@codedparaiso
The City twisted and turned for a few days, now. Maybe weeks. Maybe years. Maybe it's been twisting like that forever. It's not like time is something its residents truly think about.
Not even when a newcomer appears. Not even when that newcomer is a whole area.
The Teracrystals all aronud it destroyed part of the City, a few MissingNos were created. Giant Volcarona-like creatures made of iron twist and break, scream as they become glitchy, broken.
They don't belong here, Zer0 thinks. Not like them. Not like him -- the man who showed up along the Area, busy beeping and booping on his computers. Talking to people outside.
A direct connection with the uncorrupted world.
"I w▊uldn't d0 ʇh[]at" it calls, smirking from atop of one of the many pieces of rubbles "un▎Ĕ̶̥̠ss youʸᵒᵘ wAAaant thEm▀to geGEt i̸̳̻̒͌N."
