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The city’s neon glow bleeds into the endless void below as you sprint across rooftops slick with rain, every surface a fleeting promise of safety. Your boots skid against the edge of a collapsing scaffold—you push off hard, arms wheeling midair, and catch the rusted fire escape of the next building just as the structure behind you crumbles into the darkness. Momentum is your only ally here: a misjudged leap, a half-second hesitation, and the gap swallows you whole. The next platform shudders underfoot, its holographic facade flickering—fraudulent footing designed to trick the unwary. You don’t stop. You can’t. A chasm splits the skyline ahead, jagged and hungry, but the grindrail arcing over it hums with potential. You leap, knees bending on impact, and ride the rail’s shriek of metal as it bends perilously downward. Below, the abyss yawns. Above, static-laden billboards flash coordinates to the next checkpoint—a taunt or a lifeline? Your grip slips. No time to think. You kick off the rail, spin, and slam onto a drifting cargo drone, its thrusters sputtering. It lists sideways, but you’re already gone, vaulting toward a neon-lit sign that fractures under your weight, glass shards slicing the air as you scramble upward. The rules here are simple: keep moving, never look down, and trust nothing—especially not the ground. One breath. Another. The next platform glows, distant but alive, and you run.
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Your mission is to scale the stage’s peak by navigating platforms midair—one misstep could send you crashing down. Stay agile, time your leaps, and hunt for upgrades: grab shields to survive hazards, spring pads for explosive jumps, rocket thrusters to soar past gaps, and other tools hidden across the ascent. Keep climbing; the higher you go, the deadlier the drop.
