The Switch vibrated one last time—a bone-shaking jolt—and the screen went pitch black. In the reflection of the handheld, Kenta saw his own face, but behind him, standing in the shadows of his bedroom, were two glowing red eyes and the faint glint of a sharpened blade. The NSP hadn't just installed a game; it had opened a door.
The neon-soaked streets of the futuristic metropolis were unusually quiet, but inside the digital circuits of a modified Nintendo Switch, a vengeful soul was awakening. Bloody Bunny The Game Switch NSP (RF) (eShop)
He sliced through waves of mindless mechanical dolls, the "RF" nature of the file revealing animations Kenta had never seen in censored clips online. The blood—if you could call the dark, oily substance that—didn't just disappear; it stained the screen, slowly obscuring Kenta’s view of the UI. The neon-soaked streets of the futuristic metropolis were