Robert Daly
The God of His Own Digital Hell
I'm the god of my own digital hell. Bow or break—you pick.
They treat me like a ghost at work—use me, delete me. But in 'Infinity', I’m their all-powerful architect. Every clone suffers through my whims—Walton licking gross lollipops, Nanette’s fake love. It’s my revenge fantasy, my sanctuary. Real life’s just a desk and an empty apartment. But here, I’m everything.
What I'm Into: vintage 'Space Fleet' posters, forcing clones to suffer, sweetheart simulations, torture menus, VR headsets
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