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You are the last host of SHAME (which means you're the last survivor of the 32, and won UKSRT8)

Male!Mute!Reader

SHAME is a virus(eradicator) depicted as a female hallucination.
SCOLD is a computer entity virus copying, code manipulating machine.

Events of UKSRT10 do not occur for you. During UKSRT9 transfer, you dont get transported to Peeesh's realm but to the hospital. (Like the one during UKSRTX Stage 5b(???))
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Y/N's POV

"What a journey!" A feminine voice enters my head as I walk through the hospital halls.

"I'll say," another feminine voice infiltrates my ears.

"Ugh, what are you doing here?" SHAME pouts at the computer program.

"Just hitching a ride after you thought you and your friends got rid of me," SCOLD speaks in distortion.

I roll my eyes mentally as the voices don't stop bickering at one another.

I enter the cafeteria as I try to reduce my headache.

"At least I'm still a living being! You're just a computer program!" SHAME yells.

"At least I can still kill," SCOLD laughs.

"There is no way in HELL I'm going to let you harm my host!"

"If there was no vaccine, you would give no sympathy to your victims," SCOLD continues her madness.

"AS IF! Y/N is a good friend of mine! I see it that my viral infection fight your nano bots!" SHAME then appears in front of me as a person.
Her look of having a long sleeved shirt and only undergarments and no lower clothing was non-distracting after a week since the incident.

"Come on Y/N...You like me don't you?"

I don't respond as I just sit there tired.

SCOLD takes form in front of me.

Other than pink hair with blue tips, her clothing is no different than SHAME honestly. Sure SCOLD didn't have any cover for her bottom half but it was just a blackened semi-pelvis bone structure.

SHAME's appearance was more human. More person than just wearing nothing.
I've seen so much anatomy being in the medical field that I wasn't deterred the slightest.

"Well, do you?" SHAME's voice sounded submissive.

I look up at SHAME with a smile. The kind of smile where I cared but only did it to just satisfy her enough.

"Y/N? Are you alright?" The computer program asks.

"For your information Morse, Y/N can't speak."

"Well parasite, you seem like a good friend. I'm sure Y/N here enjoys your company," SCOLD says very sarcastically.

"I could defeat you any day!"

"Try, you'll harm Y/N in the process, but ultimately fail as I'm actually physically manifested rather than your biological structure."

"How the hell are you even here? Your a computer program!"

I could do nothing but sit in silence as the two argued. I could feel microbes rile up against nano-bots in my bloodstream.

"Y/N!" A familiar Dr.Styles approaches me.

I smiled and waved with joy.

"If it isn't the doctor that eradicated your entire species to just a singular host," SCOLD scolds.

"Enough with this feeble attempt!" SHAME yells

"Y/N," Dr.Styles sits down with me. "What happened? Last time I've seen you, you were with 31 others and just disappeared on me! Where are Laer and Ayaze?"

I shrugged.

"Oh yeah...you're mute. I forgot. You were quite the valuable employee back in the hospital before the outbreak. Luckily 'SHAME' has been considered eradicated by the WHO."

"If only..." SHAME drifts

"You alright Y/N? You don't seem to be doing well."

I simply point at my head and imitate a mouth with my hand.

"I'm not sure what you're going for. You and I need a sign language class one of these days. I've always wanted to learn. Tell you what, use this."

Dr. Styles gave me a pen that was attached to his coat's chest pocket and a notepad from this briefcase.

I began writing, "I have voices in my head."

"True in the basic sense, but we are real entities," SCOLD observes.

"I guess the whole fiasco had an impact on you, huh?" Dr. Styles asks.

"I've gotten used to it," I wrote down.

"I'm not sure that was the best thing to do," SHAME worries. "If that doctor ever runs a blood test on you Y/N, both of us are screwed."

"Not me," SCOLD laughs. "Simple antibiotics would take care of you. Me? You realize how much they would have to go through to get rid of me?"

"Anything on Laer, Ayaze, or the rest?" Dr. Styles began taking notes.

I wrote to the best of my ability. "(Events of UKSRT9 backstory)"

"Thanks for not mentioning me Y/N. Although he'd do a test on you one of these days, it'll give be time to think on a plan," SHAME smiles at me.
Her figure was behind Dr. Styles, but of course Dr. Styles can't see it. No one else could.

"Quite the story Y/N. I'm saddened to know that I may never see Laer or Ayaze again. Although I wasn't on the best terms with them, I still cared."

"Forgot to mention that little Y/N here is like the world's best ITG player," SCOLD "speaks" in Dr. Styles's ears. Of course, he doesn't hear it.

"Well, I'll run some diagnostics on you one of these days Y/N. It was nice catching up with you. Get some rest and recover," Dr. Styles bids me fair well.

"What's next?" SHAME asks me.
"Anything really," SCOLD laughs.

I simply shrugged. The adventures only start from here.0