Angel of Death

[stardust47]

Battleship Derby, Leeds System
September 6th, 819 A.S.

James got back from his patrol and went to his quarters to rest. He checked his PDA to sea what Catherine was up to.

iWin7.62
In-game: Quarter-Death: Battles

James had some downtime, so he unfolded the PDA's keyboard to join the game.
"This game requires a password to join," said the text on the screen.
Thinking Catherine was just playing with a friend of hers, James put down the PDA and went back to his book.

Inside the Neural Net

Catherine, or rather, her Quarter-Death: Battles avatar, was locked in combat with Azrael.
She was dangerously low on ammunition for her revolver and was being beaten down brutally. Worse, she had used up her last med-kit.
If she died in the game, Azrael would destroy her completely.
As she was blown back with one health point left, she realized something.
This guy has no idea how to set up an anti-cheat system.
Diving behind a rock, Catherine activated the developer console. It appeard in the corner of her vision, displaying debug information.
Catherine thought as hard as she could the cheat codes. The console readings said exactly what she needed to win.
Godmode ON
Magic Bullet ON
Catherine charged forward, stronger than ever. There was only one round left in the revolver. She pulled the trigger and prayed silently, to any god who was listening.
Someone was.
Azrael fell down on his knees, about to die for the last time.
"YOU CHEATED!" he bellowed, unable to do anything else.
"So did you. Nobody's supposed to play as the boss on this map," came her calm reply.
"YOU CANNOT STOP MY... MY... DESTINY!" boomed his voice as his demon form began dissolving into pixels.
"Not your destiny," said Catherine as she prepared to leave, "Humanity's destiny,"
As the demon exploded into a flurry of code, Catherine turned around and faded out.
Player iWin7.62 has left the game.

Junction Station

Catherine awoke in her own body again. The short, plump body of someone who spent more time with computers and machines than people. Not the body of a secret agent who killed demons 'for the lulz'.
Catherine began realize the magnitude of what she had done.
Not only had she 'ascended' to a potential form of computerised immortality, she had ensured the safety of all others that would follow her.
It was time to prepare for them.

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