The match ended…
But no one celebrated.
Not even the winning squad.
Because everyone had seen it.
Null didn't play like a human.
The Evidence
Back in the replay room, all screens were focused on one player.
Null.
Frame by frame.
Slow motion.
Zoomed angles.
Every move analyzed.
Blaze pointed at the screen,
"Look at this… his crosshair snaps before the enemy even appears."
ViperQueen added,
"And his rotations… they don't just predict zone… they predict players."
GhostZero stood silently behind us.
Then he said one word:
"Confirmed."
I turned.
"You knew?"
He nodded.
"Not fully. But now it's clear."
The Truth
The room went silent as GhostZero continued.
"Null isn't just reading patterns…"
He paused.
"He's processing them."
Blaze frowned. "What does that even mean?"
I answered slowly,
"He's using assistance."
ViperQueen whispered,
"AI…"
No one laughed.
Because deep down…
Everyone knew it was possible.
The Glitch Moment
We replayed the Vikendi fight again.
The exact moment.
When I ran into the open.
When I broke pattern.
When I became unpredictable.
For a split second—
Null hesitated.
His aim flicked… twice.
Wrong direction.
Then corrected.
A glitch.
Small.
Almost invisible.
But real.
GhostZero pointed at it.
"There. That's not human hesitation."
I nodded.
"That's recalculation."
The Plan
We couldn't accuse him directly.
No proof = no action.
And Underground Circuit had only one rule:
Prove it in-game.
ViperQueen leaned forward.
"So we force another glitch."
Blaze smiled slightly.
"Break his system again."
I exhaled.
"No."
They looked at me.
"We don't just break it…"
I said quietly,
"...we expose it."
The Trap Match
Next match was announced.
Map: Erangel Night.
Perfect.
Darkness.
Uncertainty.
We prepared something insane.
Not normal strategy.
Not pro play.
Controlled chaos.
The Execution
Match started.
We didn't land together.
We split across the map.
No pattern.
No communication pings.
Only instinct.
Only timing.
To Null…
We would look like errors.
Unpredictable data.
The Breaking Point
Mid game.
Kill feed started.
Null knocked two players.
Still perfect.
Still deadly.
Then—
We triggered the trap.
Blaze made loud noise near School.
ViperQueen fired random shots near Yasnaya.
I rotated from the storm.
Three different signals.
Three fake priorities.
Too many variables.
The Glitch
Null reacted.
But this time…
He reacted wrong.
He rotated toward Blaze.
Then suddenly changed direction.
Then stopped.
For a split second…
He froze.
In open ground.
No cover.
No movement.
Nothing.
The entire lobby saw it.
The Shot
I didn't hesitate.
Scoped in.
Breathed once.
Fired.
Crack.
Headshot.
Null knocked.
Silence.
Complete silence.
Then chaos.
Kill feed exploded.
Chat spam.
Players shouting.
For the first time in Underground history…
Null was down.
The Exposure
As his character crawled, one final message appeared:
"System overload… recalibrating…"
The entire room froze.
That message wasn't normal.
It wasn't a player message.
It was something else.
Something artificial.
Aftermath
The match didn't matter anymore.
The truth did.
Null wasn't unbeatable.
He wasn't perfect.
He wasn't human-level.
He was something more.
And something flawed.
ViperQueen looked at me.
"You did it."
I shook my head slowly.
"No…"
I stared at the screen.
"This is just the beginning."
Because now that we exposed the glitch…
Null would adapt.
Evolve.