Разное | 15 мая
Источник: takoekino.pro
When everything was finished, she leaned back in her chair. On the screen lay a tiny executable file, weighing only a few kilobytes. Perfect. Lethal. Poetic. It wasn’t a virus. It was a requiem. A requiem for a world built on greed, written in the language of the gods. If Ayame Yoshikawa was destined to disappear, to dissolve into the world along with Miyako Ikeda, what would remain in their place? She had grown too accustomed to her new name…
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