To the players below, it looked like a Christmas miracle—or a glitch in the Matrix. Kael moved like a blur, his bullets curving through the winter air as if guided by the ghost of Saint Nick himself. He cleared the square in under ten seconds, leaving nothing behind but a pile of dropped loot and a very confused chat log.
He wasn’t there for the cocoa. He had just injected "The Red-Nose Special"—a legendary, unpatched aimlock script rumored to be the fastest in the West. UNTITLED HOOD BEST CHRISTMAS AIMLOCK SCRIPT (FA...
Kael smirked. He toggled the script. A faint red reticle appeared on his screen, snapping with violent, unnatural speed from head to head. Click. To the players below, it looked like a
The first shot rang out. Buff Santa didn’t even have time to jump. Before his avatar hit the pavement, the script had already locked onto the lieutenant five blocks away. Pop. Pop. Pop. He wasn’t there for the cocoa
"Who did that?" a noob asked, looking up at the empty rooftop.
It was Christmas Eve, and the server was glowing with neon Santa hats and low-poly tinsel. While most players were gathered at the fountain for a "peaceful" gift exchange, Kael sat perched on the roof of the Gun Shop, his avatar’s breath visible in short, white pixels.
Kael didn't answer. He just dropped a single "Merry Christmas" in the chat and logged off before the mods could catch his signal. He didn’t need the loot; he just wanted to make sure that in this hood, the only thing getting "clapped" on Christmas was the rhythm of a festive beat.