven was familiar with its location and quickly made his way there. Upon arrival, he was escorted to a secure room where General Adams was waiting with a few other personnel.
General Adams stood there with three high-ranking officers and a cyber defense commander.
"Alright, boy," the General said. "Show us what you found."
Steven plugged in the USB, and the screen filled with:
- ICBM blueprint sets
- Hypersonic weapon designs
- Jet propulsion systems
- UAV swarm protocols
General Adams inhaled sharply. "This… is enough to rewrite our national strategy."
One official leaned forward. "You obtained this by hacking Russia's military research facilities?"
Steven shrugged. "They acted first. They had to pay the price."
The room froze.