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Eversekai Prologue

(A/N): Hello, readers, we meet again! Exactly one year ago from the time I publish this part (9:23 PM EST), I joined Wattpad. Let me tell you, I absolutely LOVE this site. From reading fanfiction and original stories to writing my own, I don't have any regrets of signing up. I've loved finding a way to share my writing, since before this I didn't write a lot because there wasn't really anyone to read it. So, as a special thanks to everyone who has read my work so far, I'm sharing the prologue of my current work, Eversekai: True Reality! You may have read the earlier stages of planning in this story, "Not As It Seems" and "Eversekai Preview." I hope you like it!

At the end of the many rows of the large, pill-shaped encasements, an office light is still on. The lithe, blonde-haired woman, clad in a lab coat over a maroon suit and black heels, straightens her glasses as she approaches the door, unsteady in the shoes she wears every day. It's long past midnight, and the operators of the Alternates are, for the most part, at home getting rested up for the next day of work. A few feet from the door, the scientist almost slips after seeing whose office it is.

After all, her colleague only stays up this late when there's something to stress over. It's a rare thing, seeing her workmate still at the Management Center at such a time.

She opens the door and steps into the undecorated office to see the man hunched over a binder at his desk, writing like he won't live to see another day. Leaning on the frame, although not in a relaxed manner, she says shakily, "You have all the time in the world, you know. Why work overtime?"

The man tenses up and slowly turns to face her. His expression is grim, and his eyes are filled with pity; pity, clearly directed at the woman in the doorway.

"There's... a problem," he says. "Not your usual glitch or something easily fixable, but something fate has decided. It doesn't typically happen in section 8, which is why... I'm sorry."

The woman tips her head to the side a bit, the worry in her eyes quite clear. "Why would you be sorry?"

He props his head on his hand, leaning over the desk. "I did the calculations almost ten times, just to check if I was wrong, but it's true. Alternated 830T will most likely be joining us in four days. Sorry, 'Thia."

The scientist, stares at him blankly before rushing out of the office in the direction of Alternated 830T. She stops at one of the pill-shaped cases and presses a button on a platform to her right, revealing a teenage girl through the cleared glass.

"I know you want to save her," the man says sadly, "but I've already tried everything. We can't change what happens in the Alternates."

Running a hand over the glass, she replies, "And I get that, it's just... She has so long, you know? I thought it was bad that I got here so soon, but for her to come even sooner..."

After a few moments of silence, she covers the glass and begins walking away. Her coworker calls after her, "Where are you going?"

She doesn't look back. "Home. I should prepare myself to help her, right? She deserves to have someone to help her get settled."

On the bus, the driver consistently shoots the woman some annoyed looks, probably since he has to drive the bus so late rather than going home. At her stop, he forcefully opens the doors and glares outside as the scientist steps off.

Inside the small apartment she owns, the lights stay off as she goes to her bedroom. Not bothering to change, she lies in bed, dwelling on the information she received only a little more than an hour ago. Thoughts of Alternated 830T run through her mind until she finally falls asleep.

(A/N): There you go! So far I've written over 18k words in this story, and I definitely plan on continuing, for myself (and Tory, my glorious best friend) if not my readers. I hope you enjoy it, though!

To another year of writing!

LUV Y'ALL

Eerie out.