Story Reader / Affection / Jetavie: Daybreak / Story
Light pierces through the boundless silence, stabbing painfully into consciousness.
She pushes away the heavy debris pinning her down and staggers to her feet.
In the haze, everything before her seems almost real, yet simultaneously ethereal and dreamlike.
A space spanning hundreds of square meters unfolds before you. As far as the eye can see, long tables filled with various electronic devices occupy every corner.
No matter how much you rub your eyes, the world before you remains perpetually filtered through a bizarre and distorted lens.
Just then, a rustling sound comes from the distance, like somebody muttering in their sleep.
You quickly duck down, using the long table as cover, and look toward the source of the sound—
It's so <size=45>late</size>. Are you still <size=45><color=#ff4e4eff>working overtime</color></size>?
Oh, senpai—you're here too. Good evening. I'm working on the exchange program that?Forever25?senpai assigned to me. I didn't really want to work this weekend, but the senpai said that if I don't finish it, someone else will have to pick up the slack.?Sorry, am I talking too much? Am I bothering you? I'll leave soon.
The eerie whispers are unbearable. Though you've never heard this language before, the meaning keeps surfacing in your mind.
<size=45>So, is the exchange program <color=#ff4e4eff>finished</color> yet?</size>
I?it's done! Forever25?senpai has entered the game and brought the data construct back, but some unexpected files came with it. I'm still tracking down the bug.
<size=45><b>So that means we can finally connect <color=#ff4e4eff>the game with reality</color>?</b></size>
That's right, senpai—look. Just put on the headphones and launch the program; it's really simple. I got the idea from that old anime Ghosts of 99?Downing?Street. Ah, I'm rambling again—sorry!
Chaotic information rains down like a storm, battering your thoughts.
You recoil instinctively, struggling to process the information flooding your mind.
Just then, you notice the couple bracelet you received earlier still wrapped around your wrist, displaying Vie-chan's current location.
>>>>> [Mission Objective] Eliminate 3D Virus (45%)<<<<< >>>>> [Mission Reward] Unlock Reality Portal<<<<<
The purification level of the <color=#ff4e4eff>3D Virus</color> is dropping, perhaps due to what's happening to you and Vie-chan right now.
It seems you are still inside the "White?Box," and the Spectral Shadow drags you into this very space.
You didn't catch everything the Spectral Shadow said, but the fragments you caught suggest that the device in front of?it might let you escape this facility.
Your top priority, however, is to find Vie?chan right away.
Now proceed with caution.
Ugh—cough, cough!
As if the farewell happened just a moment ago, the girl reaches out her hand, eyes snapping open as she finds herself thrust into this unfamiliar world.
The gray-white fractured landscape overwhelms her senses from all directions, like a suffocating, gloomy prison that leaves her struggling to breathe.
Where the heck... is this place...?
The origin of all life, including your own.
The familiar "Spectral Shadow" materializes before her eyes, but this time, she can intuitively understand the language it speaks.
Tsk—!
Faced with this detestable enemy, she doesn't hesitate for a moment, immediately raising her weapon.
I mean no harm. Please calm down, <color=#ff4e4eff>Jetavie</color>.
...?
The familiar name acts like a wedge, pinning her in place.
She slowly lowers her gun, rooted to the spot as she listens intently to what comes next.
To cut to the chase, my name is Forever25, and I'm the <b>game scriptwriter</b> who created you.
You might find my words confusing, but I still hope you can accept this truth as soon as possible: <color=#ff4e4eff>Jetavie</color>, you are a game character created by us.
...Huh?
Her face betrays utter disbelief, while a thick fog of confusion swirls within her heart.
I have many ways to prove my identity to you. You're a smart child—I'd rather not waste time on such matters.
The moment Forever25 finishes speaking, the space suddenly darkens, leaving only countless shimmering images displayed across the walls.
And without exception, every figure in these images is <phonetic=herself>Jetavie</phonetic>.
<phonetic=Jetavie>Vie-chan</phonetic> playing, <phonetic=Jetavie>Vie-chan</phonetic> singing.
<phonetic=Jetavie>Vie-chan</phonetic> destroying, <phonetic=Jetavie>Vie-chan</phonetic> creating.
Every memory is frozen into a still image, transforming into a mere exhibit decorating this prison.
Your life and memories were created and packaged by us.
Everything you've experienced was just a <color=#ff4e4eff>story</color> we carefully scripted.
...
Anxiety and shock collect in her throat, but she forces a composed facade. Raising her head, she gestures for them to continue.
We've created many <color=#ff4e4eff>games</color> and <color=#ff4e4eff>characters</color>, and you are one of them.
Unfortunately, after careful evaluation, we've determined that the game you belong to is no longer commercially viable.
Therefore, I activated a recycling protocol for your world—or as you would know it—the <color=#ff4e4eff>3D Virus</color>, to delete and reclaim everything.
So you're the one behind all this... the mastermind endangering everyone...
We brought you into reality because your actions deviated from our design and severely interfered with our recycling operation.
We believe that <color=#ff4e4eff>[player name]</color>, who has been by your side, became the variable that led you down the wrong path.
The moment of your separation flashes before her eyes, and Vie-chan's<//Jetavie> heart constricts, each breath becoming more painful than the last.
What are you going to do to Raven?!
Don't worry, I won't harm <color=#ff4e4eff>[player name]</color>, who is still in your world at this very moment, completely unaware of our conversation.
I'm quite fond of your character design. Although your world has lost its value, you can still generate more profit for us.
So... Jetavie, I want to make a deal with you.
Forever25 speaks deliberately, each word measured, rationally guiding her to accept the information at hand.
I will preserve all your memories and make you the heroine of our next game.
I will reformat <color=#ff4e4eff>[player name]</color>, ensuring they remain by your side forever.
And the price is, you must comply with my story design, cease your resistance, and generate more commercial value for us.
...
Vie-chan<//Jetavie> knows she has no right to refuse.
This is not an equal negotiation, but an act of mercy bestowed upon her by her creator.
If you're willing, we can even preserve all the NPCs and transfer them with you to the new game.
You have no reason to refuse, Jetavie. Logically speaking, you should accept my terms.
Vie-chan<//Jetavie> knows exactly what kind of enemy she faces.
If she chooses to resist, they will use methods beyond her comprehension, endlessly tearing her world apart.
Besides, even if she escaped from here, could she find her way back all on her own?
If she accepts their terms, Raven will remain by her side, and everything will begin anew under their design.
She can save everything she cherishes, and all she has to do is abandon what she doesn't care about.
After weighing the pros and cons, the answer is obvious.
...
Bang!
A searing beam of light erupts from her gun barrel, piercing straight through Forever25's body.
Wh...?
Your offer is tempting, but—
I don't need your charity.
Crimson fluid splatters across the wall covered in story outlines, marking the end of the shackles that had confined her.
For Vie-chan<//Jetavie>, not having a reason has always been reason enough to pull the trigger.
And here I thought they'd be tough. Turns out they're just another minion that goes down in one shot.
Thud!
In that same instant, the locked door bursts open with a thunderous crash. A tsunami of light floods in, instantly tearing apart the gray-white prison.
...Raven?!
The young girl stands frozen in disbelief, unable to move.
After a moment of silence, she realizes who it is and excitedly rushes toward the light, throwing her arms around the familiar figure.
How did you...? I thought you'd never find me...
Seeing the human's bracelet, she raises her own wrist—on the small digital display, two bright dots overlap perfectly.
Did they hurt you? Are you injured?
Suddenly remembering something important, she grabs the human's hands and checks them over from head to toe.
That's a relief. If anything had happened to you... I would've gone ballistic and blown this whole world to pieces!
She tilts her head up, wearing that familiar mischievous smile.
Really? I was worried we might be wandering around here until the end of time.
Hearing this, the girl's face lights up with excitement as she raises her weapon.
Oh! I get it, Raven means—
Let's wreck this place and smash it to pieces!
Sigh, sigh, sigh, I'm working overtime voluntarily, I'm working overtime voluntarily, I'm working overtime voluntarily, I'm working overtime voluntarily, I'm working overtime voluntarily!
I'm not a scab—I just don't want to get fired! I have two cats to feed, I still have unfulfilled dreams, I don't want my parents yelling at me... I'm really not a traitor to the workers!
BOOM—
Huh?
<size=45>BOOM—!!</size>
Ehhhhh???
Hahaha! Burn it all down!
Vie-chan fires wildly into the server room, and crimson beams instantly trigger an explosion that sets the entire room ablaze.
That's it already? No way—I need to teach them a proper lesson.
Don't you dare act all high and mighty, deciding people's fates with your pathetic excuses!
Several laser beams suddenly shoot out, melting through the concrete walls with an ear-splitting roar.
Amidst the billowing smoke, burning papers flutter through the air as overhead alarms wail, echoing throughout the entire floor.
Phew—that felt amazing!
Let's head home and do a victory celebration stream, Raven!
After confirming all the 'spectral shadows' have escaped through the fire exit, you sit with Vie-chan at the computer containing the transfer program and connect the necessary equipment.
Of course, everyone over there is waiting for us!
You press the Enter key, and a countdown for the program's execution immediately appears on the large display screen.
5
Ah, that reminds me—since we're about to leave, why don't we leave one last present for them?
She plugs her tail into the computer tower and with a swift flash, hundreds of electronic devices throughout the entire building light up simultaneously.
4
Format and self-destruct program—activate!
3
At her command, every electronic device except the computer in front of you begins crackling and popping with sparks, executing the self-destruct protocol.
2
I wish for a world without overtime!
1
In this moment of spectacular fireworks, she quietly moves closer and firmly grips your hand.
Bye——bye! I'll——ne——ver——see——you——again!!
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<i>The sense of the world must lie outside the world.</i>
<i>——Ludwig Wittgenstein</i>
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