Everybody is one of themselves. You are who you are, nothing more, nothing less. What if I tell you there's another side to yourself; another person? Like a flip of a coin, a different face; a different side.

What would a machine feel with its own conscious? Happy? Fear? Or even, love? Would a machine still be a machine when it has its own choice to take any paths to the unknown future?

The 'unknown' person inside of you are now the enemies that's going to destroy everything. You're the only one that could defeat 'yourself', what would you do? This is a story of me... against the darkness.