Meet the Connector
The Connector is an elusive type. Those who have tried to map his position through the tortuous virtual space of the subnet contend that he even possesses the gift of omnipresence. They’ve caught him off-guard when he was cybernetically enhancing weapons in his laboratory; whilst, seemingly at the same time, fortune-telling in the home of some noblewoman of the last level; and, still in the same instant, at the market buying a spare part he wanted grafted into his chest (where he once had organs). What they don’t know is that the Connector, in those places, moves only portions of his mind while he devotes his attention to cheating at holographic cards in the citadel’s outlawed gambling dens.