Virus: Polyrigam

Virus: Polyrigam

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"Look, there's a reason we got those fortunes. Call it luck, call it fate, call it destiny, we need to defeat it. The whole of Cyberspace is deteriorating, if we don't stop it, who will?" Welcome to Ronnota, a new country created after the Cyber-War. The world has technologically advanced to a dangerous stage and the government of Ronnota is just coming to terms with their power. A dangerous computer virus has accidently been leaked by the government and has now fallen into the hands of dangerous men. Meanwhile, the country is oblivious to the leak as it struggles to rebuild a fallen city. As the Virus spreads, the Cyber-apocalypse begins and society mal-functions without the use of tech. Four codes, when set in the correct algorithms, are said to reboot the system, wiping the virus and restarting Ronnota's system. Four random strangers are all prophesied to save the world but with the world turning against them at the flick of a switch, will they save the world in time?
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