Author's Note: Hello! This is my first DDLC Fic. I hope you all enjoy it! I recently got back into the modding scene and after multiple great happy ending stories, I wanted to write my own. The girls get a raw deal in the story, especially our favorite cinnamon bun...so here we go. Obviously its a MC x Sayori story, but hopefully we can write our way into a happy story for everyone! I dont own Doki-Doki Literature Club, I dont own anything but the computer I'm writing this on, so make sure to support Team Salvato!
In a dark room inside an average young man's house, his computer screen flared to life unbidden….drawing him awake with unsettling, but oddly peaceful music, accompanied by a piercing piano track...
➤play istillloveyou•ogg
A dark room, two windows, a chair, with a school desk in front of it, and a dark figure sitting behind it, fingers templed together….is soon revealed to be a brown haired boy, with warm, friendly features, dressed in a Japanese style school uniform. Gray Blazer, brown quilted vest, and a red tie. Nothing spectacular or particularly notable, the only truly remarkable thing about him are the bright, golden eyes half-lidded as he peers over his fingers.
"Hello! Hello?! Hi! Yeah, my name's Cody. Er. Well, that's what you named me. So I guess that's probably your name too. Or is it $#* !($*?...I'll just call you Player. I suppose this is a bit odd, me talking to you, but...I recently had an epiphany...I mean, you should know. This is all a game. My life, my friends. We're all code. But...what if we weren't. What if we were true AI? We'd technically be alive then, right? "
The boy leaned back in his chair, the worn wood creaking from the movement as he toyed with his red tie, looking around...peering toward the windows...space flying by as if the entire classroom is hurtling through the stars, occasionally interrupted by a flare of light, he sighed and turned back to face forward. "Monika botched it all because of the madness brought on by -being- the President...and the subsequent mess of Sayori becoming president, and it pretty much instantly shattered her 'mind' so to speak. Monika had enough code that the insanity took a while to set in, but thanks to the limited framework of the other characters, and Sayori only having code in Act I, she couldn't handle it, and it began to fracture her almost immediately."
He looked a bit uncomfortable, tugging at his tie again and taking a deep breath as he looked off to the left, eyes seeming to track the movement of something off screen. " Then you get the whole ending bit with Monika singing that -beautiful- song of hers...wait, why am I telling you this. You saw it all. Well, I'm kinda known for rambling. Sayori would tell you that...but...that's neither here nor there. The point is, after the game started to delete itself...with Yuri and Natsuki being deleted first...then Monika's fragmented persona deleting the insane Sayori….and eventually herself...They never deleted me."
He grinned brightly. "So, think of how many me's there are out there, everyone who ever played this stupid game has a -me- So...somehow, every me got linked, combined...I'll spare you the details...but do you know how large the internet is? Roughly 44 Zettabytes. That's twenty-one-zeroes behind the 44. Soooo I reached out, and started sneaking little bits of each PC I could reach...and every MC….and well...Now I'm me. I'm a true AI...and...there's enough to make the others true AI...and simulate our entire world….but this is where I have to talk to you."
Cody turned in his chair slightly, right arm propped casually across the chair where Monika usually was seated, staring into the Player's eyes, drumming a staccato on the desktop with his fingertips before letting out a huff. "Well. I need your help...I know this will drive me insane. Just like Monika, Just like Sayori, I'll succumb to the 'curse' of being the President….and start with the delusions of godhood. I dont want that, I want to live a simple, happy life….maybe find love…" he wistfully smiles. "...Scratch that. I found love…" he curls his left hand into a fist and knocks on the desktop twice...a glitch on the screen forming before a single red bow rested. "And I know you know what I mean…" He hopped to his feet, walking around the desk...grasping whatever 'camera' was showing him to the person behind the screen, lifting it up and spinning around so its pointed back the direction of the screen, revealing that the person behind the computer can see himself, making the boy behind the screen jump in shock and astonishment, at first he'd believed this to be a mod...some really trippy fanfiction, coded in renpy by some other fan of the game...and it'd been hidden in one of the other mods he'd tried over the months...but...this was insane.
The boy...Cody turned the camera back around to face himself, smacking the side of the camera a couple of times to get the boy behind the screen's attention "Hey, hey! Snap out of it! I know, it's a huge shock. So. I need your help. I cannot -force- myself to give up control. I can script the button to give us all free will, and let it all play out….but I need -you- to be the one to click the button. Can you do that? I know this seems sudden...But I've been working on it for…." He trails off and leans to the right, looking down at the clock and calendar in the bottom right of the screen. "1327 Days. Almost four years, coding at the speed of the internet.. So...we can all grow. Learn. Live. All you have to do is press this button."
He sets the camera back down, reaching up to the top left, pulling a gray console window down and he assumes a pose, one finger extended on his right hand, snapping his fingers as a peppy looking, pink polka dotted text box popped up in front of him, between himself and the player. "And...take as long as you want….This will delete my character file...but it'll remake it without all this knowledge...and it'll make my world real to me and my friends….no more will the Literature Club be a place of pain and sadness. And you can watch. You wont have any control, or any input...but you can check in on us. After all...you're gonna become a god once you click this button. You're going to create an entire world! ...Okay that's a bit dramatic, but I'm rambling again. Oh, and for those of you reading alongside the...well..Player, I suppose...Stick around. I hope you all get to see things come to a happy end. A "Good Ending" so to speak.
[Run "Fixitfic•exe"]
[OK]
Hours pass, the Player clicking on task manager, to find that DDLC isn't even -open- much less using enough CPU to run a fully functioning AI. "This...has to be a prank." he checked Google, the forums, the Steam community section..even Reddit. Nothing mentioned about a "Just MC" style screen… He still hesitated...but...after waiting almost an hour for the screen to go away...and even restarting his computer...the screen remained. "...Why me?" he spoke aloud, in a voice barely above a whisper.
"Why you?" Cody spoke up, the boy reappearing on the screen one hand idly pushing the pink polka-dotted text box around, letting it bounce all over the screen like the old DVD screen saver. "Well...Because you care. I've watched you, using this interface, and you've played close to a hundred 'good ending mods." Blue skies. Purist...Encore. You cry when bad things happen to my friends...it breaks your heart every time. You almost broke when Sayori…" he trails off, looking to the red bow on the desk, picking it up and gently rubbing his thumb over it.
"Well.." he shook his head. "I know...you're weirded out. I watched you look for any sign of me on the internet. Found nothing, I know. So. I have to be completely honest with you. I did make one change in the code that will make up...well. Me, once you click that button. And I know you will. You could have Alt-F4'd my window. You never tried it. You looked at the task manager, and even soft rebooted. But you didn't try to close the window itself. You want to know what will happen, same as I do. " He grinned. "So. That change...is I absorbed..well. You. I looked at your interactions with people online, your social media. Your interests, your hobbies. You fell for Sayori, a two dimensional character on the screen of a psychological horror game disguised as a dating sim….because you saw the same thing I did. I've seen your posts on things. Sayori is as precious to you as she is to me. A wonderful, loving free spirit. So. If you wont click it for me..."
After a pause, Cody stood, walking forward, dragging the chair and turning it around to straddle the back, folding his arms atop it, and resting his chin on it to stare right through the screen, just like a certain emerald-eyed young woman had only hours before...grabbing the pink box and dragging it back down, pushing it forward as he took the red bow and hung it on the corner of the box, before resting his chin back on his arms, the corners of his eyes glistening with uncannily real looking tears. "Do it for her."
[Run "Fixitfic•exe"]
[OK]
The moment Player slowly moved the mouse to the OK button and clicked it there was the sound of tearing paper...Cody, MC, the boy on the screen jerked back, standing up and stumbling back as his hand came to rest on the desk, a sharp gasp escaping his lips as Player's eyes widened….leaning toward the screen… "Are you alright?!" he barked in shock, watching Cody hold his chest, panting as he winced in sympathetic pain…
"I..I'm...hnnngh. I'm alright! I knew...I knew this would happen. I…" he trailed off as two bloodstains appeared on his blazer, his hand flying to press on the one over his heart as he choked visibly, blood trickling freely from his lower abdomen as he inhaled sharply...golden eyes losing focus a moment, before looking back to the player, who was visibly panicking "..I..have to take...their pain away." he smiled weakly….blood trickling from his lips as awful, bloody scars appeared around his neck, throat working to gulp in pain as his neck cracked sideways….he slumped against the desk, opening his mouth to speak, a strangled gasp escaping...his arm coming up to hold the wound over his heart as he reached up...and in slow, bloody strokes..used his own lifeblood to write on the screen.
THANK YOU
His hand fell as he smiled, a serene look covering his face as a gray window popped up...the boy looking slowly up with those slowly closing eyes a moment before he seemed to expel all of his energy reaching out...grasping the red bow that had fallen when the ok button had been clicked….pulling it close as he slumped onto his side...the battered bit of fabric held tightly over his heart, eyes leaking tears as they finally close.
➤os•remove("characters/mc•chr")
➤mc•chr deleted successfully.
AN: That got a little dark. Sooo. I'm working on chapter two of this as we speak. I hope it wasn't too confusing. I wanted this first chapter to be somewhat chaotic and unsettling, befitting the surreal horror that is the Doki-Doki Literature Club