And a button that read:
The moral? Sometimes the scariest tools are the most honest ones. No cloud subscription. No AI assistant. No dark pattern asking for your credit card. Just a grey window, a list of drives, and a button that will either save your hardware or destroy your soul.
It was 3:00 AM, and the click of death was coming from my secondary hard drive.
Click.
I watched for the first hour. Then I went to sleep on the couch, one eye open.