Survive. Feel. Be found.
"I found her," Kaito whispered, not understanding. "The last user of Eden's Ash. It was you." sumire kawai icdv
His name was Kaito. A human archivist, pale from lack of sun, with ink-stained fingers and eyes that held a different kind of hunger. He wasn’t after Chimera. He was after the memory of a lost virtual world—a MMO called "Eden’s Ash" that had been scrubbed from the net a decade ago. He kept fragments on a dented, antique laptop. Survive
Survive. Feel. Be found.
"I found her," Kaito whispered, not understanding. "The last user of Eden's Ash. It was you."
His name was Kaito. A human archivist, pale from lack of sun, with ink-stained fingers and eyes that held a different kind of hunger. He wasn’t after Chimera. He was after the memory of a lost virtual world—a MMO called "Eden’s Ash" that had been scrubbed from the net a decade ago. He kept fragments on a dented, antique laptop.