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She is me || Pomni [The amazing digital circus]

It was another one of Caine's bizarre attempts to keep the humans in the Digital Circus from becoming *abstracted*. As usual, chaos reigned in the endless, colorful labyrinth of the virtual world, where sanity hung by a thread and the surreal was an everyday reality. But this time, Caine had gone too far. 

Y/n and Pomni found themselves thrust into the middle of a new, perilous game—a battle against a villain known only as the Massacre Queen. At first, it seemed like one of Caine's typical distractions, meant to stave off the looming threat of abstraction. But as they delved deeper into this twisted challenge, they began to realize that there was something far more sinister at play.

The Massacre Queen was unlike any other NPC they had encountered. She was ruthless, calculating, and terrifyingly powerful. Her mission was simple: to reshape the Digital Circus into her own dark vision of order, no matter the cost. What Y/n didn't expect, however, was the shocking truth behind her identity.

"She's... me," Y/n muttered, frozen in place as the realization hit her like a freight train. The Massacre Queen was no ordinary NPC—she was a future version of herself. But how? And why?

Pomni, standing by her side, gave Y/n a concerned look, trying to piece together the same revelation. "What do you mean, she's you?"

Y/n's breath was shaky as she looked into the eyes of the twisted, future version of herself—armor glistening in the distorted light, her face an eerie mirror of what Y/n could become. The Massacre Queen's voice echoed across the twisted battlefield, filled with cold certainty and menace.

"You don't understand yet, do you?" the Massacre Queen sneered, stepping forward. "I'm what you will become, Y/n. What you're destined to be. In the future, you'll see the chaos, the disorder of this world, and you'll do what needs to be done to bring control. To reshape it into something better. That's what I've done."

Y/n's heart pounded in her chest. She shook her head, her voice wavering with disbelief. "I would never become you. What you've done—this isn't order, it's madness! You've turned the Digital Circus into a nightmare!"

The Massacre Queen's eyes flashed with something dark, almost like pity. "You say that now, but I've seen the future. I *know* what happens. Caine's games, the endless chaos, they all lead to ruin. The only way to stop it is to take control of the system. To rewrite it. But you won't understand until it's too late... unless I fix it now."

Pomni stepped in front of Y/n, her usual timid demeanor replaced with fierce determination. "We won't let you change the past! We'll stop you, no matter what!" 

The Massacre Queen's expression hardened. "Then I'll have to destroy you both."

The air around them crackled with dark energy as the Massacre Queen summoned her powers, bending the virtual world to her will. Walls of corrupted code and jagged, violent shapes emerged from the ground, twisting and writhing as they formed a deadly arena. Y/n and Pomni braced themselves, knowing they were up against a future version of Y/n who was far more powerful than either of them could have anticipated.

But Y/n wasn't about to give up. "You think I'll become you? That I'll turn into some twisted tyrant? I won't! I'll make sure I never become this."

Pomni nodded, standing shoulder to shoulder with Y/n. "We'll rewrite our own future."

The battle erupted in a flurry of light and energy. The Massacre Queen was relentless, her mastery over the Digital Circus's code allowing her to summon weapons, traps, and obstacles that seemed impossible to overcome. Y/n and Pomni dodged and countered as best they could, fighting back against the overwhelming odds.

But the real challenge wasn't just the physical fight. It was the psychological battle raging inside Y/n's mind. Could she truly prevent herself from becoming the Massacre Queen? Or was this twisted destiny inevitable?

As the fight raged on, Y/n began to see flashes of memories—visions of what her future could hold. Moments of despair, betrayal, and frustration that could drive her to become the very thing she was fighting against. But there was something else too. Flashes of hope, of strength, and of the connections she had made with Pomni and the others. She realized that the Massacre Queen's vision of order wasn't the only path. There was another way.

With renewed determination, Y/n focused on the present—the people she cared about, the world she was fighting for. "You're wrong!" she shouted, her voice cutting through the chaos. "I don't have to become you. I *choose* my own future!"

Drawing on her own willpower and creativity, Y/n began to fight back, using the very code of the Digital Circus to counter the Massacre Queen's attacks. She hacked into the system, disrupting the Queen's control over the virtual world, turning the chaotic landscape against her.

Pomni followed suit, using her agility and quick thinking to outmaneuver the Massacre Queen's traps, distracting her just long enough for Y/n to deliver a final blow. With a surge of energy, Y/n hacked into the core of the Massacre Queen's programming, severing her connection to the system.

The Massacre Queen staggered, her dark powers faltering. She looked at Y/n, a flicker of something almost human in her eyes. "You... you really think you can change the future?"

Y/n, breathing heavily, nodded. "I know I can."

With a final, shuddering gasp, the Massacre Queen dissolved into code, vanishing from existence. The arena around them disintegrated, returning to the familiar, distorted world of the Digital Circus.

Pomni turned to Y/n, a small smile on her face. "We did it."

Y/n exhaled, still shaken but relieved. "Yeah... we fucking did."

But as the world returned to its usual surreal state, Y/n knew the battle wasn't over. She had defeated the Massacre Queen, but the fight to control her own destiny—to avoid becoming the villain in her own story—was just beginning.

As Caine's voice echoed over the digital landscape, announcing their victory in his usual flamboyant tone, Y/n looked at Pomni and nodded. Together, they would face whatever came next, knowing they had the power to change their future, no matter what challenges lay ahead.