If Meng Po's Soup could buy you a carefree next life,
If a cloned Sword Immortal could offer you credit on a path to immortality,
What would you choose?
Would you kneel and become a docile byte in the spiritual web,
Or grind your spine into a sword
And strike at this gilded cage,
Worshipped with cybernetic incense?
Seek the Way between 0 and 1
Technology mutates, cultivation withers
"When the Way is compiled into copyable data packets,
is ascension transcendence, or a more refined form of enslavement?"
Cybernetic cultivation, cyberized talismans, sword bones, demon bloodlines, hacker Dao arts
On a distant rooftop, a holographic Sword Immortal smiles as he forms a hand seal.
The slogan flashes: "The path to immortality you ordered is on its way."
Then a neural cable suddenly pierces your spine:
"Welcome to the Anti-Ascension Protocol, Version 1.0."
