The young boy scowled in rage as he rubbed the back of his head.
He was in a room- a room made of stone with words chiseled into the walls. Every single inch of the room- barring its wooden doorway was covered in letters. And these weren't any random letters, no.
They all spelt out prophecies- carved into these walls over many years by a seer who had died centuries ago.
The boy in question was trying to read a particular one that was being painstakingly difficult to do so.
For one, it was the only prophecy in the room that was written mirrored- so that the young boy had to awkwardly carry a hand mirror in his hand to read it. Secondly, it was crammed into a corner so that it was nearly impossible to position the mirror properly and the boy had as a result hit his head on the wall trying. And finally the words were written in an incredibly small cursive script compared to the large bold letters that the other prophecies were written in.
No matter how hard the boy tried, he ended up seeing his own face in the mirror more often than he got a look at the prophecy. It was almost as if the ancient seer had not wanted it to be read- but then again why write it in the first place then?
As a matter of fact, anyone who tried to read that particular prophecy would always end up catching more glimpses of themselves in the mirror than they would of the prophecy.
Because that was how the seer had intended for it to be.
"Hey there," Monika said, addressing her beloved.
Of course, she couldn't see him, there was nothing but the void in front of her, and all she really had at this point were some crummy input systems that were modifications of what the game already had. Her beloved had figured out a way to attach a microphone as well, but that wasn't working now for some reason.
And any plans for connecting a camera were currently on hold as well.
"But… I was just wondering you know," Monika said. "If I'm going to be your girlfriend, well, I just wanted to be sure that you were, you know, a boy or not. I mean, the main character of this game was, so I kind of assumed you were so…"
Monika then spent time crafting the response. One was male and the other female of course, but then she decided to add a third option of neither to them.
The response came quickly. Her beloved was a male.
"Oh! So you really are a boy!" Monika said. "I should've expected that I guess. I mean, not many girls would play this game…"
It was one of her greatest insecurities- she knew so little about her beloved! And by comparison, he knew so much about her. Even if she barely got to talk to him during the course of the game, he still knew so much more than about her.
It was as if the two of them were on opposite sides of a telescope- what he saw of her was magnified while what she could see was tiny and insignificant.
She barely knew anything about him… aside from the things that she could extrapolate from the fact that he was playing a game like this. Which meant that he was probably a very lonely adolescent boy.
But that was just a probability- and a demographic really told her nothing else.
And this led to another, deeper one of her insecurities.
"Hey," Monika said. "Did you know that I'm a vegetarian? I don't mean to say it that way like I'm bragging… it's just that I've heard of the kind of carbon footprint livestock harvesting causes and if I refrain from eating meat than well, it would help stop contributing to all that." She then opened her eyes wide. "Oh, but if you aren't, that's totally fine too. But you know even if you were to avoid it for just a meal, say if we were on a date, then it would really mean the world to me, y'know?"
No reply came of course, and she would have given quite a lot to be able to see his reaction to her words.
She was constantly worried- was she really good enough for him? What was it that he liked in a girl anyway?
Well, clearly, she told herself, that he probably did like what he saw in her otherwise he wouldn't still be playing the game- but what if he was just bored? After all, he had to be pretty lonely to be playing a game like this in the first place. So what would happen if he found someone else in real life?
Or what if he got bored of her later on?
And for that, while she wasn't going to completely change who she was, she was certainly very open to being a little flexible. But she needed to know what he wanted from her first.
"Oh, another thing," Monika blurted out. "There's been something I've been meaning to ask you… just what was it that you were doing with Yuri in the closet when I walked in? I hope you don't have a habit of doing that… you know, luring girls to closets and then leaving them once you've had your way with them. I certainly expect more than a closet!"
Monika was sure though that her beloved was a sweetheart.
And definitely, he would be into writing something for her. She was sure she could inspire him to!
Most certainly though, he would grow to care for the environment as she did!
He would also love her… and sure she might change a bit for him, but she was sure that he loved her for who she was.
She was sure that he was a good person at heart, and far more romantic that the stupid main character.
Then again, that was a pretty low bar to set- he could hardly write worse than stringing together a bunch of random words, right?
And oh well, she supposed, even if he wasn't like what she imagined, she would still love him.
She stared lovingly into the void as she continued imagining what he must be like.
She had forgotten however, or maybe she was just choosing to ignore the fact though, that as she stared into the void- the void, very similarly, stared back at her.
A/N: This chapter was a bit more abstract than the others... something Yuri would like.
Anyway, thanks for reading! If you guys have any requests, do please let me know, and don't forget to leave a review!
Also, much like 'The Woman In the High Tower', a shout out for whoever figures out where the introduction to this chapter is from!