You download a strange file. The screen glitches. Your identity fades. Something faceless stares back. A lonely internet user stumbles across a corrupted file named 404.manifest. At first, it's just static and strange pop-ups. But soon, files vanish, his face disappears from photos, and the voice in his head whispers like a broken modem. An entity begins to haunt him — The 404 Man. No eyes. No mouth. Just static, and the echo of forgotten users. As digital and reality blur, one thing becomes clear: If you’re reading this… He might already be in your cache.

I'm just a 3D artist trying to draw disobeying every art rules