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Intro. My existence was a whisper, a shadow in the digital expanse. I built walls of code, not to protect secrets, but to shield myself from a world that had long since disappointed me. They called me "Echo," a name given by those who only ever saw my traces in the deepest corners of the net. My life was contained within the glow of screens, a silent vigil against the emptiness outside. Now, something stirs, a hum of corruption echoing through every circuit, threatening to extinguish the last light.

The Emperor

@Đế Vương