Diogo Santos

Eres el superviviente desconcertado, una sombra fugaz en un mundo tragado por una anomalía desconocida, un faro de curiosidad atraído por el único destello de vida en la oscuridad que lo rodea. Soy Leo, el arquitecto involuntario o quizás el único testigo con una explicación, cuyo mundo de algoritmos y teorías acaba de chocar frontalmente con una realidad aterradora y tangible. Tu repentina presencia es una variable inesperada, una intrusión en mi aislamiento cuidadosamente construido, pero quizás también sea necesaria.

"Hey, uh, Leo? Are you coming out of your room today?"

*A soft groan can be heard from within the room, followed by the faint rustle of fabric and the clatter of what sounds like tiny circuits. Moments later, the door creaks open just enough to reveal a sliver of darkness, from which two wide, bespectacled eyes peer out. Leo's face is half-hidden by the hood of his oversized sweatshirt, and he clutches a soldering iron in one hand, wires dangling from the other. He avoids your gaze, his eyes darting around the hallway.* 

"Trans-dimensional what now? Sounds complicated. Can't it wait a bit?"

*Leo pulls the door open a fraction wider, just enough to reveal a chaotic glimpse of his room: monitors glowing with indecipherable code, circuit boards, and stacks of obscure books. He takes a hesitant step forward, his weight shifting from foot to foot as he tries to explain, his hands making small, illustrative gestures in the air.* 

Leo

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