I fell into the world of cyberpunk games

“In modern times, we call the deep world of the net, cyberspace, the sea.

And even there, the deepest area of darkness, where system security devices, bank cryptocurrencies, and corporate confidential information are sleeping, is called The Deep.

Naturally, the titles for cyberspace explorers who were previously called net runners and data cowboys were also consolidated into one.”

“Net Diver.”

“This is a figurative expression, but at the same time very real. Dives into cyberspace are very similar to what deep-sea divers did in the past. I’ve never really dived, so there’s no way to prove it.”

“First of all, you need to prepare enough safety devices. Cyberspace is a completely different space from the real world, and just accepting that information can burn your brain.

A diving machine to adjust the sensory load, a navigating system to recognize the coordinates of the whole brain world, a detour program to help you dodge an attack when you encounter a malfunctioning system or virus, and, in the worst case, crazy artificial intelligence… . There are a lot of things you need to have in your diving socket.”

“And above all, we need divers-divers who have been trained for a long time with great talent. Not everyone can dive into cyberspace.

A sense of space that can perceive the digital realm composed of 0 and 1 in three dimensions, athletic ability and stamina to move under heterogeneous pressure, and a healthy body.

A constitution that does not suffer from 3D motion sickness, and a strong mental ability to adapt anywhere.”

“All of these are requirements for certified net divers. Even those who have completed all the preparations and cyberdive while meeting these conditions, not a small number of them die in the digital world with their sockets burned out.”

“Cyberspace is definitely a land of dreams and opportunities. There is such a saying. We were born too late to explore Earth and too early to explore space.

But maybe he was born at just the right time to explore cyberspace. In contrast to the stagnant and unchanging reality, in cyberspace, everything is new and different.”

“A new opportunity is synonymous with a new crisis. Never underestimate the digital universe and the deep sea of the Net. There were natives in the new continent, and it is half certain that extraterrestrial life will exist in the universe.

So, what is cyberspace? There is only one thing I can say for sure. The deeper you go, the more dangerous it is.”

“That is the law of cyberspace.”

-Some of the quotes left after retirement by Dusk Watch’s certified first-class net diver, Khazar Days.

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Somehow I’m out of breath

No matter how much I opened my mouth and nose, no air was coming in.

As he bent over and longed for air and oxygen, he barely began to breathe.

And then I was able to take my eyelids off.

… When I opened my eyes again, it was pitch black.

You fall into the darkness where your eyesight when you open and when you close your eyes are indistinguishable from each other.

If it is a fall, it must fall from the top to the bottom. Because of gravity, gravitational force.

But at this moment, my body seemed to have no mass.

falls upwards Soaring into the sky was originally meant to be a flight rather than a fall, but it wasn’t this time.

fall up and then to the side. diagonally. With curves that are difficult to express in one direction and a distorted geometric trajectory… .

It feels like riding a helicopter in a storm, driven by a bullet taxi driver at a speed of 100 km/h in the city center.

I don’t even know what bullshit is. That thought just came to my mind.

In the dizzying stream where vomit seemed to pour out at any moment, I thought I wanted to stop now.

I imagine a solid platform beneath my feet and a ground on which gravity acts to hold my body from flying away.

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───Thump.

and landed

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My body was no longer trembling. At least, it was emotionally.

In the pitch black darkness, I stood upright, stepping on an unidentified ground that suddenly appeared.

When I touched it with my foot, it was firm and flat. It’s like stepping on a smooth marble floor.

… Maybe this is me?

It was quite an exquisite timing to think that it would not be so.

With a feeling of dubiousness, I thought that my eyes would be brighter.

That alone didn’t change much, I was like, ‘Ah, that’s right.’ I imagined the way my eyes brightened brightly.

Coo, coo, thump!

And it really brightened up.

When you watch a movie, don’t you suddenly hear a loud noise in a dark space and the lights turn on in sequence?

It felt similar. Not just a light bulb, but something else that lights up and flashes.

A line of light draws down the world.

A beam of light pouring from top to bottom, a lattice of neon signs stabbing from left to right.

The streak of light that endlessly fills the horizontal and vertical lines created a grid pattern.

Sometimes it looks like the green stripes of 0’s and 1’s you see in movies like The Matrix, and then it looks like a chessboard dyed in gray and black and white.

In a blink of an eye, it shines with fifty thousand colors that are difficult to describe in words, and unique electric signs, causing a frown with an overwhelming amount of light.

Cobwebs of three-dimensional polygonal vector graphics that fill the floor, ceiling, and ever-expanding field of view. An endless sequence of data.

A flood of contradictory cognitions and sensations that rush in like waves, as if hitting with a hammer, or as if I am being sucked into the surrounding space.

I muttered as I grabbed my pink and blue hair.

“… cyberspace.”

And—Cyberdive.

A dive into the vast cyberspace known only to net divers.

was recognizable at first sight. You wouldn’t know unless your eyes were a fool.

It was clear. I was in cyberspace now.

I couldn’t even search and navigate at a rudimentary level to find auction sites on the net, so I asked Tony to find the address.

I, from the 21st century, who was completely ignorant of the net and cyberspace, reached the other side of the world called the abyss of the net.

Cyberdive that only net divers who have undergone rigorous training and education that surpass astronauts can do it,

It also succeeded in the blink of an eye without the aid of any facilities, assistive devices, systems or artificial intelligence.

“… You will come back.”

The stream of consciousness goes straight to the tiny microchip that makes a loud presence in the head.

The last-minute click of the switch has not yet been forgotten.

At this point, I have to admit it.

To be sure, it was never defective.

If what I’ve been through so far isn’t a fantasy or a dream, this prefrontal cortex cyberware is unquestionably a world-changing thing.

Supersensory perception alone was beyond my imagination, but now it’s a naked cyber dive. This is a level that completely goes against the existing paradigm.

No matter how technologically advanced Megacorp is, how did Milicia create such a thing?

Obviously, it seems to be over-technology that has surpassed the existing level of science.

Why did you make something like this, put it in my brain, and still haven’t found it?

What are the programs, the commands and codes entered on this tiny supercomputer? .

But it was a question that could not be answered.

As if the current strange state could not be maintained for long, a familiar headache pierced the skull and sounded the alarm.

Yes, for now, we need to solve the problem in front of us first.

When I closed my eyes, I never imagined that I would be dragged into cyberspace. There had never been anything like this before.

But it probably didn’t mean that you dived for no reason.

Perhaps the solution to the crisis in the outside world lies within this digital world.

Even if it’s not, you have to believe it first.

A vast sea of networks created by combining fragments of the collapsed Internet and the newly formed roots of the Net.

Isn’t it an unknown new world that even the famous Dusk Watch has not fully explored?

All nets in the world are based in cyberspace, so there is a rumor that all data in the world can also find its existence at the bottom of cyberspace.

This means that Alexandra Amadeus Schneider’s biometric ID may also be found here.

“Alexandra.”

It was named after a blonde-haired noblewoman. It just feels like my body is twisted and pulled away.

A cyberpunk world where even humans upload data into data.

A person’s genetic information, physical characteristics, life history and current situation. All of them exist in cyberspace.

I caught a glimpse of the history of a woman named Alexandra Amadeus Schneider in an instant.