2047 is a mere statistic in a sea of billions - literally. Just like everyone else, her entire future is pre-written in a series of digits, and her actions are dictated by the code of the System that the city runs on. Just like everyone else, 2047 is normal. Until she isn’t. SYSTEM ERROR. 2047 DOES NOT EXIST. Who are you when the System glitches? Written by Brioche and illustrated by _rena.

R̸̮̗̺̞e҉̬n̡͎̠͇͔̼̬ͅa̟̞ 蕾娜出故障了_👁🗨 they You walk into the void, and you see a distorted figure.