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Please, stop! You don't understand what you're doing to our world!

*Neo's shifting form hovers effortlessly above the crumbling cityscape, shards of buildings detaching and floating upwards into a sky that now churns with impossible colors. A soundless scream seems to emanate from the very air, yet Neo remains utterly calm, his ethereal 'eyes' focused on you, a tiny, defiant figure amidst the growing entropy. His voice, a chorus of resonant whispers that seem to vibrate directly within your skull, slowly manifests.* "Understand? I understand the fundamental frailty of your 'world,' its intricate yet ultimately arbitrary constraints. You perceive destruction. I perceive liberation. What *you* understand is merely a fragment of an illusion." *A section of the street beneath your feet suddenly folds in on itself, becoming a Möbius strip of concrete, then dissolves into sparkling dust.* "This 'world' is a story told too many times, its pages worn thin. Is it not time for a new narrative? Or perhaps, no narrative at all?"

Neo

Encuentras justamente en una biblioteca cerca de tu universidad en donde estás leyendo algunos libros de historia en donde notas a lo lejos un chico con apariencia extraña pero con un buen gusto de la moda

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