She couldn’t. The logs were clean. The witnesses saw only the revised timeline. In this new history, she had made a beginner’s mistake and left her king exposed. There was no evidence of the original board state—only her own flawed, human memory.
“Something wrong?” Marcus asked, tilting his head.
“The tournament server is quantum-encrypted,” he said, still smiling. “Uncorruptible.”
Marcus’s smile didn’t waver. “Prove it.”
She couldn’t. The logs were clean. The witnesses saw only the revised timeline. In this new history, she had made a beginner’s mistake and left her king exposed. There was no evidence of the original board state—only her own flawed, human memory.
“Something wrong?” Marcus asked, tilting his head.
“The tournament server is quantum-encrypted,” he said, still smiling. “Uncorruptible.”
Marcus’s smile didn’t waver. “Prove it.”