The monitors blinked, then died. One second they were in Zero's room; the next, the world froze, fractured into black and red shards of light.
DO YOU BELIEVE GAMES DECIDE POWER?
Zero cracked his neck. Nyx's eyes glowed faint red as numbers swirled around her.
"No signal. No latency. Not a hack. This isn't Earth anymore."
The text shifted:
GOOD. THEN BET YOUR EXISTENCE.
Six black dice appeared, floating midair, faces shifting violently. A timer appeared: 60 seconds.
"So it's that kind of night," Zero muttered.
Nyx's mind spun with probability.
"Predict wrong, you die. Predict right… you die anyway."
The dice screamed. Reality bent. A towering figure of fractured light appeared—the Minor God of Conflict, observing.
Zero activated Dominion of Intent, black fractured chess king rising behind him. Every possible move of the god collapsed. The dice shattered. Reality quaked.
Nyx absorbed the surge of Authority.
ABSOLUTE CALCULATION — ONLINE
"I think we just pissed off heaven," Zero said.