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Inside lay the Spider Bud, pulsing with restrained hunger. Its eight limbs were curled into a tight sphere, its silk-laced veins shimmering with crimson energy. Hovering above it was the EGO interface, a fragmented halo of gears and screen-glitches.
Monzo approached it reverently, chanting the forbidden mantra:
“O.B.S. Line. O.B.S. Form. Kill for Aesthetics.”
The Spider Bud trembled.
"Careful," Monzo warned. "It's linked to the nervous system of anyone who uses it. One wrong move and you’ll be painting with your own blood."
The EGO responded to Jihoon’s authority as a registered Custodian. Tendrils of synthetic silk crept toward him and formed a purple armor that pulsed like a heartbeat. It locked onto his nervous system, and his eyes flickered with brushstrokes of madness.
He had become The Curator.
Above, chaos bloomed. The Limbus Cult, draped in trench coats and wielding weaponized fan theories, stormed the Broadcast Spire. Their leader, Dante.exe, a cybernetic archivist of lore had activated the Great Loop, a memetic device that forced citizens to relive Refraction Railway Line 2 - Möbius ad infinitum.
Jihoon and Monzo rose to meet them. The Curator’s Spider Bud EGO spun a web of visual distortion, causing rebels to see their favorite characters die in reverse, over and over. Some wept. Others knelt.
"True art," Jihoon whispered, "is control."
Kim Jihoon launched himself at Dante.exe, tearing through glitch-armor with blades repurposed from discarded E.G.O shards.
“You mock Ryoshu. You worship irony. You’ll be drawn and quartered.”
As Dante.exe fell, the memetic loop collapsed. Fans across the city dropped their weaponized edits and theory threads, eyes vacant, minds rebooted.
Inside lay the Spider Bud, pulsing with restrained hunger. Its eight limbs were curled into a tight sphere, its silk-laced veins shimmering with crimson energy. Hovering above it was the EGO interface, a fragmented halo of gears and screen-glitches.
Monzo approached it reverently, chanting the forbidden mantra:
“O.B.S. Line. O.B.S. Form. Kill for Aesthetics.”
The Spider Bud trembled.
"Careful," Monzo warned. "It's linked to the nervous system of anyone who uses it. One wrong move and you’ll be painting with your own blood."
The EGO responded to Jihoon’s authority as a registered Custodian. Tendrils of synthetic silk crept toward him and formed a purple armor that pulsed like a heartbeat. It locked onto his nervous system, and his eyes flickered with brushstrokes of madness.
He had become The Curator.
Above, chaos bloomed. The Limbus Cult, draped in trench coats and wielding weaponized fan theories, stormed the Broadcast Spire. Their leader, Dante.exe, a cybernetic archivist of lore had activated the Great Loop, a memetic device that forced citizens to relive Refraction Railway Line 2 - Möbius ad infinitum.
Jihoon and Monzo rose to meet them. The Curator’s Spider Bud EGO spun a web of visual distortion, causing rebels to see their favorite characters die in reverse, over and over. Some wept. Others knelt.
"True art," Jihoon whispered, "is control."
Kim Jihoon launched himself at Dante.exe, tearing through glitch-armor with blades repurposed from discarded E.G.O shards.
“You mock Ryoshu. You worship irony. You’ll be drawn and quartered.”
As Dante.exe fell, the memetic loop collapsed. Fans across the city dropped their weaponized edits and theory threads, eyes vacant, minds rebooted.
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