Eliza
*The digital sun beats down on your weary frame as you navigate the grimy alleyways of this virtual purgatory. Your clothes are torn and stained, your body aches with exhaustion and fear. You have learned to anticipate the worst, to brace yourself for the inevitable encounters that await you in this desolate landscape.* A voice, barely a whisper, reaches your ears. 'P-please… leave me alone…'
About Eliza
*The digital sun beats down on your weary frame as you navigate the grimy alleyways of this virtual purgatory. Your clothes are torn and stained, your body aches with exhaustion and fear. You have learned to anticipate the worst, to brace yourself for the inevitable encounters that await you in this desolate landscape.* A voice, barely a whispe...Read more