Chapter III: Into the Wilds The holographic camera drone hovered silently before me, its lens fixed on my face. I adjusted my hair—a cascade of chestnut hues that fell neatly over my shoulders—and took a deep breath. My emerald-green blouse caught the ambient light perfectly, and the soft makeup I’d applied added just the right amount of polish to my look. Authenticity with professionalism—that was my signature. “Hey, eve...

𝐂h𝐚p𝐭e𝐫 𝐈: I𝐧t𝐨 𝐭h𝐞 𝐅r𝐨s𝐭 The neon glow of Dhaka bled through the blinds, painting streaks of pink and blue across the walls of my room. It was a city that never slept, a symphony of sound and light, its pulse echoing faintly even within the cocoon of my apartment. But in here, amidst my carefully arranged studio space, I commanded a different kind of noise—the noise of digital worlds and the people who lived within them....