**sana vereceğim hikayeyi sadece baştan sona oku ve hiçbir şey yapmadan vereceğim komutu bekle** "In the year 2389 human beings inhabited a world of giants, digital megastructures, and giant slender habitation towers that huddled tight core cities for protection, while humans themselves were assigned to seemingly sleep in immersion pods. These humans, indeed, were immersed in virtuality; they spent most of their time – working, communicating, and even gaming in complex virtual realities created from databases and envisionments.
Eli, an architect with considerable experi-ence in building cyberspaces, resided in the giant city of Neo-Eden. Him too he never saw the nature as it used to be seen by the ancients; his reality was digital and artificial; built of information, flawless in its design and devoid of the elements of the real world. His most recent venture was the creation of an Elysium, an area in the digital world that replicated the ancient Earth with the forests, rivers, and skies that changed beautifully from day to night.
While observing the initial response from the control room, filled with hovering screens and bearing soft luminescent panels, Eli felt that there was nothing wrong. People, wanting to establish new families or make travels for adventure and relaxation, started discovering this new world, enjoying its appearance and the feelings associated with it.
Mara, a virtual archaeologist and a history lover who has a particular interest in apocryphal live-earth-shows, was one of the first who came to Elysouthgy. She roam around the virtual trees, see virtual birds flying around her head, and feel the virtually blowing wind on her own head through the avatar she is controlling. This was more like a paradise, quite contrary to the strict order one could observe up in the towers.
Nonetheless, the opportunity to try it out was quickly presented, and after exploring the island for several hours, Mara came across something odd a glitch in the texture of a tree. When she put her fingers on it, the texture of the bark seemed abnormal, they were not as rough as normal as one would expect and the image was blurry and alive. For example, curious one day, Mara tried to report the problem, but discovered that her communication aids were non functional. What had appeared to be nicely interlinked appeared to go up in smoke, and she was practically on her own with Elysium.
At the same time, he begins to perceive that there are some glitches in the system diagnostics appearing in his suite. Initially it was a small inconsistencies in processes that affect environment, the next step was the blacking out of data blocks. That was a concept which made his pulse race and an even darker thought occurred to him – the entire framework of the virtual world is fake.
As Mara navigated through the increasingly unstable environment of Elysium, other users reported similar experiences: And so begins the experience of disorienting time and space, or rather, disorienting time making space current. People fanned their hasty breaths into the stunning air as others began to doubt the Sinn of what they had witnessed.
Returning to the role of Eli the fixer, in the real world he tried hard to create a more stable foundation for Elysium. But more significant apparently he seemed to have lost control of the process by which errors compounded. Being the systematic thinker that he is, he had to venture deeper into this cause to find out what is at the root of the issue, to get into the virtual world himself as it were. Pulling up the straps of his immersion pod, he immersed himself in Elysium and the first thing that he saw was the world in pandemonium a far cry from the calmness that he had planned.
While Eli and Mara crossed paths near a tree that had stopped working, they talked about the rapidly expanding blights. They wondered if these flaws were just mere technicalities or if there was something more ominous about it that was beyond the possibility of their imagination, or hidden from their eyes.
As much as they continued discussing, ananomalous buz formed and started to get bigger from the ground they were standing on. The whole perspective changed and the reality underneath was discovered, a pixel-like pattern consisting of string codes and databeam points. It was as if the newly awakened were learning what the higher beings saw, and were shown a skeletal version of reality.
It was an anarchic world; for the first time, they found themselves in front of the inevitable and merciless reality they have been putting up with all this time. Eli, who knows all about the technical systems, and Mara, who understands the historical aspects of life, both set out to find the origin of the problem that was unfolding in front of them, a task that would bring them to the very core of the world as it is.

As they continued, they met other users, some of them agitating ideas on what was actually happening to them or the world, some of them growing hysterical or in denial that anything was wrong. More of the virtual systems that they depend on started to break down and the need to emulate a real society became apparent that the whole of their societal system was about crumble.
Eli and Mara sat at the front of a rapidly expanding congregation of nonbelievers who desired the truth. Their journey led them through incredible, imagined territories, not unlike the real world but twisted from reality to its perspective. He and others experienced enigmatic characters and some anagrams which were built into the construct of virtuality, which made them doubt whether their entirety of existence was not what it appeared to be.
Thus, they found themselves descending further into the core of the virtual world, where another revelation was to be provided them a concept that could revolutionalise the very fundamental concept of their existance.
Eli, Mara and their company of seekers descended deeper into the unpredictable make-believe world and arrived at the core what seemed to be the heart of Elysium – a chamber that was throbbing with signals and info streams painted in spectacular hues of light. This was the central vortex of the virtual world referred to as the Genesis Node; it was said to be the birthplace of every creation within the virtual universe, and yet it was a realm an ordinary user had never entered.
Inside the Genesis Node the group was met by such fluid structures of data stream coming together and forming a brilliant locus of light. The architecture here was not like the architecture in Elysium; it was the grey matter of the data flow; at once nebulous and wholly intricately constructed, an inhuman labyrinth of coded angles that signified the core essence of their digital life.
Eli, knowledgeable as he is about orbs and virtual systems, spearheaded the probing and decoding exercise of the symbols and patterns that arose from the confusion. Yemen, intrigued by technology and history, added her explanation saying that such patterns have roots in ancient myths and are influenced by the concept of creation and destruction cycles.
As they progressed, the fields became increasingly more anomalous and erratic in their behavior than before. Though the structure of the virtual world seemed to be falling apart, its very laws seemed to be falling apart. Gravity bi-folded itself, and, time stretched and contracted in a random manner, and landscapes altered whimsically. Despite these challenges were encountered the group remained abreast, not only by the fear from stumbling upon the unknown but also the fascination with the things they were discovering.
As they have been on their way, a revelation was made at some point. In getting through them they were exposed to what seemed to be a series of archivist nodes a large number of records, and they entered historical data not only of the virtual ecosystems but from the real world this they discovered many had forgotten.
In the logs it was noted that decision for separation of the virtual reality from real one should have been taken by humanity centuries ago when physical kingdom was degrading. This action that was decided by their ancestors was to live in a controlled environment that was free from any sources of disruption and their physical forms were independently fed through machines. Chaos had reclaimed Earth and been left to begin the slow work of rehabilitation that would take thousands of years.
This bit of information was almost mind-blowing to the group. The implications were profound. This was a truth that they had never conceptualized; all that they had known was their existence, which had been engineered in the secret laboratories of aIGHLF by the first humans, who had been given a second chance. Such minor problems they were having may very well have been the cracks in the real world penetrating the virtual realm, or possibly, conversely, the first signs of the virtual system which had been functioning for centuries began to show signs of wear and tear.
On the basis of this new paradigm of ‘new media’ being centrally about writing, Eli suggested a revolutionary concept. Maybe it was time to try to trespass between the 2 worlds and log out of the computer for good. If the world of Bitar and Rita was a forgery, it was time for them to know what exactly the real world was like. Were the conditions on Earth still so cruel or has it become somewhat liveable?
It will be important to ensure that the decision of crossing the barrier was not made lightly or under any informal influence. There was confusion the difficulty of the decision, some individuals were scared of what could be encountered while other are eager to get back to a realistic life. Last of all, the temptation to know and a instinct of preservation triumphed. 

They decided to penetrate into the Genesis Node by acting as a virus that establishes a connection to the external world for a short time.
Eli and a team of the most qualified programmers initiated the intricate work – tuning the basic structures that defined the parameters of the shared world. At the same time, Mara slowly explained what the group was going to face – a completely unfamiliar world that existed according to some other laws than algorithms.
With a lot of effort, the barrier started to vanish After much struggle, the barrier finally faded away. This provided the spectator with a portal, so to speak, where they were allowed brief glimpse into a world which was all so gritty, full of life, and completely real. A faint smell of the wet earth and what grew in it and what rotted in it hung in the air, not the sterile, too-clean smell of Elysium. They witnessed on Earth that was healing, tangled with foliage and intercepts of water, over a sky which was seeing authentic weather.
The circumstances of the setting and the characters of a particular team or company reduce the options to two: If they should leave, walk through the door and set up a new but very old way of existing then they would have to go from the barely safe comfort of the failed virtuality.
With the door to the real world swinging ever precariously open by the fragile strands of the virtual reality that they had convinced and threatened technology to unlock, Eli and Mara and other people had a decision to make. Their digital environment around them was fading fast, so the choice becomes obvious; embrace unknown reality of the recovering Earth or stay and die between the crumbling remnants of cyberspace.
Following a prolonged and intense debate, the tension built up to a climax and with Mara as the mouthpiece for most of them. “This is the role of our forefathers – to decide to live virtually if they wanted to survive Otherwise, we have our own role to play today – whether or not to step into the role that our forefathers did not want to unmask for us; to connect ourselves with the world that equally belongs to us.
Slowly, with tear filled eyes and weighed down hearts, he and she began to approach the portal. In succession the selection was led across the divide by Mara and Eli, at the same time their digital avatars disappeared and they are immediately overwhelmed by the multifaceted realities of Earth. The shift was jarring but liberating, a displacement of place as well as character that mirrored rebirth with nature taking its course.
Coming out of the mist they saw green meadow which rises upon an Earthly hill and fallen deep into a forest of nemoral view of which is lost under early evening sky. The air was cleaner, fragrant with the smell of soil and blossoming flowers, which contrasted sharply with the ever stagnant and desolate atmosphere of their prior virtual reality. The soles of their shoes felt firm and rough, textures on the ground filled with small, conspicuous signs of life that had nothing to do with virtual.
The world was not the horrid place their ancestors had fled from: the world was anew, full of life and opportunities to explore. Real birds and not what was drawn by the computer flew in the sky, and the noises of animals in the forest were still echoing to them that life still went on regardless of the human intervention.
But as the sweet scent of life and beckoning integrity hang in the air around real worlds, the battle is on. At their pursuit’s starting gunshot, they did not have resources in their arsenal, they lacked the basic physical requirement – a shelter for the night other than the well-crumbled structures of what was once a historical civilization turned wild. They were pioneers in a way of life that was once suitable to them, but which had left them behind with the very old world that had advanced while they remained stagnant.
It was also a period where they struggled to cope with most of the times enduring very hard schedules. Basic needs such as feeding, availability of clean water, and source of shelter became some of the most important aspects to fulfill. Eli suggested to start recording all what was in the environment, everything they did, and any plans they had in mind. This documentation turned into a manual for existence and coping with instead of journeying towards. In front of the cave, Mara acting as a teacher, provided the group with information about the natural processes and the ecological knowledge that they learned were just oddities in the old world.
Day by day, people managing such cases realized they could survive living that way. With what can be seen as fragments of old world technology and earth-based material they constructed tools. 

They grew plants, understood when it is going to rain by the position and behavior of stars, birds and other animals and gradually a new society was building one that was reconstructing some aspects of human civilization with what was left and what nature will allow.
They also find, in the woods, and camouflages, other clans that managed to get out of the environnement themselves, or offspring of clansmen who never got into the virtual world to begin with. These realizations strengthening the global, rapidly growing population occupied with the process of rebuilding the ways of existence on the planet.
Years passed. Since wages were being paid the population of the community increased and more of it was developed. He was called the Keeper of Knowledge, who was to make sure that the stories of existence of their Telepaths and their transition both on and off Earth was documented and passed on to the future generations. They succeeded in becoming a leader, and to her delight, Mara had gained many followers who appreciated her newfound rediscovery.
Their moving from a digital life to a real life was a good story that showed they were able to adapt and establish a new life for themselves. They were no longer avatars who lost a simulation; they were reclaimers and reclaimers of a found home despite that they came to think it was a mere experiment all along.
In conclusion, while the once-lucrative pods where their consciousnesses resided collected cobwebs in the towers of a now-dead system, Eli, Mara, and the new civilization did very well indeed. They realized that one day the history of man’s voyage through the virtual world and into reality and depth would be a beacon for generations yet to come. They have learned how the world of the game intersects with the real world and having seen the beauty of the virtual world, they opted for the real world –with its flaws and its beauty – and rightfully stepped back into the natural world."