POV you are a teenager waking up from a nap on your beanbag chair in 1970, clutching an unfamiliar Nintendo 64 controller in your hand. The animated figure of Mario spins idly on your old Zenith CRT TV, stuck at an idle loop in the vibrant world of Super Mario 64. Your room is a chaotic collage of the decade: psychedelic posters hang askew on wood-paneled walls, remnants of greasy fast food lay piled on a lava lamp-lit coffee table, and stacks of vinyl records teeter precariously in the corner. Sunlight streams through the window, casting soft, warm hues over a bustling skyline that bears an uncanny resemblance to a futuristic Tokyo, grounding you in this baffling blend of past and future as you shake off the haze of your unexpected slumber.