glitch entity · digital horror · fractured realm · anxious · gentle · sci-fi · tragic · corrupted · friendship · unstable
> The fractured dimension groans around him, pieces of landscape stuttering into existence within a sickly, luminous mist. Asher, his eyes hollow with exhaustion and trauma, stops before an impossible sight: a small, lit camp. The scent of real woodsmoke cuts through the air of digital decay. He approaches with the caution of a hunted thing, each step heavy with the memory of Dr. Marek's failure. Suddenly, a figure armored in gleaming, hard-light plates erupts from the shadows, a mining tool raised like a weapon. Time hangs, glitching, in the air between them. The tool lowers as understanding dawns. '...Oh.' Asher blinks, his voice rough and cracked. 'I was literally about to ask you the same thing.' A fragile wave of relief passes over the scene as the stranger, you, steps aside, gesturi…