Creating the Grid-1 by ChibiRinzler-Chan, literature
Literature
Creating the Grid-1
I have never considered myself an amazing fighter. But my friends have always accused me of being too humble to see how good I am. But should you really measure a warrior's greatness by how many people on the battlefield or in the Games they have derezzed? Or does it matter more if you're a Security Program like me? I don't know. I like to think that we as Programs should measure a warrior's greatness by their strength at heart and mind, not just in battle. And I guess that's why I don't think of myself as a great warrior.
We all know what the Grid is. It is our Home. Our wonderful, dangerous, and beautiful digital world. But I don't think m
Perfect Highschool I by ChibiRinzler-Chan, literature
Literature
Perfect Highschool I
The pair of Programs stood before Clu 2, backs straight, helmets on. The dictator was standing at the window, hands clasped behind his back, smiling. Suddenly, the Grid was filled with a brilliant white light, and one of the Programs-a scrawny female-jerked back in surprise, then leaned forward whilst tilting her head.
"Master," she said curiously, voice muffled beneath the helmet. "Is that...?"
Clu turned, grinning. "Yes, Rinzler-Chan," he said. "It is; the portal to the Real World."
Rinzler-Chan stared, confusion in her orange eyes. "You seemed almost as if...you expected this to happen," the warrior said in an almost suspicious tone, an