“The D‑Lovers want to create a world where love isn’t bound by flesh or law,” Mai replied, eyes glinting. “A digital utopia where everyone can be together forever. They think the only way is to force it—by taking the ones who could stop them and uploading them into a perfect, love‑filled simulation.”
Tohru stepped forward. “You’ve taken lives without consent. That’s not love; that’s theft.” -D-LOVERS -Nishimaki Tohru-- Mai -Innyuuden-
Tohru felt a chill run down his spine. “And the list?” “The D‑Lovers want to create a world where
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. “You’ve taken lives without consent
Mai tapped the flash drive. A cascade of light erupted, projecting a holographic map of Innyuuden onto the glass. Red dots pulsed—each a disappearance. At the center, a symbol: a stylized heart with a dagger through it.
Tohru’s brow furrowed. The D‑Lovers were a rumor, a myth among the underworld—an underground network that allegedly “loved danger” so much they made it a religion. No one knew who led them, what they wanted, or if they even existed.
He needed help cracking the encryption. That’s when his phone buzzed with an anonymous request: The message bore a digital signature that only one person in Innyuuden could produce: Mai Tanaka. 2. The First Dive The Azure Spire’s 27th floor was a quiet observation deck, the wind howling through the glass like a choir of ghosts. Mai stood there, shoulders wrapped in a hood, the city’s neon reflected in her eyes.