Never-Realms

Part 5: Inner Peace

[TSC stepped into the room with a cup of water in his hands, the sounds of his friends bickering over the rules of Uno, making him a bit anxious as he shut the door behind him.]

Blue: You can't put a Skip over a Wild, Green, that's not how that works!!

Green: SINCE WHEN COULD YOU NOT DO THAT, IT'S A COLOR!!!

Orange: It's a wild card, I don't see why he can't put a red skip down. And beside, it skips Yellow, not you....shouldn't you shut up and let it work??

TSC: Guys, how many rounds has it been?

Blue: Eight.

TSC: Okay, uh- have any of you even heard from Purple since the interview?

[There was a sudden silence as everyone seemed to stiffly turn to one another. King's eyes softened as he lowered his head, nearly revealing his deck of cards.]

Orange: No, we haven't actually....But maybe it's best to leave him alone for a bit....He needs it after I recklessly gave out all that information..

Chosen: You blaming yourself will help nothing. I do agree that you said a bit too much for Purple to understand, but I assure you that he understands that you were simply being honest. Nothing you said was... wrong in a sense.

Victim: [ " I never knew anything about the SSO. I simply thought that it was some random organization......but I had no idea they were the ones keeping sticks in their code. " ]

[Chosen turned to him, his eyes cold and soft before he looked back down to the ground. Victim got a bit curious since he'd never seen Chosen look so pale. Whatever this organization was about, they clearly weren't a big fan of Chosen, especially if he broke his coding. But it looked like that wasn't the only thing bothering him, and Victim wanted to know what that thing was.]

Victim: [ " What's up, I've never seen you look this ill. " ]

Chosen: I never thought that I'd hear the name of that stupid company again.....after all this time. I wanted to keep it all away, I wanted to make sure that the name stayed out of my head.....But it's like I can never escape them.

Red: Wait a minute..... if they basically created your coding....does that mean they were your true creator?

Chosen: ......I can not lie... But that is most likely the case. Alan simply drew me into a physical form while the SSO created my soul. Humanity, as you can say. But in my head, they are not my creator. They've done too much wrong to be forgiven....If I didn't have a purpose, I'd destroy that place myself.

[Red's eyes narrowed with concern before Alan watched them with confusion and worry. He was gone for a few minutes, and everything seemed to fall down yet again. He was too nervous to ask due to Chosen's tension and the clear discomfort in King's eyes.]

Victim: [ " Don't be foolish. If you destroy them all, then no one else can be born. Then what of the newer generation? " ]

Chosen: That's why I said that I would've done so if I didn't have a purpose....

[Yellow stood up, setting his deck on the table face down.]

Yellow: I'm gonna go see what Purple's doing just to be safe. You guys can continue the game...and Alan, make sure no one tries to sneak a peek at my stack.

[Alan seemed to be lost in his mind for a minute before he shook his head and grunted]

Alan: Right.....right- yeah. Got it.

[Yellow walked out of the room before King set down a red 6.]

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[As Yellow walked out of the room, the silence filled Yellow with a sense of insecurity. He felt vulnerable to anything and everything, and the feeling was honestly terrible. He felt the same way he felt during the battle.]