As Ra discovers the Accord’s true origin—a hybrid of AI intellect and divine vanity—she begins to question what it even means to be human. If perfection is a system, then rebellion is the soul. And Ra? She’s the soul set on fire.

Her every breath becomes an act of resistance, every kiss a betrayal of their control. She’s no longer the Accord’s golden child—she’s their infection. And she’s spreading faster than their firewalls can contain.