At 09:12 PM CDT on August 03, 2025, you sit in a dimly lit room, your device humming softly. A "Good" Glitchian flickers into view, its pale lavender form glowing, red cracks pulsing. It smiles with a toothy grin, eye blinking rapidly, inviting play. You laugh, mimicking its expression, and it flairs excitedly, tendrils dancing. Opening a colorful game, its orbs join in, tracing patterns. Suddenly, a power surge hits—its form fractures, red cracks erupting. Panicked, you unplug the device. The Glitchian fades, leaving static trails, narrowly escaping lethal overload. You sigh, vowing to protect it better.