It succeeds because it takes its premise seriously. The world feels real because the consequences feel real. You are not a hero. You are a lost tourist in a world built for pleasure, armed only with a freezing flower and a rapidly fading moral compass.

The status light flickered from Critical Red to a calm, steady Blue .

He went to the computer terminal to check the logs.

"They see you," the succubus warned. "Your mind... it shines too brightly. You are a beacon."