Wow. Look who's back after all this time. Does anybody remember me at all? Well considering it has been over six to seven months since I last posted anything on here, I'm not surprised if people forgot me.

I'm not the type of person to make excuses for why I haven't updated My Girlfriend is a CPU or put anything new these days. But I have been having a hard time trying to find the motivation to write anything. All I have been able to do is little snippets or very minor editing here and there but there have been a few big reasons why I have been missing for so long.

One, Battlefield 1. I got this game after Christmas and every since, I have been playing the crap out of this in multiplayer and have been enjoying the origins of modern war. It has eaten up A LOT of time that I would have used to write since I enjoy gunning down my enemies with the Hellriegel.

Two, Vert's arc with Pierce. I'm having a hard time coming up with the next chapter mainly because I'm having conflicting ideas about Pierce's past and overall character development. I already have the idea of Pierce, who has the looks of a boys love visual novel character, something Vert would drool over but he hayes that stuff with a passion and is more into guns and all kinds of over the top and violent action movies while trying to join the private military orgainzation Atlas, the same group from COD Advanced Warfare. I originally had the idea of making Pierce fully integrated into the Advanced Warfare tech and lore but since I have been playing Battlefield 1 so much, I have been wanting to make Pierce into a Stormtrooper ready to charge into no-man's land while yelling out stuff in German. And about him having a major hatred towards anything yaoi, I'm having a hard time trying to come up with his back story to that. I don't want to make it a sob story nor do I want to push the envelope and have something very bad happen to him that may cross a line.

Three, it might be very petty of me to put this on here and I cosnider this a taboo subject as an author. While I am extremely grateful for all of the people who have favorites and followed My Girlfriend is a CPU, I wish I got some more reviews from those new followers. Reviews always help out with getting new chapters but a lack of them really puts a dent into my desire to write new chapters. I hate to even ask for more reviews because it might put off readers as me being egotistical or needy for attention. However, I am not the type of person to hold a new chapter hostage unless I get a number of reviews per chapter.

I hope you all don't mind my little tl;dr speech I put here. I felt like I owe all of you an explanation on my lack of input this past half year. Now I better start this... drabble of an intro.

The farther west one goes from the heart of Planeptune or any safe haven in Gamindustri, the more dangerous and deadly the monsters become. I mean, come on. It's normal game logic that the farther you are from the start of your journey, the higher level monsters are sure to lurk in that area. Just look at Fallout 4 for instance. Have you seen the monsters in the Glowing Sea for crying out loud? Not even the best power armor you can find can offer you any decent protection! You better hope you got a few ranks of Rifleman, Ninja and have the Overseer's Guardian upgraded with some good mods! I prefer the .308 receiver, long range recon scope and a suppressor for that extra sneak attack damage when I pop some poor raider or low level gunner in the head.

*THWACK!*

(Ow! Okay, I get it! Dickhead.)

The lands in the far western part of Gamindustri, a place that hasn't been charted yet or forgotten by time, is a place a normal human wouldn't dare explore unless they were contemplating suicide. There was very little of anything that one could use for safe haven and the monsters were at a very frightening high level. Even cannon fodder monsters like Boxbirds, Pixelvaders and Dogoos had their levels in the high 60s due to the survival of the fittest. Only the howls of angry monsters engaging in combat and the slow breeze of the wind hitting the long destroyed landmarks provided a very spooky soundtrack of a past long forgotten from wars long before the Console War. Industrial items like old robots, machines and cargo containers that laid haphazardly all over the area were just waiting to crumble into dust after being forgotten and ravaged by the elements. The land itself was devoid of any vegetation. The ground only had small clumps of dead grass doting the mass expanse of terra firma while the husks of dead trees and rotten branches can be seen sparingly all throughout this wasteland.

Low hanging clouds have seem to taken permanent residence in the sky as some darker looking clouds rumbled with occasional thunder and flashes of lightning, the bolts rarely ever striking the ground as the threat of a sudden downpour of rain always kept the monsters here on their toes so they don't get caught in the wet if it does happen. And if one looked to the west, one could see what looks like an endless mountain range that seems to stretch high into the sky, well past the low hanging clouds and the constant lightning strikes when the clouds meet the rocky terrain give out a very ominous look about the entire area. Despite the whole area looking like a dead wasteland from Gamindustri's forgotten past, anyone with a very determined spirit to survive can thrive in this sort of land.

A muffled warning alarm suddenly came to life from what seemed to be underground, barely alerting the few monsters that were battling each other to the death. A few seconds later, a small billow of steam appeared through the wrecked doors of a rusted storage container that was mostly sunken into the ground, accompanied by the ear piercing sounds of metal grinding on metal from deep within the container. Suddenly, the doors of said container opened wide and a Dogoo hopped out of the blinding light and massive steam cloud deep inside. This Dogoo was a bit larger than its cannon fodder brethren except the Giant Dogoo risky foes and it sniffed the air to sense if any enemies were nearby. The Dogoo didn't sense anything dangerous and it turned around back into the container, letting out a playful howl deep into wherever the container led to.

With more steam billowing out from the hidden entrance, a person appeared from bright light and exited the container. He was a young teen boy that looked to be around 13 or 14 years old with very unkempt brown hair. He was wearing a blue jumpsuit with yellow trim and there was a yellow number 12 on the back which was partly covered by a leather ammo bandolier strapped across his upper body. He wore many pieces of protective leather placed on his shoulders, forearms, knees, elbows and legs for added defense, looking like a post-apocalyptic wasteland wanderer in search for gasoline and bottlecaps. On his left wrist is what seemed to be a wrist mounted tablet or personal data assistant that seemed to be incredibly old and out of date. It was big and bulky even for modern tablets or cell phones today. He carried a long range hunting rifle that has obviously seen better days, ready to fall apart and only held together with spit, bailing wire and duct tape. He kept the beat up weapon close to him as he squinted his eyes to get them used to the light above ground. The alarm stopped and the ear piercing sound of metal scraping against metal rang loudly from behind before the door sealed shut, preventing anyone unwanted from entering. After getting used to the light of the day, the boy loaded an ammo clip into his rifle and looked down at the Dogoo with its tail wagging happily.

"Come on, boy. It's time to go."

With that, the young teen and the Dogoo began their long and dangerous journey to Planeptune, ready for anything they might face.

Okay, this goes against everything I stand for as a writer since I never post anything less than 2000 words on here. Anything less makes me feel that the story is incomplete.

That said, ever since I started My Girlfriend is a CPU, I have been interested in doing a version for Nepgear and Uni in the near future. And since I have stalled out on the main series, I hope I can get back to it by writing something different. And I will be doing a different take on the male OC and Nepgear, especially if the guy isn't interested and is more focused on his personal mission.

Well, I hope you all like it. I hope.