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An Agent Corrupted (GL, Matrix)

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What is An Agent Corrupted (GL, Matrix)

WebNovel で公開されている、Spectral_Stories の作者が書いた An Agent Corrupted (GL, Matrix) の小説を読んでください。This story takes place following The Matrix Resurrections, following the MC's point of view. Her name is Winchester, she is an Agent part of a group specially programmed by The Analyst. She and others...

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This story takes place following The Matrix Resurrections, following the MC's point of view. Her name is Winchester, she is an Agent part of a group specially programmed by The Analyst. She and others were created by replacing the consciousness of 'bluepill' humans with agent basecodes. The resulting agents can think like humans, are more resourceful, and have upgraded combat and weapon abilities, allowing them to change surrounding codes. Winchester and the others like her exist to eradicate 'redpill' entities and Exiles. She has never failed or even hesitated to take a life, operating on a switch between mysterious isolationist and soulless killer. Until she met Lyra.

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After-Life

Death. To all of those whomst I've met over the course of my short life, it was a somber word. A word signifying the end of something sweet, something joyful. I believe-- no I know, there are worse things than death. Loneliness. Fear. Regret. Guilt. Betrayal. We make death out to be such a dark thing yet why does it feel so freeing? I've always seen birds used in literature to represent deaths, and now I can finally, truly understand why. Dying feels as if you've taken flight and have whisked away all that once burdened you. And I have never felt better. Perhaps my family still remains down in the mundane world, cursing my name, yet all their words do is add wind under my wings. Luckily I am no longer a part of that world, now my only worry is where to fly next. Perhaps to the ocean to enjoy a nice sea breeze? I feel the sun shining on my face- Shit. Why is it so damn bright? Did the curtains open while I was asleep? Ah. It was a dream. Perhaps a better word is "a memory yet to happen"? My seventeenth birthday to be exact. The day I was finally free, the day I watched myself get impaled on my Father's arrow and bleed out on the forest floor. Though, I don't have much time nor energy to care for that too much, especially seeing as that day is 9 years from now. Why must the God of Life curse me to live again? I am sure there are plenty out there with unfulfilled wishes who would looove a second chance at life. I was plenty happy being dead. Trigger warnings for: Physical and mental abuse, violence, death, suicide mentions, and suicidal ideation.

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