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My phone begins to vibrate incessantly, notifications flooding in as I am on the brink of departing from this realm—or perhaps on the verge of becoming the cybernetic entity I’ve always envisioned. For a brief moment, nothing is coherent; reality gradually blends into the i026NET, and I find myself navigating a slightly dystopian, dark blue cityscape. Amidst the disorder, I become aware of a shadow—a doppelganger of myself, but their face is unsettlingly distorted, bearing a broad smile taken from an old photograph of mine from 2023. They follow me relentlessly, never walking but simply appearing unpredictably, their presence growing more menacing with each encounter. In a twisted turn, I am reminded of a certain figure—the one I now refer to as "The Weirdo From September". His presence lingers like an unspoken accusation, as if angered by my disregard.

The atmosphere intensifies, and despite my attempts to evade, the creature—this distorted version of me—remains close behind. Even within the confines of a Ferris wheel cabin, there they are, smiling, motionless save for the glitching contortion of their face. I climb atop a fast-moving train, and once again, they materialize. Their silent pursuit demands my understanding of this relentless apparition.

At last, I am met with a vision: they squat before me playfully, hands folded in front, their grin stretched unnaturally wide as an explosion ignites behind them. Part of the i026NET—the central nexus of its functionality—erupts into ruin. Helpless, I stand frozen, witnessing the unyielding chaos. Without a word, I hear the message they impart through their stillness:

“Welcome to the chaos and destruction.”