🜃 //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//🜃