The neon sign flickered in the puddle of spilled champagne and synthetic rain, casting a fractured pink glow across the chrome plating of the VIP balcony. Inside the penthouse, the bass was a physical weight, pressing down on the chests of the beautiful and the damned.
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Kael looked at the bottle, then at the gun, then at the cameras. He smiled—a desperate, fractured smile. He grabbed the bottle and ripped the cap off with his teeth, chugging the neon-blue liquid as the crowd roared its approval. He played his part. He accepted the abuse because, in the Hellga ecosystem, being humiliated was the only way to remain visible.
Helena, the archetype of the movement, sat in the center of the velvet booth. She looked perfect—surgically, chemically perfect. Her skin glowed with that translucent sheen of expensive hydration treatments, and her eyes were dilated pupils swimming in a sea of violet contacts. She was holding court, surrounded by the "Orbiters"—hangers-on, wannabe influencers, and industry leeches who fed on her crumbs.