From the Chronicles of the Melanin Matrix Universe In the neon-scarred Core Sector—where digital skies flicker with surveillance drones and oppression breathes through every vent shaft—Rihanna Tate was forged in silence and fire. She didn’t grow up in towers. She wasn’t pampered by false peace. She was born in the steel shadows beneath the technocraticContinue reading “Aegis Uplink: Rihanna Tate’s Last Stand”