Prince of paranoia: It was before wizards went underground (Tapa blanda)

I am drowning here, you are just describing the water. Like a mirror, a door to the world in a subjective way. With the belief that objectivity does not exist. Looking through the matrix, hooked to the machines. From outside he controls them, he enters the game but is not part of it. You enter to save the world from the virus, but sometimes you realize that you are the benign virus «in a polluted world».