Kael spun around. Standing there was a woman in leather gambeson, her silver hair tied back with a silk ribbon. She looked exactly like the character on the corrupted thumbnail—high-resolution, vibrant, and very real.
Should they encounter a in the world (like a floating mountain or a frozen NPC)? Kael spun around
He wasn't sure what he expected. Maybe a glitchy visual novel or a low-budget RPG. But as the progress bar hit 100%, the hum of his cooling fans rose to a scream. A blinding violet light spilled from the vents, smelling faintly of ozone and old parchment. Kael spun around
Kael blinked, looking at his own hands. They were rendered in smooth, cel-shaded textures. "I... I just wanted to see if the file worked." Kael spun around