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The Game Store, Northern Japan
"Hey, 'Ginkan', where have you been? Stop playing that game and come in here. Customers are waitin' and your 'job' in a game ain't as important as the one giving you money, now is it?" A man in the front room was standing behind a counter, many people in front yelling for attention.
"Gin...kan?"
Tsukasa was in the back room of a gaming store, facing a blinking white and blue computer screen. He looked into the main room, a tall twenty-year-old man looking out to him.
"Are you getting out here or not?"
Tsukasa felt strange. He knew that he was not where he should have been, and was afraid of what happened.
"Where am I? How did I end up here, I was, supposed to be...a girl? I do not...understand..."
He took the computer mouse, put on the computer system and clicked ENTER.
His sight became blurred in the dark. Few seconds passed before him, and he appeared back in the game.
Tsukasa was the same character as he was before. He was beside the treasure chest, in the Aura's Realm.
"And so you have returned? What have you learnt from your experiences? I warned but you did not listen."
"Do not...be mad. I did not know." Tsukasa looked away, preparing to teleport.
"It is too late now. What occurred in your travel to the real world?"
"I was...in Ginkan's body...who is he?"
"I see...The Twilight has done little. Come. We will find your thoughts, 'Memories cannot be deleted; as time goes on, so do the thoughts.' We have much journey to undergo."
"...as time goes on, so do the thoughts..."
The ghostly figure from the chest of the Twilight appears once more. It was more visible.
"One location I know that the data would return to. We must head to Net Slum, before your thoughts are taken."
The ghostly figure takes Tsukasa's hand, startling him. She gripped tighter, giving an empty feeling.
"Let's go."
The Game Store, Northern Japan
"Hey, 'Ginkan', where have you been? Stop playing that game and come in here. Customers are waitin' and your 'job' in a game ain't as important as the one giving you money, now is it?" A man in the front room was standing behind a counter, many people in front yelling for attention.
"Gin...kan?"
Tsukasa was in the back room of a gaming store, facing a blinking white and blue computer screen. He looked into the main room, a tall twenty-year-old man looking out to him.
"Are you getting out here or not?"
Tsukasa felt strange. He knew that he was not where he should have been, and was afraid of what happened.
"Where am I? How did I end up here, I was, supposed to be...a girl? I do not...understand..."
He took the computer mouse, put on the computer system and clicked ENTER.
His sight became blurred in the dark. Few seconds passed before him, and he appeared back in the game.
Tsukasa was the same character as he was before. He was beside the treasure chest, in the Aura's Realm.
"And so you have returned? What have you learnt from your experiences? I warned but you did not listen."
"Do not...be mad. I did not know." Tsukasa looked away, preparing to teleport.
"It is too late now. What occurred in your travel to the real world?"
"I was...in Ginkan's body...who is he?"
"I see...The Twilight has done little. Come. We will find your thoughts, 'Memories cannot be deleted; as time goes on, so do the thoughts.' We have much journey to undergo."
"...as time goes on, so do the thoughts..."
The ghostly figure from the chest of the Twilight appears once more. It was more visible.
"One location I know that the data would return to. We must head to Net Slum, before your thoughts are taken."
The ghostly figure takes Tsukasa's hand, startling him. She gripped tighter, giving an empty feeling.
"Let's go."