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In a rain-soaked city illuminated by neon blue, Amir Dimvol orchestrates chaos from his glass-walled office, unleashing digital warfare with cold precision. Guided by the shadow of Erick Darrow, his former guardian, Amir's past as a prodigious puzzle solver unfolds. As battles rage, Amir's genius is tested on the battlefield, leading to a tragic end. His legacy as a silent architect of war leaves an indelible mark on the future of conflict.
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A rain-soaked cityscape glows neon blue, fractured by glitching holograms of war machines and looming digital maps.

Amir Dimvol sits isolated in a glass-walled office, his features shadowed and unreadable.

He taps a series of commands into floating interfaces; a sequence of digital locks shatter on screens across continents.

Battles erupt in the distance, orchestrated chaos born from his icy logic.

The only sound is the ominous hum of data surging and the distant thud of explosions.

Erick Darrow, imposing and regal, stands behind Amir — silent, watching.

As a child, Amir was the prodigious puzzle solver in Darrow’s orphanage, the one who saw algorithms in the face of danger and patterns in the madness.

The others never understood why he barely spoke, or why Darrow watched him with both hunger and fear.

Red visual alarms flash: Odija’s counterattack.

Amir’s hands blur over the holographic controls, unleashing a virus that decimates their defenses.

Soldiers on both sides fall, the skies flicker with burning drones.

Amir’s composure never breaks; within those cold eyes, calculation and cruel necessity swirl.

A flashback: Amir as a young boy, staring endlessly at a broken circuit, piecing together its secrets in silence.

On the battlefield, Amir moves with machine-like precision, slicing through enemies as a muted symphony of orchestral-electronic music layers with the relentless clatter of combat.

Heroes of Halmer advance, faces grim and determined. Amir faces them alone: no words, only the crescendo of battle and the hiss of collapsing firewalls.

The fight is ruthless — he is genius incarnate, but against the tide, he falters. One last holographic message to Darrow appears, flickering with static: Loyal till the end.
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