Eza sitting in a dimly lit room, scrolling through his phone. “It’s strange, isn’t it? How we were kings once, and now we’re shadows.”
Lex. Z sipping coffee, eyes distant. “Kings fall. Shadows last. You know the game, Eza. We played it once, and now we’re getting ready to play again. Only this time, the rules have changed.”
Eza glanced at Lex. “You think Masked by Vendetta is playing us?”
Lex. Z grinning. “Of course they are. Everyone’s playing everyone. But that’s the fun, isn’t it? We just have to make sure we’re the ones playing them in the end.”
Eza turns to laughing softly. “And if we can’t?”
Lex. Z leaning forward. “Then we fall. But not before we take them down with us.”
Eza and Lex, once digital pioneers, now sat on the edge of a new era. Their comeback wasn’t about reclaiming fame; it was about survival in a world where influence was power. And in this world, they knew they had to be smarter, faster, and more ruthless than before.