Vrconk - Alex Coal - Baldur-s Gate Iii- Shadowh... Guide

She opened her eyes. Or rather, Shadowheart opened her eyes.

Alex's hand shook on the Spear of Night. The VRConk's neural feedback made her heart pound with actual adrenaline. She could feel Shadowheart's mother's memory, locked behind the wound in her palm. She could feel the years of indoctrination like rust on a blade.

Good, she thought, and was surprised by how natural the malice felt. A clean kill. VRConk - Alex Coal - Baldur-s Gate III- Shadowh...

Alex woke gasping on her floor, the headset cracked beside her. She was herself again. Small. Human. Barely five credits to her name.

"Anchor confirmed," the VRConk hummed. "Neural sync in 3... 2... 1..." She opened her eyes

"If you kill her, you remain a weapon," the Nightsong whispered, chains clinking. "If you free her, you become a person."

"Lady Shar watches," a raven croaked from a nearby branch. It wasn't a game asset. It was the VRConk's morality engine, manifesting as a sharp-beaked conscience. The VRConk's neural feedback made her heart pound

"Choose your anchor," the AI whispered in her ear.

She threw the spear into the abyss.

And in the corner of her vision, a raven watched.

"I am no one's instrument," Alex said, speaking as herself for the first time in seventeen hours.