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Following the system assistant’s directives, players engage in monotonous, mechanical tasks, deciphering patterns within repeating signals - yet hidden within these so-called "anomalies" lies something profound: traces of existence, remnants of life that the endless cycles of the universe breeds.  

When Sisyphus' stone transforms into an endless stream of system commands on a pixelated abyss, every click becomes a quiet defiance against absurdity - we return to the foot of the mountain again and again. Our mountain needs no peak, only the courage to embrace the climb that never ends.