“I’m the one who remembers everything,” the Other Lain said. “The pain of every user. The loneliness of every packet lost in transit. You are the ‘Lain’ who has a body. A cruel joke. A debugger with a heartbeat.”
You will remain in the Wired, with Lain, forever.
“Alice can see me,” Lain realized. “Even now. Even when I’m half-code.”
"And you, who are reading this now... where do you exist?" — Lain Iwakura