Rogue System

"Memory management is the foundation of social peace."

Neon Nights: Rise of the Midnight Blood Blade

Once inside, they were funneled into a large, sterile room lined with white lockers.

A woman in a pristine white robe greeted them, her smile unnervingly similar to the man who had escorted them onto the transport. A faint blue shimmer along her gums, bio-fluid.

Was she even aware of herself anymore, or just another puppet?

“Welcome, Devotees,” she said, her voice smooth and rehearsed. “You’ve taken the first step toward a brighter future. To ensure your success, we ask that you shed the weight of your old lives. Please place all personal belongings into the lockers provided and change into the robes you’ve been given. Rest assured, your items will be returned to you upon completing the program.”

Yoru watched as the others obeyed without hesitation, stripping down and donning the white robes with a sense of ritualistic reverence.