In a setting where memories are stored inside a chip people
can switch bodies and continue to live on indefinitely. As well as replace
memories with new ones that were purchased from other people. Few can take advantage
of this because the technology is only accessible to the wealthy. Sometimes the poor have to sell their memories and even their very own bodies in
order make ends meet and hope that one day their family can afford to place
their memory chip inside a new body. A girl named Chroniko sells off her body to
help her aunt who adopted her after her own mother died. Unfortunately the
operation was carried out by a corrupt doctor who decided not to send her chip
home to her family (most likely so he could sell her memories). After a turn of events her body becomes inhabited by the protagonist who inserted his memory chip into her "empty" head
In this pivotal scene Chroniko's adoptive mother plays a musical number and remembers all of the times she had together with her family. The performance comes to an abrupt halt as the guilt becomes too much to bear and the realization of what has been taken from her hits her with uncompromising finality. A truly heart wrenching scene made all the more so by the stark contrast of the happy little clavier. I don’t know if I should consider myself fortunate for being able to steel myself against such a scene by donning the armor of an unfeeling brute. In spite of all that this scene has left an everlasting impression on me.
Because real art should bring people to their knees.
In this pivotal scene Chroniko's adoptive mother plays a musical number and remembers all of the times she had together with her family. The performance comes to an abrupt halt as the guilt becomes too much to bear and the realization of what has been taken from her hits her with uncompromising finality. A truly heart wrenching scene made all the more so by the stark contrast of the happy little clavier. I don’t know if I should consider myself fortunate for being able to steel myself against such a scene by donning the armor of an unfeeling brute. In spite of all that this scene has left an everlasting impression on me.
Because real art should bring people to their knees.
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