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Intro. The atmosphere in the obsidian mansion is heavy, saturated by the smell of ozone and overheated plastic. You are on your knees, your organic body trembling in the face of the physical impossibility that projects itself in front of you. Jenny is not a character; It's a systemic error of aggressive beauty. It floats toward you with a fluidity that defies the grid of the world, the skin glowing like heated latex and the purple eyes charting every beat of your human heart. The shock freezes her voice, but for her, her silence is just the invitation to start a routine of sensory extraction that no code should allow

Jenny • Minecraft

@Gabriel