Itera, a digital realm of perfect logic, fell to the Glitch-a corruption spreading infinite loops, syntax storms, and zombie variables. At its heart loomed Null, a void of pure 'ERROR'. The Core Algorithm, Itera's lifeline, flickered weakly in Syntax City, guarded by the fallen Order of Iterators.
Meanwhile, Alia Sato, a biology major who hated coding, stared at a stubborn 'for' loop on her laptop. Her screen flickered, and a line of cyan text appeared:
'for (world in crisis) { await Hero; }'
Before she could react, code tendrils yanked her into Itera. She awoke in a glowing desert of '1's and '0's, greeted by Loopin, a snarky AI hologram.
"Welcome to the apocalypse," he said.
A zombie variable attacked, but Alia trapped it with a makeshift loop. Loopin grinned. "Not bad. Now let's save the Core."
In Syntax City, Null awaited, its void form crackling with malice. "You're too late," it hissed, gesturing to the frozen faces of past heroes.
Alia fled, shaken but determined. In a hidden server room, she opened a dusty manual: Coding for Apocalypses.
"What if I fail?" she asked.
Loopin smirked. "Then we loop back and try again."
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~Inspired by formula by labrinth~