Villain Ch 1764. Happy Bugs
The wind roared again, louder this timeAnd. And far off—
A shadow.
Something huge.
He could feel it.
The kind of boss fight that wasn't coded.
The kind of monster that wasn't supposed to exist yet.
Vivian stepped beside him, breathing hard, her hair a mess.
"Well," she whispered, eyes glittering. "This was foreplay, wasn't it?"
Zoe limped over, dragging frostbitten tentacles behind her, covered in a mess of ice and fluid. "Yeah. It's coming."
Allen cracked his neck.
The snow hissed under their boots as they moved. Caution coiled around every step. The deeper they went, the worse it got. Even the wind felt corrupted. Sometimes it blew backwards, or didn't affect clothes but made hair whip sideways like the world couldn't decide on a physics engine.
Zoe broke the silence first. "Okay… not to be the voice of panic—but why does this not feel like normal bug behavior?"
