It was 2045, and the world smelled of burnt circuits and regret. Most of humanity lived in the Stacks—vertical trailers stacked like rusty Jenga towers—but no one really lived there. They lived in the OASIS.
He handed me a single golden contract. The deed to the OASIS. ready-player-one
What followed was the largest digital battle in history. Mechagodzilla fought a Sixer dreadnought. Aech piloted the Serenity from Firefly . I summoned the Gundam from Mobile Suit Gundam —a 60-foot robot that punched through Sorrento's flagship. It was 2045, and the world smelled of
She laughed. "You're insane."
I didn't hesitate. "A cold."
But my bank account now had $240 billion in it. And more importantly—I had a list. Every player who'd fought beside me. Every gunter who'd bled pixels. He handed me a single golden contract
"The high ground's taken," Art3mis said, drawing her katana.