I.T. Chronicles
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A computer virus from the early days of the computer age tries to come to life. But how? Why? What does he want? This is the story of overcoming heroes by force, who have to do everything to defend humanity from the grip of the terrible Barrotes, the destroyer of realities before the prophecy comes true. Are you ready for this battle?
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