A bizarre resurrection from the dead tore apart the perfect mask of the virtual world.
He was originally a string of NPC codes written, but he wanted to break through the data cage and step into the real wasteland.
When human beings huddle in nutrition cabins and degenerate and sink, when metal bodies carry hot souls,
We must finally ask: What is a human being?
The work of cyberpunk consciousness awakening, writing about the glimmer of civilization that spans the virtual and the real.
