Entropy

by underyourpatio

The Grid was never going to be perfect. It couldn't be. It was flawed. It was isolated. Yet it still grew. But without command, without external power, it only had a matter of time before Kevin Flynn's work would soon experience the imperfect laws of our world. An SOS from an old program who still believes is the last hope for the system, back to the one User who could understand.

1. Prologue

A/N: First Tron fic and , after much research and planning, it's finally coming to fruition. It's ending up being about novella length, so please bare with the first few chapters. All will be explained later.

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Prologue

It was never quiet.

Always needed.

Sectors patrolled and protected.

Even during the start of the oppression, you were still there, fighting what came from within.

No external threats. Nothing.

The system was isolated.

Nothing could get in. Isolated. Alone.

You were alone.

Despite everything there was.

You were alone.

And the threats still came.

Came from within.

An isolated system.