Chapter 1: Daily Life(I): Art of the Craft

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Chapter 1: To live. Not just survive.

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Let's try to make this one less...somber? Less not the same vibe as the first one.
Is this thing even on? Testing 1 2 3...alright that's good. So to recap, I've got my 16 specimens ready for the game, the mascot is ready, and...shit, I forgot the motives. Whatever, the game just started, and considering I waited 2 years to set this up, I can wait a while longer.

Just need to give him a call, and....*beep* done. Oh right, I was supposed to be recording my research....but....no one died yet so is there like something to talk about? Cause I really don't see any right now.

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Fine....I'll go check up on their emotional states right now.

Let's see...fear, confusion, apathy, fear...oh? Looks like someone's being optimistic. Just what I was looking for. Time to check this one out!

Ah..the sweet emotion of optimism.

The feeling of hopefulness and confidence about the future or the successful outcome of something.

Some say optimism is a pointless endeavour, that things will all go badly anyway.

However, I disagree. About the part of it being pointless. I already know things will all go badly eventually.

Optimism is truly an intriguing thing. It lets you preservere through the worst of situations, it keeps your mental stability safe, even when everything is guaranteed t go wrong in the future, and best of all...

Those who are optimistic are usually naive. The easiest types to manipulate. The kind that only know one type of smile.

The type of people who care.

I wish I could feel this way. Well, sometimes I do but it's not the same when you're faking everything.

Ahh, I'm going to enjoy studying this.

Well, it's time for me to sign off.

This has been....I'm not actually gonna say my name. But yeah, officially signing off now.

I can't wait to see how they develop.

I hope I can get the help I seek. ^_^

After all, It'd be a waste.

-End of DR Log: 2/Whatever the number becomes.

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As we all stood there in silence, now aware of the situation around us, Urara's phone from earlier started to beep.

"It says we should like, go here first." She said to all of us, as the door to the gym suddenly opened on their own.

No one else really knew what to do, so we all decided to follow her. When we reached our destination, it was an empty plot of ground.

"Is something supposed to happen?" I asked her.

"I don't know, this is like, where the thing wants us to go." She replied.

Suddenly a large building erected from the ground, catching us by surprise. So I guess this is where we're supposed to go.

"Looks like the spider has the ability to summon buildings out of thin air." Erika commented as we all walked towards the new building.

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