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Chapter 263: Chapter 262: Growth

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”Is Cyberpsychosis really that terrifying? You just lose your mind and stop recognizing your own people?”

”Holy crap, the way Haruto directed this was incredible. The visual contrast between the peaceful, golden wilderness in Maine’s mind and the brutal reality of him standing dazed in a literal hail of bullets... I’m actually reeling.”

”Dorio... she made me cry. She saw people shooting at Maine while he was spaced out and tried to shield him with her own body. She never could have imagined she’d be the one Maine would accidentally execute with a headshot.”

”I should have known better than to trust Haruto. The first five episodes felt like a stylish gang life, then episode six hits us with this tragedy.”

”I’m literally staring at my screen in shock...”

A flood of messages filled the forums, but on the television screen, the story continued without mercy.

David, despite having the perfect chance to use his Sandevistan to escape with Lucy, chose to charge back into the fire to rescue Maine. He burst into the room.

”Maine!” David screamed.

A stray bullet whistled past his temple. Maine’s vacant, unfocused eyes drifted toward the boy’s direction.

”Oh, it’s you, David. You’re not hurt, are you?” Maine’s voice was calm, but his pupils failed to lock onto David’s figure.

In Maine’s reality, he was still standing in that endless, golden field. Except now, David had appeared there with him. Maine began piling up all the ammunition he had scavenged from the fallen police officers, placing Dorio’s body atop the heap. In his fractured mind, they were logs for a funeral pyre, a final tribute to the woman he loved.

”We have to go, Maine!” David pleaded, his voice thick with desperation. ”If we stay, you’re going to die!”

The golden sun beat down on the hallucination of the pyre where the beautiful Dorio lay. David and Maine stood together. Maine looked at the boy in his vision and smiled, a genuine, tired smile.

”I’m done running, kid. Death is already here.”

”Then I’m staying,” David declared, drawing his pistol. He refused to abandon his mentor. Even though the city’s Max-Tac units, had already been deployed, and staying meant certain death, David chose to fight to the end.

Despite his resolve, the hand holding the gun was trembling uncontrollably.

”Maine, if we stand together, we can take them! To hell with Max-Tac! Let them come!”

”You’re not there yet, David. This is my finish line, not yours,” Maine said, reaching out to touch the boy’s cheek in the hallucination. He looked at his protege with a mixture of pride and pity. ”But you... you have to keep living. You’re faster than anyone I’ve ever known. So go on. Run.”

Sakura watched the screen, her heart aching. Though she was a girl and didn’t always connect with the gritty ”brotherhood” tropes of action series, the bond between these two was undeniably deep. The characterization of Maine in these final moments was masterful.

The doors to the room were breached. A stray round ignited the massive pile of ammunition Maine had gathered. A thunderous explosion ripped through the top floor of the skyscraper, a roar of fire and steel.

Down in the parking garage, Lucy waited for the boy to return. Finally, David emerged. He climbed into the car, clutching a heavy, metallic bundle.

It was Maine’s hands, his massive, cybernetic iron forearms. David buried his face in his hands, his body wracked with sobs. The contrast between the boy’s crushing grief and the girl’s immense relief at his safety was a dagger to the heart of the viewers.

The screen flickered, and the ending theme for Cyberpunk: Edgerunners Episode 6 began to play.

Sakura sat frozen, only then snapping back to her senses.

’Wait. Is it... over? Just like that?’

She blinked at the screen, her expression a mask of bewilderment. When you are truly immersed in a story, the sense of time disappears. But immediately following the shock, a wave of emotion surged within her. She was ready to declare this a masterpiece.

Compared to the first five episodes, the character depth, the emotional resonance, and the animation were on a completely different level.

The early episodes established the setting and told the audience that being a ”Cyberpunk” was a dangerous, one-way street, but those were just words. Episode six, and the death of Maine, brought that world to life. The crushing truth of the lifestyle, the terror of cybernetic rejection, and the Cyberpsychosis were all given a face in Maine.

He was David’s boss, his father figure. But now, as the credits rolled, every viewer was forced to draw a line from Maine’s tragic end to David’s inevitable future.

This was the essence of Cyberpunk.

As the episode ended, the fanbase remained in a state of emotional paralysis.

”Guys, what do I do? I can’t sleep.”

”I feel like my soul just got put through a paper shredder.”

”Night City is so twisted. The wealthy are literal monsters who treat people like cattle, while the ’punks’ who turn themselves into machines are the only ones left with human souls. The irony is killing me.”

”Maine and Dorio... I loved them so much. Why did they have to go out like that in only episode six?”

”The animation in those last five minutes was legendary. The budget for this episode must have been insane. Every frame was a work of art.”

”The dialogue between Maine and David in the hallucination was so trippy. Maine was already gone, seeing explosives as firewood and a war zone as a field, yet his subconscious still recognized David. That hit me hard.”

”This is the best Cyberpunk story I’ve ever watched. Every novel I’ve read in this genre feels like a rough draft compared to this.”

”Remember back in the early episodes when David joked about wanting Maine’s arms? Maine told him he could have them when he died. We all thought it was just banter, but the ending of this episode made it a haunting reality.”

”And that cliffhanger! We still don’t know what Lucy saw in Tanaka’s memories. Haruto is a sadist.”

”Maine is gone. How can the story even continue from here?”

”I have a bad feeling about this, guys. I think this show is heading toward a ’Depression Ending’ for sure.”

”Shut up! Just because Maine’s story was a tragedy doesn’t mean David’s has to be!”

For the rest of the night, the discussion regarding episode six was relentless. From fan groups and the forums to the official Haru-Yuki Animation and Tokyo TV1 websites, the internet was a wildfire of theories and mourning.

The characters, David, Lucy, Maine, Dorio, were the only things anyone wanted to talk about. No one even bothered to ask about the ratings.

The fans knew it didn’t matter. If a show of Terminal Descent’s caliber could pull a 4.59%, then Edgerunners Episode 6 was practically guaranteed to be in a league of its own.

Meanwhile, the production teams of Haruto’s rivals sat in their studios in silence.

As professionals, they recognized the caliber of what they had just seen. Looking at the volume of social media engagement for Cyberpunk, the Big Three felt a cold chill of familiarity. This was exactly how Madoka Magica had started. Episode three was the hook; episode six was the wildfire.

The following morning, the official ratings for episode six were released: 4.86%.

The moment the data went public, Haruto’s haters were silenced.

Many of them had already prepared hit pieces, waiting for the moment Edgerunners fell behind the racing anime so they could flood the internet with ”I told you so” articles. Now, they felt like fools.

There was no way to argue with these numbers.

On the forums, the user rating for the series jumped from a 9.1 to a 9.4 in a single day. The media, previously skeptical, began a coordinated pivot toward glowing, positive coverage. Even the most dedicated haters had to be careful; with the entire industry praising the quality of episode six, doubling down on a ”hater” narrative would only invite a wave of mockery from the fanbase.

For now, the critics were forced to play dead.