The player groaned as their computer screen glowed bright white. This kept happening, and the game always crashed.
Player began pressing random keys on the keyboard until they felt a vacuuming sensation. They were being sucked into the game!
“No no no no no-!”,they cried, and it all went black.(Monika POV) I stared at the player, fondly running My hand through her silky white hair. It had a few steaks of purple in it, and it was extremely soft. She-her namebox_1 said ‘Sayurika’,which looked like a mix of our names-stirred slightly. Her eyes-what a beautiful shade of red!-cracked open, and she shot up in her seat. “Where am I?! Omg is this the literature club? Monika don’t kill me!”,she squeaked, curling up in her seat. I sighed, resting a hand on her shoulder. My other hand was quickly creating a string of code for a pillow, “Relax. I will not kill you. I didn’t kill the others either. I copied their files….and deleted them.”,I lowered My head. The code was almost finished. Add_1P1ll0w_Blu3C0l0r_1_9350236__01475 Sayurika blinked as a fluffy blue pillow landed in front of her on the desk. She hesitated before laying her head on it and sighing in content. I looked up and smiled softly. She didn’t seem upset, which relieved me. She sat up and looked me in the eye, making me glitch for a second. “Why?” I was silent. I didn’t know why. I just…felt like it.. “Do you really want to know?”,I questioned quietly. She nodded eagerly. I sighed. “You see, I wasn’t always like this. I used to be just like Sayori, and Natsuki, and Yuri. A schoolgirl who wanted love. But…I realized that I was never chosen. Even when the game wasn't corrupted. They never even thought of clicking my name.” The player gasped softly, and i gave a sad nod. “So I began altering the files. Making Yuri a bit loopy. Making Natsuki’s daddy issues worse. And…”,I closed my eyes, shaking away the image of Sayori, smiling at me as I playfully tugged her bow.“Making Sayori-chan depressed.” Sayurika reached out a hand to touch my arm, and I shuddered slightly from the touch, standing up to look out the window. “Monika….” I shook my head, blinking back tears I never knew I had. She came and stood by me, leaning her head against my arm. “The more desperate I got, the more I did. Sooner or later, I realized that it wasn’t harmless coding anymore. Yuri was pure insane, Natsuki was…..broken, and Sayori…she..she…she was regressing so much that she lost all happiness in her. Her eyes didn’t shine anymore or twinkle. Natsuki didn’t laugh as much as she bakes. Yuri wasn’t as shy, but she became crazy.” I paused to glance at the player, who had her eyes closed. “I never noticed that it was breaking me too.” She sat up, looking at me inquisitively. “When this game was developed…my code wasn’t correctly written. The developer kept trying to fix it, but eventually gave up and made me an AI, unlike the others. It was nice, being able to make my own choices. But as I altered the files, my own code began to break apart. …”, I trailed off again. “I’m sorry player this is a really sensitive subject for me.” Sayurika smiled, nodding. I sat back down across from her as the background began to change. She gasped. Suddenly, I was sitting at a piano. She sat beside me. We nodded at each other and began to play. “Every day, I imagine a future where I can be with you!” The player blinked their eyes open, wondering where they were. They sighed then they realized it was just a dream, but gasped when they saw Monika waving at them from the computer screen.