"......"
I feel my body floating once again in this darkness. My body is all ruined. Everything feels so quiet. I feel nothing.
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I hear that voice.
???: "It seems that I underestimated "that person". He corrupted your minds so easily. Your heart. I wish I could have stop you, but I am powerless. Without a medium, nothing would work. You are that medium. Your soul. Your existence. Your my everything. Not just some tool. Not a puppet. My savior."
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???: "But don't worry, you may have died, but I can bring you to you to life again. You may be broken again, but I can fix you up again. This time, I will put more pieces of me onto you. I will not remove any of your memory. You will remember what happened, and will remember more. And I will add a power of mine. If you are think you are gone, I can bring you back again and again. After all, "that person" is right. I am "God." A self-proclaimed one, that is.
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???: "Keep promising me, please.....save them....all. Go....back.....now....."
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Slowly, my eyes starts to unblur. Huh? What just happened? I- I feel....
Monika: "Haruno? Are you alright? I said thank you for saving me back there. I couldn't bring myself to interfere at Yuri and Natsuki. I am not good with people."
"Huh? Huh? Huh!? I feel sick!"
I quickly went to a nearby bathroom. I started throwing up.
*cough* *cough* *cough*
I cough and cough some more while the faucet sink is running.
"What is that? What is this feeling?!"
I hold my throat. I can feel the pain. The feeling of getting stabbed. Several times. It seems so real. It hurts.
*cough* *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough*
I throw up. I stayed like this for a couple of minutes. And then, I felt relieved. Mostly.
"It hurts. What was that just now? The future? I literally saw, and felt it. Sayori..."
"Sayori... have a worst case of depression from the game. Natsuki.... have an abusive father... that's why she's small. Huh? What did I just think of?"
Surges of memories flows to my head. The game. Psychological Horror. Depression. Abuse. Suicide. Control. As I remember familiar words and cutscenes, my head is not hurting for one bit. I just feel the clarity, smooth flow of my memory, adjusting itself.
"That voice. "It" said that I should have save them all? Who was "it" said? "That person?"
Hmmm... I feel so calm. "It" did said he putted his pieces to me. Maybe that's why? This is so weird. Should I accept it? If that will be the best thing possible for now, then okay.
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REINCARNATED INTO THE WORLD OF MY FAVORITE SIMULATOR GAME!?
FanfictionHaruno Ishikawa, a 18 year-old senior high school student died on his way to a convenience store. But suddenly, a dream came upon him and as soon as he wakes up, he was reincarnated to the world of his favorite simulator game. "Doki-Doki Literature...