From a 50-credit tab to a cosmic titan, they carved a path of chrome and chaos across Neo-Kowloon and beyond. They sought power, found it in abundance, and wielded it with a destructive grace that defied all logic. In the end, facing down every hero, villain, and god, they chose not to fall, but to erase the very canvas of existence. The universe ended not with a whimper, but with a blinding white flash, leaving only an infinite, silent credit balance.