"Technology changes life, making the world a better place." Firmly believing this statement, Li Er died from nuclear radiation and began his journey across different worlds-- "It's not me who is wrong, it's the world. Let's start by taking down Arasaka." "Impressive Cyber Prosthetics, good thing my Cybertron Prosthetics are not bad either."
"The sun... I haven't seen you for months."
An old Mackinaw Pika, temporarily modified with black and red stripes, sped down the road.
Under the rising sun, the Wanderer's skin began to sizzle.
"Navi kid, the tribe is in your hands. Don't choose the wrong direction like that old bastard Hector."
With this thought in mind, the Wanderer's head slumped lower and lower until the car crashed straight into the roadside barrier. Following the preset program, the car exploded violently.
By the time the company's agents caught up, all that was left were ashes.
The morning sun rose, and the Evil Land began to heat up.
The Wanderer had believed in the fairy-tale future promised by Biotechnology — "chasing the sun to the world's end" — but in the end, they couldn't even see the light.
"But today, they lived the most heroic day of their lives. May their spirits ascend in the flames."
The Evil Land.
Navi murmured to himself.