In a non religious setting, In the biomechanical twilight, a non- catholic high shaman- machine observes the eternal war. Angelic constructs with bone- white wings clash against demons of living obsidian. Heaven's gates: a labyrinth of flesh and metal. Hell's maw: a pulsating abyss of twisted forms. Souls morph endlessly, caught between light's caress and shadow's grasp. Celestial harmonies battle demonic static. Archangels in exoskeletons of sinew and steel face lords of sin draped in writhing darkness. Hope flickers in neural pathways as despair corrodes. Faith: a virus piercing night's code. Virtue's cyborgs resist the allure of corrupt data. Each consciousness must choose: ascend to digital nirvana or descend into analog chaos. In this surreal spectrum of existence, which reality will your quantum soul inhabit? And no cross on the head