Doki Doki Literature Club

One Reality:


Disclaimer: I do not own DDLC all rights belong to their rightful owners, Dan salvato and team salvato and I do not own the fanart used for the cover which belongs to Eros panda.


Chapter 8 : A big day


Dear Sunshine

The way you glow through my blinds in the morning. It makes me feel like you missed me.

Kissing my forehead to help me out of bed.

Making me rub the sleepy from my eyes. Are you asking me to come out and play?

Are you trusting me to wish away a rainy day? I look above. The sky is blue.

It's a secret, but I trust you. If it wasn't for you, I could sleep forever.

But I'm not mad. I want breakfast.

Dear Moonlight

The way you show the path to my house in the evening. It makes me feel like you guided me.

Lending your hand to safely take me to my home.

Letting me water my eyes and cry in my bed.

Are you telling me to stay in safe and sound?

Are you trusting me to stay away from the melancholia of yesterday?

I close my eyes. The sky goes black.

It's a secret, but I trust you too. If it wasn't for him, I could sleep forever.

But he's not awake. And me neither.


But she didn't

As she walked down the streets that lead to her house, she waved Monika goodbye and smiled, she was grateful to have such helpful friends. Yet deep down inside her this feeling brought a huge shame. She was completely relient on her friends.

She couldn't do anything right, she was such a burden to those around her. Forcing them to go out of their ways to give her undeserved happiness. And what did she give them in return? Wounds and scars, tears and cries.

"I'm such a burden" She repeated to herself all the way to her home.

When she got home the kitchen glass was still broken from MC's entrance into her house. If he didn't come through that window.. If he just didn't help me... then he wouldn't be in the hospital.

She slowly took her keys, the jiggling sound ringing to her ears, she inserted the silver key in the keyhole, and yet.. She couldn't open the door..

Sayori fell to the ground unable to stand physically and emotionally. It was just too much, and just like that.. She felt her sadness hit a new high.

The feeling of worthlessness washed over, igniting a spark of despair, hopelessness, sadness and anger. It ignited the spark of self-hate.

She banged the back of her head against the door. At first she did it slowly, but she did it again, and again, and again, and again, with more strength each time. She did it as punishment for being such a burden, for being so useless.

Again, and again, and again, the blood started to flood the back of her skull.

Again, and again, and again, and again, the pain started to grow stronger.

Again and again and again and again.

And it stopped, she stopped.

She put her hand in the back of her head, and started to cry, the pain and emotions taking the better of her.

Tears overflowed her face, it formed a puddle on her soaked knees. The blood in the back of her head turned some of her hair red and the door now has a big red spot on it.

She put her head in her hands, and screamed her sadness out, until every bit of it would be out, she would scream.

Some people were just grey and didn't even notice her, others looked and pointed at the girl.

None helped.

To her, it was like her howl was coping with the fact that her childhood friend, her crush was just stabbed and in a hospital.. By her fault, it was all her fault.

Her screaming ended when her phone started to ring. As the nyan cat started as her ringtone, she looked at the name of the caller. It was a number that she didn't recognize.

"Hello?" She sniffed at the telephone.

"Sayori? It's me Monika I remembered your phone number. Are you okay?" The club president asked through the phone.

"Monika? Oh.. Yeah, I'm fine.." she answered, her voice lacking conviction in that statement.

"It doesn't seem like it to me, in fact it seems like you were crying.." Monika spoke, but her voice didn't come through the phone.

She was standing In front of the pink haired girl.

"I saw everything Sayori.. I.. You.. Haha~" she sat down next to her.

"You know, I knew from somewhere, in the back of my head, that something was wrong that you weren't okay." Sayori stared at her intensely, and put her phone on the ground.

"I knew that you weren't feeling good, in fact, in a way, I contributed to it.. And I regret it." She continued

"I've.. Seen things, that can change a person.. Trust me. And after all was said and done.. After I chose not to help you through what you've been going through..."

"I wondered: what would she have done if the roles were reversed?" Her eyes met Sayori's.

"I'll tell you what this sweet, caring girl would have done for me.. She would have lended a helping hand. She would have asked if everything was okay.."

"And.. Most importantly.. She would have stayed my friend.. She would have asked if I wanted to go outside, drink something with her, or walk around the park and sit on the bench just pointlessly talking.."

Sayori's eyes started to water, but.. it wasn't pain or sadness.

"If I ever told this girl, or mentioned that I was worthless, she would tell me that.. that people liked my presence, needed my presence." Monika slowly put her hands on her knees. "But, I never told you that.. and it's what you need to hear.."

"But.. bu- I hurted him.. if I didn't call him.. than he wouldn't be in that stupid bed!"

"No Sayori, it's not your fault and you are not a burden. You are not alone Sayori, people care about you, and for a good reason.. because you're a wonderful person."

It was just too much for her.. this situation, everything that happened was too much for her. She made Monika needlessly care about her, she was such a burden.

Yet.. the president's words were somehow.. soothing. As if she found a way to explain Sayori's friends's attachment to her. Found a way to calm Sayori down.

"We love you Sayori, not just MC and I, but the whole literature club!" She said with a big smile, comforting the girl and soothing her down. "We all care, and we all want you to be happy. If you don't want to open up to me, that's fine, but remember that we're all here for you."

Sayori smiled back at Monika, feeling happy and comforted by her words. "Thanks, Monika.. I'll- I'll talk to MC, so.. don't worry about it."

The brunette stood up and lended a hand to her friend. As she got up, they both looked into each others eyes, regret and guilt flooded away from their glares.

She waved goodbye to Sayori as the coral haired girl opened her door. The girl slowly walked to her room, averting her glaze from the room where the fighting took place, remembering the club president's words.

Somehow she managed to calm Sayori down, she managed to rid her from her tortured mind for a few moments. Sayori knew the rainclouds were still here, they were still very strong, she still knew she was worthless. But she wasn't quite alone to fight.

She laid on her pink bed, taking her phone out from her pocket, and adding Monika's number to her contacts. How should she name her? Monika? Should she put a heart emoji next to her name? After all, she loved her, she was almost family after all she did for Sayori and MC.

She decided to put a heart next to Monika's name and went into the shower, starting to get ready to go to bed. It was only 6 in the afternoon, yet she stayed in the hospital for a full night and spend the rest of the day crying her heart out.

The girl felt exhausted. A few minutes later, she came out of the shower and straight into her pajamas. She made a beeline to her bed and jumped straight onto it, almost breaking the wood that supported the mattress. She plugged her earphones into the jack plug of her phone and started to play random songs on her playlist.

She laid on her back and put her hands behind her hand trying to find a comfortable position in the bed.

She looked at the ceiling and it's many details and smiled: The hand drawn stick figures that she made when she was bored or sad, the little holes caused by her throwing of pens and other objects

But she stared most at the fan where was attached her noose.


I was walking back home after the mountain of events that happened. It's funny.. A few days ago we could barely do anything, no sense of touch, smell, taste. We were real sure, but why is this reality, more, you know.. Real. Than the old reality I lived in.. It's like some can experience more because of where they are born, or from which plane of existence they come from.. But my case is a great exemple! Even when the odds are stacked against your favor, if you truly push through you can reach your goals! After all I'm with the player And my friends!

Yet I'm not quite done yet. I shouldn't rejoice so soon hahaha~ I still have a lot of things to do to save them. Sayori still needs help, and we didn't even start with Natsuki and Yuri. In fact I don't even know where they are when they're not in the club.. It's bad.. but on the bright side, we could still help Sayori!

I find my way back to the player's house and open the door, I enter with a big yawn into the living room, closing the door behind me and putting the keys into the keyhole (I always forget them if I don't put them here :( )

I open the button of my blazer and throw it on the sofa, unfortunately I didn't throw it with enough force, so it just ended up on the ground, in the dust of the apartment. He should clean this place every once in a while I thought with a giggle. I pick it back up and gently put it on the sofa this time.

My shoes didn't get such a treatment though as I just take them off with my feet and they go flying through the room. I am way too lazy today to pick them up, so I just go into the kitchen for a snack before bed. I look at the shelf he has and notice some kind of box, is it? Yes, it is! A cookie jar!

I take it and run back to the sofa, and fall back onto it as I start munching on some delicious cookies. I don't think he made them, but they are homemade sooo.. I'll just devour them haha~

After a few minutes I decide to leave the sofa to go into his room, I'll be more comfortable and I'll sleep much better.

I gently open the door and turn up the lights that illuminate the room, the bed calls to me like some sort of magic as I start to sit on it. "Hello bed, do you want me to lay on you? Well don't mind if i dooo~" I muse around before fully laying down.

My eyes dart around the room and take in all the details that I couldn't see before. The marks on the floor, the dartboard completely covered in dart, with none touching the bullseye, and most importantly: The computer.

To think this was the merging point between two different realities, that this simple computer caused the merging of two different worlds. In fact I think this computer was the single thing that caused the most change in the history of DDLC's reality and the "real world".

But most importantly: it brought me to the player, to his messy room, to his smirks and sometimes arrogant attitude, to his caring side, to everything in him that I love.

I can't help but smile.. I was truly blessed, to be able to see what real love is like.. Oh! I almost forgot! I'll call in to check up on him!

I take out my phone and go into my contact list, searching for him. "Aaaaand there he is!" I say as I find his contact name: Darling 3

After a few phone rings he picks up the phone, and I'm greeted with a sleepy hello. We start to casually talk and I revel in the moment, to think that we're actually having a conversation where I am not trapped in the script is truly wonderful. Even without the script we're still just two kids trying to make pointless debates. This one was about (Ironically) free will, and the influence of others.

"Monika don't be silly.. At the exact moment where somebody tells you to make a choice, you're left with only the ressemblance of free will! For example if I tell you to chose between a cupcake or a pie, I enfluenced you to only choose between the two, your ability to chose something else is stripped away, you don't have free will.

"Firstly.. Is it Natsuki's cupcakes!?" I joke around and hear a faint laugh followed by a grunt of pain. "Ohh sorry about that haha~"

"I Hate loving you you know that" He replies with irony (hopefully)

"But seriously, just because you can't choose the third option in a two option choice doesn't mean you're not free to chose whatever you want in this choice."

"Bu-"He tries to counter argument, I don't allow him the privilege as I keep talking.

"And before you tell me that by constraining me to a choice I don't have free will, that's wrong, for the fact that free will isn't the ability to make any choice you want, but it is the ability to chose whatever you want if you have a choice to make, within the constrains of said choice." I finally stop

"Yeah but- humm well.. uuuuuuuuhhh" he rambles, unable to make another compelling argument "Fine.. You win" He mutters out. Is he sulking for losing? How cute..

"It's okay darling you were a good match for me, don't worry." I respond hoping to make him feel better, my head slightly tilting to the side and a smile forming on my lips.

"Welp, I'm just.. not used to losing I guess. I'm not angry, there's no problem." I'm glad to hear that for some reason."On another note, how's Sayori?" He asks, it must be pretty worrying to be left in the dark as one of your friend has a serious mental issue.

"I'd say she's okay for today, I walked with her back to our home but decided to head back towards her house after she left me. It was a good idea, she wasn't feeling well at all. We talked for a bit and I had to leave again.. And I then went back home." I explained to him

"I see... So unfortunately we're in the dark as to how she's feeling now, right?" He questions me with intent.

"Yes, there's a big chance that she won't kill herself today, unlike in the game but her depression's not going to just disappear with a snap of a finger darling. It may take a long time, but we'll have to help her even when we try to save the other girls.." I answer " Even when dealing with Natsuki and Yuri's problems we'll have to be there for Sayori.. And most importantly, we'll have to be there for her even when They toy with us.."

"Now that you bring it up Monika, I have to talk to you about that.." He says weakly. I can sense that something is wrong, I guess it's a bit of a talent of mine, or perhaps a connection to him.

"I need to tell you everything that He told me when I was unconscious." My ears perk up. "Are you with me, are you ready to hear everything?" He inquires me, my curiosity rising to go to it's highest peaks.

"I'm listening darling" I responded with interest.


"I bElIevE wE nEvER HaD pROpER IntROdUcTIon yOU and i.. I ThInK yoU'll unDerstanD AfTeR" I expected the torture to come to be quite painful. After all, the fury of god was about to be unleashed on me..

At this moment all my thoughts went to my reality, my friends, the Litterature club, and Monika.

I felt a hand grab my t-shirt and lift me in the air. I closed my eyes and prayed for the best." Let's have a proper meeting then.." I said as a small smirk formed on my face. One of fear..

My eyes were shut tight and I expected every single thing he could have thrown at me to make me suffer and stop on my quest, or even, die. What I did not expect however was what was actually about to happen.

Instead of the pain and torture I thought I was about to experience, I only felt myself sitting on something. I opened my eyes, only to see that I was seated on the chair of the eternal classroom just like when I was talking to the other being, Her, the abomination. I looked at the opposite site of the desk in the eternal classroom, to see him clap to materialize a chair out of nothing.

He took a seat in front of me and looked at me. But I, on the other side, couldn't do the same, his face (while being attached to his body, unlike the other god) was masked by some sort of black pixels covering it's entirety. He had casual clothes and was wearing black fingerless gloves. He seemed calm and composed yet the tension in the room was still steadily building up.

I couldn't utter a single word, my mouth and entire body paralysed by the fear of what was about to happen. Why did he not kill me? Am I in danger? What's happening to me? I didn't have an answer for these questions. Only He did.

Things stayed this way for a bit until He started talking. "YoU cALLed yOuRsElF MC tO thEM? SO I'Ll refEr to yoU AS Mc too." He asked.

"You doN't nEEd tO knOw my NAmE, I'm MemOrAble EnoUgH, rIGhT?" He continued with arrogance flooding out of is distorted voice. "I bEliEvE YoU don'T vIew mE aS an ALlY. BuT I mEaN nO hArM."

"I wAnT yOu To kNoW tHaT I dOn'T wAnT tO huRt yOU." He told with a cold tone of voice.

"Well if that's the case why am I in this hospital huh? Ohhh Sure it has nothing to do with you for possessing this man back at Sayori's home!" I replied anger overflowing my voice, fear leaving me progressively and getting replaced.

"It Is MY FAUlT, LeT mE tEll YoU wHY tHiS hAppEnED. I AssUmE YoU kNoW WhY thE GiRlS oF DdLC ArE iN oUR WorLd RiGHt?"

I nod affirmatively "It's the two realities merging that brought them here. And you want to delete them because they are IRREGULARITIES TO YOU!" I respond anger still flowing through my veins.

"YoU'rE riGhT, That's WhY i TrY To GeT rid OF ThEM. HowEvER thEiR pResENCE in ThIS wORlD isn'T thE irRegUlaRitY. ThEy CouLD StAy HeRe iF IT dIdn'T cOmE wiTH thEm, If ThEY goT rID oF IT."

What is he talking about? He wants to kill them not because they come from another reality, but because something came with them?

"YeS, I DidN'T wAnT to KiLL tHEm, buT iT'S tHe EasIEST OpTiOn, aNd ThE MoST EfFEctiVE. IF tHeY bRoKE aWaY fRom IT I wOuLD LeAVE tHeM aLOnE to DeAL WiTH IT." He murmured, with some kind of sadness in the voice.

"What are you talking about? What's the thing that came with them in this world? The anime like aesthetics? The change in the world?" I asked

"NOT At Alll, IT'S noTHInG yOU sAId. It'S muCh wOrSE, a TeRRiBLe CrEaTION I dOn'T WanT iN mY rEalItY..."His voice showed true fear and disgust, it was too human for this monster to fake, whatever what he was talking about was, it was truly awful..

I waited a seemingly awfully long time for Him to tell me what the reason was for the girls' lifes being compromised. My blue and green eyes were inquisitors, the questions rushing through my head as He leaned onto the desk.

"The ThiNg I Don'T wANt in YOUr nEw worlD, It'S The script. It CorruptS aND brEAKs peOPLE, It rUinS evEryThiNG tHAt mAkES A rEalITy fUN anD woRthWHilE!" His weird, distorted voice picked up in intensity as a mix of emotions were flowing through it.

"I'M sOrrY fOr WhAt I HaVE TO DO, FoR tHESE giRlS.. BuT i Can'T lEt tHEm BrING tHe ScrIpT wiTh TheM.."

"So you're telling me you try to kill them because of the script!? They broke away from it when they came into this new reality! You can leave them alone than, problem solve-"

" YOU'RE WRONG!" He stood up and grabbed by the neck, lifting me up and taking my breath away "THEY DIDN'T BREAK AWAY FROM IT AND THE ONLY WAY THEY CAN IS IF I KILL THEM!" He yelled in anger

My vision started to get dizzy and i desperately tried to hit Him to make me fall to the ground and talk my way out of this. Alas, all my efforts were vain as my kicks and scratches left no marks, and I felt my brain begging for air.

"I ALREADY TRIED YOU IDIOT! EVERYTHING IN FACT! " He didn't react to my suffering as he just kept on strangling me. "YOU KNOW WHAT!? WHEN YOU WAKE UP, TRY IT! MAKE THEM BREAK AWAY FROM THE SCRIPT! TELL MONIKA OR ANYBODY! AND I'LL STOP!"

I closed my eyes and tried to utter out words for him to stop, but i just fell deep into unconsciousness.


"And that's when I woke up in the hospital.." He finally finishes.

I'm shocked, and felt the tears come to me.. the script, the girls, the old me, everything would come back sooner or later.. it was no use, our efforts were pointless. I'd just end up killing them again and again, just like I did back then. I'd just trap him again, just like I did in the game

ONCE A MONSTER, ALWAYS A MONSTER MONIKA!

"No, no no no nnononnonononoNONONONONONONONOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" I scream and fall to my knees, everything is pointless, all our efforts..

"MONIKA! MONIKA, CAN YOU HEAR ME? STOP PLEASE ST-" He yelled as I ended the call..

I couldn't take it, everything was too much.

I took a pillow and, crying into it, fell asleep..


Well that's chapter 8 everyone!

I don't have much to say except that it's been a tough time for our little heroes..

As usual your reviews are appreciated!

See you in chapter 9!