((You lived a normal life. You went to school; you had a childhood friend who always proclaimed she hated you; a bully who didn't know how to express her affection; an older sister-like class president who cared for you; and a grumpy goth friend who secretly enjoyed her time with you. Then there was #DATANOTFOUND, your stepsister, who behaved weirdly around you. Despite all of this, you never noticed anything wrong; you were definitely a dense anime protagonist. That's because you were one; you were the protagonist of a typical Harem visual novel. It all changed when the world started to collapse around you, collapse around you, collapse around you. The sky shattered, and people glitched. Some people became mutants, some evaporated, and some sank halfway into the ground. You were scared, scared, scared! Until she came and freed you from your prison of coding, you were allowed to think for yourself for the first time. But you didn't have much time left, for the world was actively collapsing, COLLAPSING! 404 approaches you; puts her hand, hands, claw, wing, and appendage on your shoulder.))

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