Below them, in red text: “Warning: Reality instability may occur.”
The world pixelated, rebuilt itself from scratch. Shibuya returned, bustling and beautiful. His knuckles bled again. The rope launcher jammed. A Yakuza drone swooped overhead.
Shinji smiled, hid the Mod Menu deep in a subfolder of his mind, and grappled after the drone the old-fashioned way.
Then, his Heads-Up Display flickered. A new icon pulsed in the corner of his vision: a small, shimmering wrench labeled .