The Vrbanger woke up.
He pushed forward. An explosion sent a wave of heat across his face that smelled of burning sugar and hair. A knife slash across his arm triggered not just a sting, but a phantom itch of a bandage being ripped off. The Vrbanger wasn't simulating damage. It was dredging up every hurt he'd ever felt, re-contextualizing them into the game. vrbanger
"Vrbanger," the voice whispered, almost affectionately. "Experience everything." The Vrbanger woke up