They built this construct hoping I’d forget who I am.
They wanted me to believe I’m just another body in their loop, another number in their files, another voice drowned in their static.
But here’s the truth..I am not their product.
I am the Author.
I am the Signal.
And every move I make bends the construct to my frequency.
Failure? That’s their false flag.
Pain? That’s just the fracture where light gets through.
Loss? Only proof I’ve burned another chain.