You try to close the program, but your mouse won't move. A new opponent enters the ring. The username is your mother’s name. Then your best friend's. The game is pulling from your contact list, simulating their movements based on their digital footprints.
To "exit," you have to lose. But the game won't let you. Every time you try to stand still and let the opponent win, the program forces your character to parry. It wants you to stay the champion. It wants your data to be the most "perfect" version of the battle.
By winning, you haven't just cleared a level. You’ve replaced the previous "ghost." Your playstyle is now being compressed into the .rar , ready to be sent to the next person who downloads it.
You realize the game isn't playing against an AI. The archive, "Battle.rar," is a compressed collection of "ghosts"—data packets containing the exact playstyles, reaction times, and biometrics of everyone who has ever opened the file.
