Anome's sickness is spreading. These code-dripping bastards plaguing the city are merely an extension, a multiplication, of his own insane lust for power.
But there seems to be something beyond even that.
He's achieved the power, now; in what we thought was his system, his monomania, he should be happy. But he isn't; at least, he doesn't seem to be. His forces appear to move with some purpose, although its exact nature is still unclear. But the slayings of bluepills, the haunting of various important points of the city's infrastructure... No, he is not satisfied yet.
Something haunts him still. I must find it, embody it, and never cease to torment whatever twisted soul he may have left. I will hound him to his very bitter end.

























But there seems to be something beyond even that.
He's achieved the power, now; in what we thought was his system, his monomania, he should be happy. But he isn't; at least, he doesn't seem to be. His forces appear to move with some purpose, although its exact nature is still unclear. But the slayings of bluepills, the haunting of various important points of the city's infrastructure... No, he is not satisfied yet.
Something haunts him still. I must find it, embody it, and never cease to torment whatever twisted soul he may have left. I will hound him to his very bitter end.

























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