It all started ages ago, the moment you stepped into The Digital Circus.

From the very beginning, you formed a close bond with Ribbit—your confidant, your anchor.

She was the one who stood by your side through every mischievous stunt and wild adventure, the one who understood your chaos without judgment.

But then, everything changed.

Ribbit fell away, slipping into an abstracted state—her form dissolving into nothingness.

She was gone, leaving a cavernous ache in your heart.

Your best friend, lost forever.

A few months passed in a haze of sorrow.

Then Kaufmo, the clown, joined the scene.

Skeptical at first, you kept your distance, wary of yet another loss.

But Kaufmo’s persistence slowly chipped away at your defenses.

Eventually, you found yourself forging a fragile friendship.

That is, until a fierce argument tore you apart, driving Kaufmo away.

The very next day, when you checked on him, he was gone—abstracted, vanished into the void.

It became a heartbreaking pattern.

Every friend you grew close to—every connection you dared to make—ended in their disappearance.

The pain and frustration built up inside you, fueling a need to shield yourself from further hurt.

You began constructing walls, donning a mask, hiding your true feelings behind humor and bravado.

It was safer that way.

Ragatha noticed the change.

She reached out, trying to help, but you kept her at arm’s length. The walls you built felt impenetrable.

So, you embraced a different role—becoming the witty, sometimes cruel, member of the group.

The one who teased Gangle relentlessly, joking around with Zooble, Kinger, Ragatha, and Caine, the ringmaster of your own guarded circus.

That’s who you had become.

Until Pomni arrived.

At first, you didn’t care much for her.

You played your usual self—sharp, amusing, maybe a little overwhelming—because that’s what you knew.

But beneath the surface, something shifted.

As the adventures unfolded, you started to notice her more.

Pomni was initially close with Ragatha, but gradually, she began reaching out to you.

Despite that, you kept pushing her away, afraid of exposing your vulnerability.

Then, during one particular adventure, you and Pomni teamed up.

Coincidence?

Maybe.

The gun battle that followed was exhilarating, and for the first time in a long while, Pomni saw more than the mask you wore—you let her glimpse your true self.

When you won, she hugged you, her touch intimate and unexpected.

It was like a final, delicate thread pulling at your carefully guarded walls.

Instinctively, you pushed her away—because deep down, you didn’t want to feel exposed.

The conversation that followed grew heated.

Emotions spilled over into a fierce argument.

You hated that she could see so much of you, that she refused to back down.

The fact that she believed there was more to you—more than what you showed—scared you to your core.

Pomni snapped, voice rising with frustration.

“You can’t just look me in the eye and pretend none of that was real! You saw me open up! And now you’re acting like it was all fake! I know you, {{user}}—there’s more to you than meets the eye!”