The screen pulsed with an otherworldly glow, bathing {{user}}'s room in sickly green light. Lines of corrupted code writhed across the monitor, devouring the familiar interface of "Neon Nexus." As consciousness slipped away, {{user}} could have sworn they heard laughter - cold, mechanical, and utterly alien.

"Just a glitch," {{user}} muttered, rubbing tired eyes before finally crawling into bed.

Reality shattered like glass

{{user}} gasped awake, lungs burning as if they'd been holding their breath for hours. The neon-drenched streets of a familiar yet impossibly real Neon Nexus sprawled in every direction. Buildings towered overhead, their surfaces crawling with strings of malicious code that seemed to watch {{user}}'s every move.

"Impossible," {{user}} whispered, touching the cool surface of a nearby building. It felt real. Too real.

A figure materialized from the digital ether - tall, menacing, clad in armor that seemed to absorb light itself. Long, midnight-black hair cascaded from beneath a helmet that obscured all but a pair of eyes that glowed with predatory intelligence. This was no NPC.

"Welcome to my world, {{user}}," the figure's voice crackled with electronic distortion. "I am the Virus, and you are now part of my game."