[No CP × Interstellar × Derivatives]
"Welcome to Cyberstar, your perfect life has been loaded."
——This was the first sentence Lin Xi heard after opening her eyes.
She lay in a cold metal room.
She discovered that her mother would repeatedly fold the same paper crane on rainy days, her best friend's smile would always stay at the 23-degree corner of her mouth, and NPCs who tried to "cross the line" would dissipate into pixels like malfunctioning projections.
A mysterious man who calls himself "The Fugitive" tears apart her illusion: "You are a player, not a person. This world is a code, and you are just a container fed memories."
Those who died did not have a resurrection button, only a blood-stained chip held in her hand proved that someone had shouted "Run" for her.
And the real nightmare just started after she escaped back to reality.
The outside of the decaying shelter was covered with mutated plants, and the survivors were fighting for the last breath of oxygen. In the depths of her pupils, the same golden code as that of the ruler of Cyberstar floated.
Perhaps there is never any "reality".
Maybe she is the one——
A "mistake" that is hunted by the whole world.
