Darkness.
A man in a tan duster walks along a winding forest path, the leaves crunching under his boots with each step. His eyes dart nervously around, as if he's expecting something to jump out at him from behind a tree. As he walks, he notices the sky darkening above him, clouds gathering in a swirling vortex of black and gray.
Fire.
A young woman watches in horror as her home burns to the ground. She can feel the heat of the flames on her face, see the smoke curling up into the sky. Her family and friends are trapped inside, and she knows there's nothing she can do to save them. She falls to her knees, tears streaming down her face, as she watches everything she loves go up in smoke.
Rain.
A long figure weaves through the forest, their footsteps quiet and deliberate. They move with the grace of a predator, their eyes scanning the trees for any sign of prey. As the rain begins to fall, they pause for a moment, letting the water soak through their hair.
Trapped.
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A feather falls from the sickly dragon's wings as it wheezes in pain. Its feathers are dull and frayed, its eyes sunken and lifeless. The dragon knows it doesn't have much time left, but it can't bring itself to give up hope.
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A flash.
The man jumps as lightning strikes a nearby tree, splitting it in half and sending shards of wood flying. He shields his face from the debris, heart pounding in his chest.
Pain.
The man trips over a gnarled root, hitting his head on a broken fence post. He feels a sharp pain in the back of his skull and staggers to his feet, feeling disoriented and confused.
Error-
The man stumbles forward, almost blindly, until he stumbles into an old building. It's dark and damp inside, the air thick with the scent of mold and decay.
Failure.
Suddenly, the building is engulfed in a bright light, blinding the man. He stumbles back, shielding his eyes, but he can't escape the brilliance of the light.
{Error}
{Memory damage detected, removing corruption}
{Success. Scanning host body…}
{Warning: Host body unsuitable for C.O.R.E. program and interface, reconstructive measures necessary…}
{Warning: Host death imminent, beginning emergency transfer}
Darkness.
The man opens his eyes to a void, feeling weightless and disoriented. He tries to scream, but no sound comes out of his mouth. The void stretches out endlessly in every direction, a vast expanse of nothingness.
{Welcome Host, the CORE is currently running at ERR% efficiency, please prepare for awakening}
Wet.
The man suddenly feels as if he's drowning, water filling his lungs and suffocating him. He thrashes around, desperate for air, until he realizes that he's surrounded by a thick, gelatinous substance. It's sticky and warm, and he feels it squishing between his fingers as he tries to claw his way out.
{Success, welcome Host}
{Error, Host has no ORIGIN connection. Error, Host has no CORE}
{ERROR}