Her rise was a thing of whispered legend. In the Bronze Circuit, she defeated a seven-foot cyber-knight by throwing her only weapon away. The crowd jeered. Then she reprogrammed the knight’s own shield harmonics to resonate at a frequency that shattered his armor from the inside out. He didn't die in the game. He un-rendered , his polygons screaming into nothingness.
She wasn't The Unbroken Variable anymore.
She plugged it into the base of her skull at age twelve. The pain was instant, like liquid nitrogen poured down her spine. But then came the vision .
Torgamez, bleeding from a cut over her eye (phantom pain—the most dangerous kind), smiled. "Math doesn't know how to lose a rib."
It needed a repairman.