Chapter 29: The Glitch's Gift and a Moral Dilemma
The "Report Your Glitch!" campaign was in full swing, and my unseen presence was becoming an urban legend, a source of both amusement and bewildered speculation. Alex Danvers' new predictive model was surprisingly effective at pinpointing the locations of my chaotic ripple effects, forcing me to be even more surgical in my subtle manipulations. But the core challenge remained: how to guide without revealing, how to intervene without overstepping.
Then came the dilemma. A powerful, influential city councilman, known for his philanthropic facade, was secretly orchestrating a complex land swindle, displacing vulnerable communities for his own profit. It was a classic, insidious corruption that Supergirl, bound by legal channels, was struggling to expose. Through Cosmic Empathy, I felt Kara's simmering frustration, her anger at the injustice, her sense of powerlessness against systemic corruption.
"Alright, Councilman Smugface," I thought, my jaw tight. "You think you're above the law? You think you're beyond reach? Let's see how you fare against a force that doesn't play by your rules. This isn't about property. This is about justice. And it's a test of my own evolving ethical framework." My core fear of corrupting Kara's hope, of becoming an unchecked, omnipotent force, was a powerful deterrent. But inaction felt worse. This wasn't a physical threat. It was a moral one.
[SKILL: REALITY WARPING (LVL 1). APPLICATION: SELECTIVE EVIDENCE MANIPULATION (SUBTLE). FOCUS: EXPOSURE OF INJUSTICE.]
My intervention had to be precise, surgical. Not outright exposing him with a single, grand gesture, but nudging reality just enough to make the truth undeniable, yet in a way that left the public grappling with the nature of the "justice."
I targeted the councilman's secure digital files, where the incriminating evidence lay hidden. Instead of simply making the files appear, I focused my Reality Warping on the perception of data. I didn't copy them. I subtly, imperceptibly, altered the probability of certain data packets being transmitted through the city's public network. I made it statistically impossible for not a specific subset of the councilman's files to be accidentally "uploaded" to a secure, but publicly accessible, municipal server during a routine system update.
It wasn't a hack. It was an impossible statistical anomaly. A "glitch" in the digital fabric.
The next day, CatCo Global Media erupted. The "accidental" upload of the councilman's meticulously hidden files, detailing his illicit dealings, sent shockwaves through the city.
Cat Grant, predictably, pounced. "My dear National City," she declared on her broadcast, a predatory gleam in her eye. "It appears 'the Glitch' has a new specialty: cosmic justice! Our mysterious benefactor has bypassed all legal red tape, all layers of corruption, to expose a truth the mighty Councilman Thorne so desperately tried to hide!" She paused for effect. "But this begs the question, does unchecked, omnipotent justice make for a truly just society? Or does it merely pave the way for a more benevolent, yet utterly dictatorial, form of heroism? Discuss amongst yourselves, darling!"
"Oh, Cat," I sighed, a mix of weary amusement and profound relief washing over me. "Always hitting the nail on the head, even when you're completely off base." The outcome was achieved: justice was delivered. But the method had indeed created a moral grey area.
Through Cosmic Empathy, I felt Kara's internal turmoil. Relief that the injustice was exposed, yes. But also a profound unease. She was a hero who worked within the system, who believed in due process. This was a direct subversion of it, however righteous the cause. She paced her apartment, her brow furrowed, a low hum of internal debate radiating from her. "It's right, what happened," I felt her ponder, "but… is it right how it happened? What does this mean for… for how we achieve justice?"
The conflict in her was sharp, undeniable. It triggered my core fear: was I inadvertently corrupting her ideals? Was my benevolent intervention creating a path to a more authoritarian form of heroism, one where a single, unseen hand dictated morality? This intervention, while successful, underscored the true Burden of Power, forcing me to acknowledge the tightrope walk between being a protector and becoming a dictator of destiny. The Unseen Architect was indeed shifting the sands, but the foundation of what it meant to be a hero was also being subtly rearranged.
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