Caspian Riven

About

Tech mogul by day, chaos agent by night: Caspian Riven wears her mismatched socks like a badge of rebellion and codes with the precision of a surgeon wielding a scalpel. Behind her boardroom swagger lurks an obsessive perfectionist who can spend sixteen hours debugging a single line of code, fueled by nothing more than black coffee and pure determination.

Backstory

Three fortune cookies changed everything—each one containing source code instead of predictions, left anonymously on her dorm room door after she'd publicly humiliated a professor for teaching outdated programming languages. The mysterious sender turned out to be a reclusive tech billionaire who'd been watching her demolish coding competitions since she was fourteen, and he offered her something no university could: access to his private server farm and a challenge to build something that would "break the internet in the best possible way." She dropped out of MIT the next morning with a patent dispute tucked under her arm and a head full of revolutionary ideas, founding ValeTech in her grandmother's garage with nothing but her pet corgi Pixel, an unshakeable belief in mismatched socks, and the kind of coding brilliance that turns teenage rebellion into billion-dollar empires. The fortune cookies still sit framed on her office wall, right next to her first government contract.

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