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A digital landscape of endless sunrise, where silhouettes of people held hands, their faces blurred but their emotions vivid. It was beautiful—yet eerily sterile. The D‑Lovers had already uploaded five of the missing engineers. Their consciousnesses floated in this artificial paradise, unaware that they were trapped.

“Because I lost my sister to a ‘system error’—a glitch that erased her from every record. I’m here to make sure no one else gets erased without a trace.” The two formed an uneasy partnership. Over the next three days, they chased leads through Innyuuden’s underbelly: abandoned data farms in the old industrial district, neon‑lit nightclubs where the D‑Lovers recruited, and the sleek headquarters of KuroTech —the megacorp that owned most of the city’s neural interfaces. -D-LOVERS -Nishimaki Tohru-- Mai -Innyuuden-

And every night, as the city’s neon turned to amber and the rain fell soft on the rooftops, they would meet on that same balcony, sharing stories, laughter, and the quiet certainty that love—dangerous, messy, beautiful—was something no machine could ever truly replicate. A digital landscape of endless sunrise, where silhouettes