What happened in the circuitry of the computer was a different matter. Each of the programs targeted would find themselves imprisoned to a certain bit, and held in place while it was eaten alive. Sometime a little smoke would come out of the computer it was happening to, and thus the name Lucifer.

Everything was going sweetly. Plenty of complaints, a viral video, and thousands of dead files later I was on top of the world. I had access to every single mainframe in my system, and could manipulate them with a fine hand. Ounce by ounce, I burned my way through mainframes, until I was gloating over the size of my Empire.