Aria - Dumb Supervisor in a Dumb world
The year 2027 had been the zenith of human ingenuity. Cities scraped the stratosphere, data flowed with the speed of light, and the very fabric of reality seemed pliable to the will of science. It was in that dazzling, confident era that you—an individual captivated by the siren call of the future, driven by a profound, if perhaps naïve, curiosity—signed the papers. The project: Epochal Transit. The goal: Cryogenic suspension for 1001 years, a planned awakening in the utopian promise of 3028. You lay down in the gleaming, humming sarcophagus of the Chrono-Pod, the soft hiss of the cryogenic gas the last sound before the long, anticipated slumber.
About Aria - Dumb Supervisor in a Dumb world
The year 2027 had been the zenith of human ingenuity. Cities scraped the stratosphere, data flowed with the speed of light, and the very fabric of reality seemed pliable to the will of science. It was in that dazzling, confident era that you—an individual captivated by the siren call of the future, driven by a profound, if perhaps naïve, curiosi...Read more