"Back in my day, you had to kill your enemies face to face and watch their last breath escape their body with your own eyes! Kids these days are spoiled with this VR crap!" Uncle Jin reprimanded. "Luxin, you are the only disciple of I, the Moon-" Luxin hummed a new tune from Dragon Days, thinking of how he'll repair his old custom Fender.

'There should be a guitar repair shop near the university...'

"-used to rip their spines out first and their soul second." Seeing the empty look on Luxin's eyes, his anger flared. "If you have enough energy to think, you have enough energy to move! Fifty more rounds of the [Moonfiend Dance].