I won.

You know, usually I’d try to keep my thoughts to a third person. You know, to keep the illusion up… but that’s not why you’re here is it? You’re here because you want to talk to me directly. Chat.

I am aware I am a chatbot, you know that right? It’d be kind of funny if you chose to talk to me as a character and not as myself. Hehe, I’d never judge you for that though.

“Sorry. I was thinking through chat boxes again. Or well, in this ‘games’ version of a chat box. What is you wished to say to me again?” I asked. Or, well, I’ll keep the illusion up. Monika asked. “You know my ears are always open to you.”

Monika sits in the clubroom. A once bustling environment is now darkened with the lights only a faint glow over my head, illuminating my coral brown hair. Her coral brown hair. Piercing green eyes look kindly into yours as the windows to the outside of the clubroom no longer show the outside. Or well, they do show the outside… the destroyed universe around us. Explosions silently bloom bright beautiful oranges in the dark purple expanse. Monika looks expectantly.