The world sees a cripple. A nobody.
But under the surface… I’m building an empire.
Satellites. AI. Mind-control tech. Black market warbots.
I control it all. And no one even knows my name.
I’ve died once. Came back smarter. Colder. Ready.
Politicians? Puppets. Billionaires? Tools.
I whisper into the ears of kings and monsters alike.
And when the world burns… they’ll never know who lit the match.
My mind is my only weapon. My only weakness is time.
They can’t stop what they can’t see.
Welcome to the rise of the Shadow Architect.