The Other World

𝓟𝓻𝓸𝓵𝓸𝓰𝓾𝓮

          People say that video games are just a waste of money and time. I say that video games are a way to escape from reality just like dreams or our imagination. My name is (Y/N) (L/N) and I'm 15 years old and I'm a gamer (boy/girl). I haven't had the best life my dad died when I was 10 and my mom started to drink. She would come home with a revealing outfit and a male at her side. Most of the time it's her friend that is by her side to bring her home and say that they are sorry. And... one thing I forgot to say is that she beats me. 

          I'm used to the beatings since they had been going on for 5 years. But at least I have friends to help me by my side. "(Y/N) hurry up already!" Someone yelled. "Huh? Oh! Coming!" I yelled back and ran out the door to my house. I locked it and ran over to my friends. My friend group had two boys and two girls. And I being the third (boy/girl). "Ah, there you are (Y/N) we were worried that you weren't awake," Rose said with a smile. I smiled back at her and started to walk to school. 

          We were silent as we walked to school but I couldn't help put here a few people whispering. "Hey, did you hear about that new game that's coming out?" A male whispered to his friend. "You mean the other world? Yeah, I heard of it. But it sounds boring," His friend said in a bored tone. "How dare you! Don't speak ill of a game you have not played yet!" The male yelled. "Okay, your right. What is this game about anyway?" His friend asked. 

          "It's about these monsters that are super dangerous. And the player has to beat the enemy that is causing madness all around the world. You go on missions with these, group of people, and on the way, you gain more friends on your journey. And far into the game, you get to know the characters' backstories, which I might add are very tragic," He said. His friend looked at him in disbelief. "What are their backstories?" His friend asked. "I don't know? I never played the game."

          "Then how do you know about the game?" 

           "Cause it said in the bio of the game you moron!" He yelled at his friend. "I'll show you who's a moron," His friend said before attacking him and they both started to fight. "Wow, a lot of people are obsessed with this new game," James said looking around. "I know a lot of people are talking about it. Even the non-gamers are deciding to play it," Bella said turning to look at us. "What's so special about this again?" I asked. "It's told to be realistic and in a way therapeutic." "How so?" I asked. "Well, no one knows? It's on sale today though," James said walking a little bit ahead. My other friends did to while I was left behind to think. 

          'The game sounds interesting? So why not. I have nothing better to do other then clean the house, cook dinner, and buy groceries. But I have enough money so it would be fine...right?' I was too into my thoughts that I didn't notice a car speeding down the road. I was halfway down the crosswalk before my friends turned in my direction to see me not near them. When they heard the sound of the tires scrape against the road in a hash way, they turned their attention to the sound and their eyes widen in fear. 

          "(Y/N)! Watch out!" One of them yelled. I was knocked out of my thoughts and looked at them. I saw they had wide eyes and fear was all other there face. I turned to where they were looking and my eyes widen in fear. Everything was going in slow motion as I watched the car speed closer to me. I was frozen in fear so I really couldn't move. I couldn't hear my friends yelling for me to move as I continued to watch the car come closer. And as it was closer to my body my life flashed before my eyes and before I knew it... everything went dark. 

"ᴍᴏᴍᴍʏ! ᴅᴀᴅᴅʏ! ʟᴏᴏᴋ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ!"

"ᴏᴏᴏᴏʜ~ ɪᴛ'ꜱ ꜱᴏ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴛʏ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴏɴᴇ! ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ɢʀᴏᴡ ᴜᴘ ᴀɴᴅ ʙᴇ ᴀɴ ᴀʀᴛɪꜱᴛ!"

"ʏᴏᴜ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ꜱᴏ ᴍᴏᴍᴍʏ?"

"ɪ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ꜱᴏ."

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"ʜᴀᴘᴘʏ ʙɪʀᴛʜᴅᴀʏ, ᴅᴀᴅᴅʏ!"

"ᴛʜᴀɴᴋ ʏᴏᴜ, ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴏɴᴇ. ɴᴏᴡ ʟᴇᴛ'ꜱ ɢᴏ ꜰɪɴᴅ, ᴍᴏᴍᴍʏ."

"ᴏᴋᴀʏ! ʜᴇʜᴇ."

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"ᴍᴏᴍ? ᴡʜʏ ᴀʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄʀʏɪɴɢ? ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ'ꜱ ᴅᴀᴅ?"

"ʜᴇ'ꜱ... ɢᴏɴᴇ..."

"ᴡ-ᴡʜᴀᴛ?"

"ɪ ꜱᴀɪᴅ... ʜᴇ'ꜱ ɢᴏɴᴇ!"

Ｓｍａｃｋ！

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"ᴍ-ᴍᴏᴍ..."

"ᴜɢʜ... ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ!"

"ᴡʜ-ᴡʜʏ ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴛᴇ ᴍᴇ...?"

"ᴄᴀᴜꜱᴇ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴀ ᴜꜱᴇʟᴇꜱꜱ ʙʀᴀᴛ ᴡʜᴏ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ᴅᴏ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ! ɴᴏᴡ ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇ ᴍᴇ ᴀʟᴏɴᴇ!"

"ᴏʜ...ᴏᴋᴀʏ..."

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"ɪ ᴡᴇʟʟ ɢᴇᴛ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏꜰ ʜᴇʀᴇ! ɪ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ɪᴛ!"

"ɪ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ʜᴏᴘᴇ ɪᴛ'ꜱ ꜱᴏᴏɴ..."

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Bᵤₜ ᵢ dᵢdₙ'ₜ gₑₜ ₒᵤₜ ₜₕₑ wₐy ᵢ wₐₙₜₑd ₜₒ...

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