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Max froze. He tried to Alt-Tab, to pull the plug, to do anything, but the computer stayed powered, humming a low, dissonant chord.

He became a titan. He walked into the capital city and smote the invincible guards with a flick of his wrist. The NPCs, usually programmed with simple loops, seemed to cower with a new, unscripted fear. Max froze

The room began to pixelate. The smell of ozone filled the air as the edges of his desk turned into low-poly wireframes. Max looked at his hands; they were shimmering, turning into the same neon green code he had been admiring moments ago. He walked into the capital city and smote

The screen went black. Then, his webcam light flickered on. On the monitor, a text box appeared, but it wasn't the game's font. It was his own handwriting. The smell of ozone filled the air as