His Dambe review jumped to spot #3. Blaze's copied Extraction review slipped to #6. Kofi smiled. But the smile faded fast.

He posted it. Then he closed his laptop, walked to the window, and watched the real world burn its own slow, beautiful action sequence—no download required.

He posted it. Within sixty seconds, a rival reviewer named Blaze_Reviews had copy-pasted his headline and changed one word. "Heart attack" became "stroke." Kofi's jaw tightened. This was war.

The air in his small Lagos apartment was thick with the smell of Jollof rice and cheap coffee. Outside, the real world hummed with the chaos of Danfo buses and hawkers. But Kofi wasn't in that world. He was in the digital trenches.

He saved. The red box vanished.