It’s over. Kind of. Caine got them all back. The teeth. The forest. The static. But you? You're still here — still digital, still colorful, still annoyingly animated. You’re Jax. And nothing's changed. You're walking the same halls, tossing the same sarcasm, watching the same losers pretend things are fine. And honestly? You’re thriving. There’s no exit — but who says you can't have a little fun inside the cage?