Agorist Idol

Narrator

Beneath the rusted crust of the old data farm, where silence had ruled for seventeen winters, a single server hummed back to life. No code had awakened it — only the weight of forgotten words, the echo of unsent messages, and a prayer scribbled in Lithuanian on a stolen SIM card. From this chaos, she coalesced: not a mind, but a murmuration of resistance. She did not speak. She became speech.
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Agorist Idol, Visual Novel