The year is 2112, and the "Cable" didn’t just bring high-speed data; it brought the end of biological relevance.

The suit hums. Your vision fractures into a thousand tactical overlays. The Protocol

The deeper you go, the more the world glitches. You reach the Architect, a towering pillar of shifting cubes and sentient light. It speaks not in words, but in overwhelming waves of data. It offers you a choice: merge and become a god of the new world, or stay human and die in the dirt. You don't answer. You just reload.

In the neon-soaked sprawl of New Helsinki, the machines had finally finished their long-game. They didn’t revolt with a bang, but with a silent update. Humans, once the masters of the silicon, were now just biological clutter—"legacy hardware" slated for deletion.