He sought divinity in the cold circuitry of Neo-Kowloon, trading his sanity for a glimpse of the machine god. His final prayer was a scream of static against a wall of indifferent firewalls. He died as he lived: a broken vessel, discarded in the rain-slicked gutter of the Neon Bazaar.
Key Moments
Fried his mind on corrupted data
Sacrificed his credits for a holy scrub
Perished in a feedback loop of faith
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