The kocos' stories just make me cry. For tens of thousands of years, Cyberspace held not only their memories and dreams, but their regrets, as well. Most of these are about separation, the fear that they had lost someone and would never see them again: a mother who never found her children, a girl who never confessed her feelings to the boy she loved, troops that got separated during the heat of battle, a pilot whose hero never returned...
Holding onto these regrets for tens of thousands of years. Until three very nice people came along who could understand them, and one other very nice person who was physically capable of doing the leg work to assist them.