Game... START!
The cold windswept streets of the Nexus, a perfect setting for the ultimate game. Full of defunct cities, abandoned factories, ancient groves, it was a game designer's dream. It would prove unwise to grant certain dreams.
"Ahh, a new place for Chronicle to begin! Though one must consider, what is the market like here? I do not see many corporations around... No matter, the Genm Corporation will dominate all."
The wind howls, stirring up leaves around an ominous clock. It ticks mechanically, the hands all approaching midnight.
"I certainly hope those defects aren't running around still."
The clock reads 11:45.