[Two male protagonists + slightly unlimited streaming + group portrait + future science fiction + next year + family love + be]
When millions of brains bloom in the virtual garden, only the one he planted will always remain in the decaying spring.
Betarelli Group's charity ads played on every electronic tombstone, and the blond medical tyrant kissed the forehead of an orphan on the podium. People don't know that the data vines growing out of those free treatment cabins are weaving the fears of mental patients into the nourishment of the game world - players cheer for killing "NPCs" in exchange for achievements, while scalpels are digging out glowing neural buds from corpses' skulls.
Valorelli has to take medicine every day to keep his memory in the dusk in his father's hospital room. The rules he set by himself gradually collapsed in the game world, and the vegetative father who dressed him up as his deceased sister began to decay. When the rebels set fire to the group building, he hugged the corpse and danced the unfinished waltz of his childhood. The medical AI was still broadcasting: "The neural reconnection progress is 99.9%, And the sleeper is about to be awakened——"
This is a cyber fable about the Oedipus complex.
He used a million brains to cultivate a wisteria that would never fade, forgetting that all stars would fall before dawn.
I am not her, I am also her
Mission: Caring for children