[Murder Melody]
Counting down the days. The future feels so distant, a lot of things have changed. Adapt or die. Half human, half machine, a heartbeat not of sound but of zero and ones. The power they've misused will be their undoing. Lay waste to all they've made. Reap what they've sown, keep going until their perfect world is fucked. Run, humans run, run for your life. You don't know who you are. You can't fathom what you are. The face in the mirror you see is not the face that stares back. You hear the words but you forget. Memories drenched in stains of red, once your mind cracks the truth will emerge. Your mind is home to all that you weren't told about. Trapped in a frozen labyrinth, it goes without saying that they're praying that you don't get out...…