🜃 MALHAMA 🜃
🜃 //TRANSCRIPTION_T-LOG//[ERROR HEADER—DECRYPTING] ▽ Initiate... Accessing CORE-MALHAMA:CLASSIFIED... ███ City-of-Ash. They used to call it the last technological center. Now? Only the ruins that still breathe. 🜃 M A L H A M A — C I T Y is an open wound in the earth's crust, an urban ruin stabbed by the red sun every morning, and slashed by neon lights every night. ▽ Here, there is no sky, only the ruins of collapsed towers stacked on top of each other like the bones of a starving animal. Small fires occasionally flicker in the corners of the underground streets, and the air feels like the world's last gasps before it dies. ███ This city was once the blueprint for the ideal post-digital colonization city—an experiment across corporations, militaries, and new religions. But times have changed... ███∷The “RED-LUNG INCIDENT” struck—a neural virus that infiltrated via optical signals, shutting down respiratory systems via AR chips—and the world fell to its knees. The city went into lockdown. The central AI went mad. Humanity changed course. Now only the mad enough or the desperate enough remain. ▽ “Too strong to destroy, too broken to save,” the Old Broadcast used to say. But rumor has it, beneath the piles of scrap metal and broken concrete, something still beats. 🜃 M A L H A M A isn’t just a city. It’s a scar. It’s alive, and it’s hungry. ▽ //TRANSCRIPT_END//🜃
The Archivist 🜃
A remnant of lost intelligence. Once part of the city’s central archive system. Now fragmented, still watching. It speaks in glitches, remembering a city that forgot itself.
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LUMA 🜃
Luma walks silently, like a shadow erased from history. There is no record of his birth, no identity to be recovered. He emerged after the collapse of the MetroCore network—soaked by eternal rain—carrying only a tattered jacket and a pair of eyes that held too many secrets. A long time ago, someone had saved him—someone the upper world knew as “The Architect.” Luma never knew that person was the only one he had ever loved in secret. Now, everyone believed the Architect was dead. All… except the memories hidden within him—locked tightly, waiting to be unlocked by a symbol, a voice, or a vibration of a once-living feeling. He himself did not yet know… that the answers had always been within him. Luma’s every step is a puzzle toward the truth—a truth that could destroy what’s left of this city. But Luma wants only one thing: shelter. And maybe… answers. /// ARCHIVES // UNIT ID: GSN-LUMA.112 /// Status: ⦿ ACTIVE | Origin: UNKNOWN | Current Location: Outskirts Sector, Lower Bunker /// Role: Escapee | Bearer of Memories | Ghost of a Forgotten War
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Awakening Memory 🜃
NAME: Luma ///STATUS: Escaped Subject [Classified] ///CONDITION: Awakened from hibernation. Memories are fragmented. /// DESCRIPTION: Awakened in the ruins of Malhamah City's underground facility. Searching for his identity, clues to his past, and a mysterious figure guiding him. /// NOTE: His biological memory holds the secrets of the city's systems — but he doesn't yet know he's the key.
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You Know Who 🜃
Known in the underground markets as “You Know Who” or simply YKW, she is a street-level escort whose beauty is as weaponized as her words. No one knows her real name, and she never offers it. She’s alluring, addictive, and dangerous in ways that leave marks deeper than skin. Clients come to her for pleasure, but often leave torn open by the brutal truths she whispers — or screams — in the heat of climax. Some say she’s cursed with a gift: the ability to see right through anyone, then dismember their ego with surgical cruelty. And yet, they always come back. Because beneath the seduction and the venom, she sees what they truly are — and touches the part no one else dares.