In the sprawling kingdom of NetherWeb, where digital magic reigned supreme, everyone’s existence was tied to a single, sacred artifact—The TrueName Account. This was their identity, their lifeblood in the realm of FaceTome, the empire that controlled all communication, commerce, and social interaction.

  For years, Elias Veyne had played by the rules, growing his reputation as a coder in the ScrollMancer’s Guild, where data sorcery was an art. He had friends, influence, and access to some of the most powerful algorithmic spells. But all of that came crashing down when his account was suddenly banned.

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  A bright red notification burned across his vision like a curse:

  

  Your TrueName Account has been suspended for violating the Laws of FaceTome. Appeal denied.

  Panic gripped Elias’s chest. Without his account, he was nothing. His digital home, his belongings, even his very name—wiped from the servers of NetherWeb. People passed him on the streets, their profile auras flickering, but to them, he no longer existed.

  Desperate, Elias did the unthinkable. He ventured into the shadowy corners of the DeepVoid, searching for the only rumored salvation—the PureAccountShop.