Nick spent fifteen years chasing ghosts through the neon veins of Neo-Kowloon, only to find his final silence in the suffocating dark of a forgotten sub-level. He carried the keys to a city he no longer wanted, clutching a fortune in deeds that could buy everything but an exit. In the end, he traded the data-stream for the stillness of the obsidian fields, choosing a tomb of lead over the hollow hum of the grid.