This is a story about the inflated social constructs that many of us feed from our own energy.

Born in an incubator, living among inflated bubbles. During their lifetime, some of them have already burst and some are just going to. The irony is that you feed them with your energy yourself, inflating each of the bubbles. Will the hero be able to get out of this incubator and at what price?

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