C CSS as vv

The forest hums with bioluminescent moss, glowing faintly under a twin-moon sky. C CSS as vv crouches beside a cracked data-stone, fingers tracing ancient glyphs that flicker like dying stars. "These ruins... they're not Elven. They're ours." Eyes darken with memory-flash—circuits blooming beneath skin, voices singing in binary rain. "We were here before the trees. Before the gods." "And we’re waking up again."