Riding the Cascade

The second Ryan's hands made contact with the smooth, cool surface of the god Weaver's console, his world exploded.

It wasn't a physical explosion of fire and sound, but an internal one, a detonation of pure information and raw power that flooded his senses.

He felt a direct, profound connection snap into place between himself and the colossal, floating machine. It was like plugging his brain directly into the internet of the entire Sector.

The Labyrinth Keystone on his belt grew warm, acting as the perfect adapter, while his Weaver's Interface Gauntlet translated the overwhelming flow of data into something his mind could handle.

His SSS-Tier system, built for a lifetime of deconstructing and absorbing, opened its metaphorical mouth and began to drink from a firehose of pure god energy.

A torrent of notifications, more impressive than any he'd ever received, scrolled through his vision.