Digitalized

(.Part 1.)Stuck In A Web Of The Past

It had been 3 years after the death of the original Red King,

15 years-old Kūrarisū still remembers the day the Red King died,haunting memories of Jester's cries and pleads all echoed in the Kings' mind.It was Sunday,a rainy day to remember the death of Preceptor,Clarice sighed,"Permission Granted."She said while being escorted in the game,her body was still in bed,but her mind was not.She appeared in her office with many holographic screens everywhere,cameras all around her reign.After the incident of the former Red King,the citizens had taken more security around their King,tapping one of the hologram and sliding away another,she discovered a message.

"1.4.5836."

It was in orange,meaning it could be one of the people in the Cantaloupe Empire,Contriver.The number above was a code.Sliding away the message,she was greeted with another one,

"5 new members has joined the team,"

New members?Magenta should've showed them the whole fortress already,Clarice sat on her chair,examining the small holograms of the new members.Three a healer,and two mercenaries,fascinating how many would go for a healer rather than a mercenary.

"Operator?May I come in?Even if you are there..."

General Magenta,a lovely brave boy,with a duel avatar at level 48,very powerful and calm.Clarice slid all the holograms into different folders,keeping them to herself.

"ComeIn,Magenta."

Clarice said softly,enough for Magenta to hear.Tinkering with other holographic screen as the general opened the door and walked in,locking the door behind him,he cleared his throat before gesturing to four figures behind him.

"Ah,the new members."

Clarice stated while studying the five of them,while they shifted on their feet nervously and anxiously,sure the Purple King was ruthless but that doesn't mean you'll be beheaded on the first day!

"Welcome to The Periwinkle Reign,I do hope that you will enjoy it here."

Clarice said while looking at them,smiling under her visor,but showing her soft violet eyes.The three healers were no difference than any other healer,apart from their unique personality,Belle,being a quiet and nervous wreck,however was very intelligent.On the other hand,the twins,Shellie and Sally,were both different yet same personalities.From their calm and bold nature,Shellie was more of a tinker than a healer while Sally was more useful in healing.Their personalities reminded the Purple King of someone she knew...
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"Where is my mind?"
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Standing next to the formal Red King's grave,was the Yellow King.Drenched in fake rain while looking blankly at his colleague's resting place.Jester never gotten over the death of his fellow friend,and loathed Combatant even when he was dead already.
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"Oh,where is my mind?"
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Inside periwinkle walls was a shrine,dedicated to Preceptor.A small ruby red shrine with Preceptor's favorite literature,'Enjoying'.They had placed the shrine together with the scroll in a glass container,unbreakable and firm.

"We would be together,
And have our books.
And at night be warm,
In bed together with
The windows open and stars bright."
It would remind Operator the time six of them would sit around a digital campfire,reading books and stargazing.
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In the Blue King's office was a picture.A picture of all of the Kings together,smiling and playing.He shed a small tear,smiling at the memory.That was his hope in the darkness and solitary.
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"Where.Is.My mind?"
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Contriver kept the pieces of memories that he could get of Preceptor,a small story book that he wrote when they were just young.It was a short story about 6 children,the best of friends that played together every day,every minute that they were free.In the end,they all lived together happily ever after.
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'But happily ever afters don't exist,do they?'
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Every year,six of the Kings would bring their last pieces of memories to Preceptor's favorite place,a library.They will talk and chat about the good times,along with Preceptor....even if he isn't there.

"Please.Come back."