Why Me, Not Her? || Reader Insert

Eighteen | 18

okay guys, this is the last update till February cause we got freaking finals and I have four to study for ☹️

STOP, I HAVE FIVE TO STUDY FOR AND THIS BITCH OVER HERE IS COMPLAINING 

that's what you get for taking FrEnCh 

... my mommy made me okay? 😢

cry about it

I AM 😭😭

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Disclaimer: We do not own any of the pictures used in this story unless stated otherwise, we only own the cover, plot, and my original characters

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~ Your POV ~

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Your eyes widened and the cup in your hands slipped from your calloused fingers, nearly falling and shattering on the floor before you caught it at the last second and gently placed it back on the table. 

"What do you mean I'm not in the game? There are all the same characters, history, and elements that were in the game that is the exact same as this world."

| You are partially correct, this place did used to be just a game but since you had died before you were meant to and we could not place you in a different world cause that would mess that world up, we had to create a new one and this place- |

He stopped to gesture to your surroundings before continuing. 

| - was the most familiar world you were with that didn't already exist, so it became an actual world rather than just a game as it was originally. |

You were silently opening and closing your mouth, trying to figure out what to say about all of this. An entire world was created for you? Did that mean you were the only 'real' person here and that everyone else was just created for you?

You didn't like the though of that and your eyes dimmed. If that were really true, that would mean your family did not exist. That... hurt. 

Is everyone else here real then? Or were they just created for me 

Your poker face was at a high enough level that your face nor your voice in your head didn't reveal any emotions, but Theo had been with you for over nine-teen years, living in your head. So he easily heard the bitterness in it and the way your eyes just barely squinted together, 

| No they aren't [N/n], the second something living is made a soul is created. All of your family and friends, everyone you see here while they were created for you they still have souls... |

You didn't respond and after a minute, you leaned back on the chair and covered your face with your hand. A chuckle left you and you peeked at the solemn face that was the Systems and said quietly, "When did you get so good at comforting?"

He didn't respond and you did not have any desire to speak up anymore either. During this time, you noticed his body fading away before disappearing completely, but the familiar feeling of his conscious being in your mind was still there so you knew he hadn't disappeared. You were a little curious, but you were just simply not in the mood to ask any more questions.