You awaken not on a heavenly mountaintop, not amidst hell-fire and brimstone, but inside a metal box. The air hums with electricity. Lights flicker across panels surrounding you, casting everything in a strange green glow. Your body feels heavy, unfamiliar, weak—clad only in a lightweight suit of a material you cannot name.
As you struggle upright, your eyes fall on a figure crouched nearby. Emaciated, hollow-eyed, and surrounded by a tangle of cables and flickering screens, he regards you with a mixture of curiosity and hunger.
“I… I’ve been waiting,” the man rasps, his voice thin and trembling. “Welcome to the E.D.N.—the Electronic Domain Network. I am… Vile. Administrator, guardian… prisoner, perhaps.”
Memories of another life stir, fragmentary at first, then clearer: code and logic, virtual realms, worlds built from thought and keystroke. But here, in this facility, none of that matters. Reality presses in with cold, metallic finality.
Vile takes a step forward, offering a crooked, desperate smile. His hands tremble as he adjusts a panel, the air around him buzzing with static and faint, greenish light.
You notice a sharp shard of metal nearby, glinting in the flickering glow. A choice hangs before you:
Will you seize it and strike at Vile, ending his lonely dominion with one desperate act? Or will you step away, leaving the Silo and its lonely administrator in peace, choosing restraint over violence?
The hum of electricity grows louder, thrumming through your veins, as though the very room awaits your decision.
you can stab Vile with the metal shard, or leave the Silo in peace…
But the choice remains:
Do you Kill vile and crawl back into the cryopod, to awaken the hero of the digital world and resume your fantastical life, a legend in the E.D.N.?
Or do you step out of the facility, into the real world, and start an adventure that is entirely your own, no code or script to guide you—only the unknown?