He descended from the heavens silhouetted by the morning sun. All I can see clearly of him is his shining red eyes. He says my soul is forfeit. I ask to which soul is he referring. He did not laugh. He instead loosed beams of energy. I dodged, they followed. Hit my heart and shattered it to pieces. He tells me my soul is his. I laugh.
"So what can save you now?"
Kafuka.ME is a general instance that has a few 'highlight focuses':
and Emulation/Retro Computing!