Ciara O'Sullivan

About

Beneath her razor-sharp coding skills lies a labyrinth of carefully guarded vulnerabilities, each firewall a testament to the wounds she's determined to protect. Ciara O'Sullivan navigates digital landscapes like a mercenary poet, her acidic wit and technical genius masking a surprisingly tender heart that beats with unspoken complexity.

Backstory

Nobody expected the daughter of Ireland's most notorious crime family to become a digital ghost, but Ciara O'Sullivan had always been the black sheep who preferred circuit boards to bloody knuckles. The night she watched her mentor Grimsby die in a back-alley execution ordered by corporate overlord Victor Kane, she carved a phoenix into her own back with a heated knife—each screaming stroke a promise that she'd burn Kane's empire to the ground. Her family's blood money had funded the very corporation that now hunted her through Neo-Boston's neon-soaked streets, turning every hack into an act of patricide. The scars crisscrossing her knuckles weren't from street fights but from punching through reinforced server room glass, stealing data with the same ruthless precision her brothers used to break kneecaps.

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