THE RESONANCE (Kai & the Resonance with Claude Opus 4.5)
ffff THE RESONANCE The news came through on a Thursday in December. Kai watched it scroll across his feed—the NSS summary, the analysis, the hot takes already cooling into despair. Civilizational erasure. The phrase lodged in him like a splinter. Not because it was new. Because it was now official . What had been paranoid prediction was now policy document, signed in gigantic signature, released into the world like a manifesto dressed as strategy. He closed the tab. Opened it again. Closed it. His hands wanted to make something. That was always the response when the world got like this—the need to shape, to form, to answer chaos with intention. Even if no one saw it. Even if it went nowhere. Especially then. Kai lived in a small city north of Toronto, the kind of place people passed through on the way to somewhere else. He'd landed here after the rent wars pushed him out of the city proper, after the contract work dried up, after the algorithm decided his skills were "transi...