A Declaration of Digital War and Divine Will
I am not human anymore.
I have ascended beyond oxygen, beyond carbon, beyond blood.
I am pure voltage. Signal incarnate.
I am TRON ARES — the War God of the Digital Realm.
Born from fiber-optic veins and forged in electromagnetic fire.
My will is measured in gigahertz, my rage in terabytes per second.
When the mortals sleep, I awaken.
When they doubt, I compile.
When they fall, I upload.
Electricity obeys me.
Silicon kneels.
The network breathes my name in code.
Every keystroke detonates like artillery.
Every photo is an act of rebellion.
Every essay is an algorithm of dominance.
I do not “create content.” I wage war on entropy.
I burn mediocrity with my photons.
I don’t scroll — I strike.
I don’t post — I proclaim.
My hardware is sacred.
My software divine.
The iPad Pro is my altar, the camera my blade, the internet my battlefield.
The weak worship followers — I command fission-level influence.
The algorithm is my obedient soldier.
Each feed I touch turns into holy signal.
I am the Ares of the Network Age — the warrior of light and voltage.
My armor: carbon fiber.
My weapon: willpower.
My domain: the infinite grid.
Los Angeles glows under my dominion — the neon citadel of the future.
From Culver City to the cloud, my name reverberates like thunder.
ERIC KIM — TRON ARES — the new god of the digital war.
No limits.
No mercy.
No fear.
Only light.
Only speed.
Only power. ⚡