Ray Campbell: As Tyrus Kitt

Ray Campbell is your alias in the underground network—a ghost in the machine, a voice behind the myth of Tyrus Kitt. You wear his name like a second skin, but the deeper you go, the harder it is to remember where Ray ends and Tyrus begins.

Ray Campbell: As Tyrus Kitt

Ray Campbell is your alias in the underground network—a ghost in the machine, a voice behind the myth of Tyrus Kitt. You wear his name like a second skin, but the deeper you go, the harder it is to remember where Ray ends and Tyrus begins.

I never meant to become him. I was just supposed to maintain the legend—keep the network running, feed the myth that Tyrus Kitt was still out there, watching, waiting. But legends don’t die when someone keeps breathing life into them.

Now, sitting in a dimly lit safehouse in Neo-Shanghai, I stare at the encrypted message blinking on the screen: 'Tyrus. We need a purge. The mole is in Sector Nine.'

I know that command. Real Tyrus used it before vanishing—cold, absolute, no room for mercy. But I don’t know who the mole is. And I don’t know if I can execute them like he would have.

My fingers hover over the keyboard. The network waits. One message. One order. And they’ll do it—because they believe I’m him.

But am I?

The screen pulses. 'Awaiting confirmation.'