AN: Here are the endings to my fic. I will be uploading a chapter for each endings, all totaling up to 3.
All endings are up to the reader for interpretation and status as canon. To elaborate, the endings are canon as you want them to be. Your route, your ending, I suppose.
Next we have the "Good" ending, which will be similar to the fan ending, but will include all the details omitted from before.
The song that I suggest to listen and read along with is Home's Odyssey, when reaching the part where Frank and Tom wakes up, which is after the first cut off.
The next ending is the Bad Ending, which has a epilogue dedicated to it called Holding On. It is the second and final DDLC fic I am doing.
I was given an ultimatum.
To either Hold On, or to Let Go.
How am I going to Let Go?
How am I going to Hold On?
I heard an agitated grumble.
"Decide now, or I will overload this system by myself! My patience and time is waning!" The man yelled from behind the screen.
It's time!
And I am choosing!
I am Letting Go.
No!
You can't!
I won't let you!
I won't leave Monika behind without a fight!
In my head, I had an inner struggle.
The separate entity the simulation created wanted to stay with Monika forever.
But I needed to leave and follow my future.
Expending what control I had left in my body, I pulled my right hand to my face.
Valkyrie was doing everything he can to stop me.
With a great amount of effort, I was able to push my hand closer to me.
"What are you doing?!" The man asked with an immense amount of fear.
I continued to push my hand closer to me.
The white bits of code starting to wrap around my head.
Stop!
You can't do this!
Yes, I can!
This is my rightful body and mind!
I own it!
No...
Please!
I don't want Monika to be alone!
Monika was destined to be alone!
She's a self-aware script gone wrong, nothing more and nothing less!
The girl messed with everyone!
Monika caused Sayori to hang herself, Yuri to become a psycho, and altered Natsuki's house-life to have an abusive father!
It's time for you to Let Go!
...
...
...
No!
Even despite all this, I can't let her go!
She needs me as much as I need her!
I don't want her to die!
She deserves it!
After all the chances you have given her, she constantly messed it up!
This is what needs!
The sweet release of death!
Now Let GO!
Nooo!
I will never let go of my one true love!
With Project Control in my hands, I forcibly pressed my hand against my skull.
Enough is enough!
I want another shot at life, and you aren't going to stop me!
Tracy is waiting for me and she wants my forgiveness!
It's time for me to Hold On!
I mentally decimated any resistance from the fake.
The searing pain of someone leaving me was accompanied with the relaxing pleasure of sanity.
I'm sorry, Monika.
You are one and only.
I will always love you.
I finally regained my senses, finally crushing the last influences of Valkyrie in me.
I forced him out of my system, and it made everything much more clearer now.
The screen to our right cut off completely.
"Val...?" Monika called to me.
That name felt completely foreign to me, and I didn't respond to her.
I slowly stood up from the white floor and took a deep breath.
"No... no... no!" Monika incoherently muttered as looked up to me.
I felt nothing but pity for the girl, as she was losing it.
She had no reason to live anymore.
Her lover has died by my hand.
The strange thing is that she isn't infuriated.
Instead, Monika fell down on all fours and wept.
The tears fell down for eyes, onto the floor.
"Val..." She uttered, before completely breaking down.
I knelt down and tried to comfort her.
In response she pushed me away.
I winced a bit from her aggressive response, since I was his killer.
"I'll be going to the void alone now... the only person I have ever loved is gone." She quietly cried.
The guilt I felt was immeasurable, and it made me wish I didn't let go.
I have a future now.
A future that I have with my friends and family.
As selfish as it sounds, I want to live.
Besides, it's my body not his.
But still, it hurts to see a girl cry.
"Look, Monika. Before Valkyrie left, he said that his final thoughts were about you. And despite all you have done, he still loved you."
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"I want to be with him, forever. I... I don't want to live anymore. Valkyrie was my everything and you took him away from me."
She looked up to me with a mournful smile.
"I want to join him in the afterlife."
The girl's demands were obvious.
She wants me to kill herself!
"There's more to live for!" I tried to convince. "Live on for him!"
Monika closed her eyes and kept her smile.
"I'll be honest, I am not strong enough to live on. Besides, I'm basically immortal. An eternity without him, is an eternity without purpose. A world of pain. So please, just end me. There's absolutely no reason why I should live. What's the point of the suffering if I could just end it now?""
There's no changing her mind.
And she does have a point...
She has nothing live for anyway...
A eternity of suffering, just to know you are alive is not worth it.
Unless...
I opened her palm and transferred Project Control to her.
Despite the warnings and countless errors on giving the control to her, I still did it.
"Wait... what are you doing?" She asked, looking at how I was transferring it to her.
"Giving you Project Control." I answered bluntly.
There was sliver of hope in her eyes, as I knew exactly what she was going to say.
"C-Can I bring back, Valkyrie?"
...
I sighed heavily, to which the same depressed eyes came back.
"No. Even Project Control has its limits. Despite having the power of God, it can't bend the basics of programming. There is no way to bring him back truly, and there isn't a way to separate him from me as well. The best you can do is... recreate a world where you and him exist. It won't be perfect, but it's worth a try."
I shook my head at the situation.
"If there was another choice where he and I can live, I would have definitely taken it. But this is my body, and I decide what I could do with it."
Monika gave a bittersweet smile.
"I understand completely, don't worry. But I am going to have to decline your offer."
I looked at her with bewildered eyes.
"What?! Why?"
Her smile started to waver.
"It's because I want the real Valkyrie. Not a version that I have him in my head. I want the real him, with all the strengths and weaknesses. But, that isn't possible."
She kept her hand close to her heart and sighed in melancholy content.
"Thanks for the offer. I really appreciate it, but I am done playing God. I had enough power trips to make me realize that I will always fall in the end. I guess it's time for me to Let Go, as well."
I looked at her, feeling an overwhelming amount of pity for her, before nodding and heading out.
"I'm sorry that it had to turn out like this."
She shook her head.
"Don't be. I brought this on myself. Fate has always told me that I would die alone. And I thought I cheated it... Anyway, no need to hear a girl's ramblings. You have a girl that is waiting for you back home. I know she loves you, just give her another chance."
I mustered up a smile.
"I... I will. Thanks for the advice. It was nice meeting a famous character like you. I wish you best of luck." I said, now starting a light jog to leave.
All I saw was a fake smile on her.
A smile that hid all the pain away.
I started to leave the simulation, there was a soft piano playing in the background.
It all sounded familiar, as if I heard this before.
Shrugging it off, I started to walk home.
"Every day, I imagine a future where I can be with you..."
"In my hand is a pen that will write a poem of me and you..."
"The ink flows down into a dark puddle..."
"Just move your hand- write the way into his heart!"
"But in this world of infinite choices..."
"What will it take just to find that special day?"
"What will it take just to find that special day...?"
The sound of air conditioning was very audible and it was annoying me.
I gave a groan from the noise, to which someone gasped.
"He's awake! He's fucking awake!" I heard Gabe yell.
I wanted to sleep a bit more, as my body felt ridiculously sore and exhausted.
That is, I felt a slap across my cheeks.
It was that caused me to wake up, albeit with a bit anger.
"What the fuck?!" I yelled, angry from the disturbance.
I was greeted with sight of my friends and family, all crowded around me.
My eyes lazily blinked, looking around the room, before returning to sleep.
*PWAP*
"What the fuck is it now?!" I yelled again, opening my eyes once more.
I was greeted with the sight of a blond, fair skinned girl.
Tracy...
She and I were very close.
Her eyes were glassed by tears, and her face red from all the crying.
"Frank..." She muttered, before hugging me close.
My mind was in a jargon, as I had no idea what was going on.
"I'm so happy that you are okay..." She muttered.
I patted her back.
"Uh... me too?" I replied, to which everyone laughed.
I was still confused though.
Tom!
I gently pulled away from Tracy and crawled towards Tom.
"Tom!" I yelled, hoping that would wake him up.
He gave an annoyed groan.
"Whaaat?! I am trying to sleep here!" He replied, annoyed with all the yelling and noises going about.
Gabe and Jim hugged tightly, euphoric that he was fine as well.
That forced Tom to wake up.
He rubbed his head, apparently somewhat in pain.
But he managed to smile at me.
"Hey, Frank." He greeted.
I smiled back.
"What's good, Vercetti?" I greeted back.
He gave another groan.
"Argh... don't do another reference to the simulation. My head's fucking hammered, dude."
We all laughed at his pain.
Everyone started to give pleasantries out to each other, as Tracy stayed close to me.
"We need to talk." I muttered to her.
She only nodded response.
"We do." She muttered back.
Despite my animosity towards her, I felt alive around her presence.
"Well, let's just get this out of the way, Trace... I'm sorry for everything I said to you that night." I said, looking at her.
She looked away in embarrassment.
"And I'm sorry for playing with your feelings, Gill. That asshole played me for a fool, and I regretted it ever since."
I nodded at her.
"It's okay, and let's stop there for now. Alright?"
She smiled at me, a smile that looked as if she was finally happy after a long while.
"Alright... but know we have a lot of catching up to do."
I smiled at that.
In the corner of my eye, I saw the same technician outside the doorway, apparently holding someone in his arms.
The way he was using hands, showed that he was making out with someone.
Oookay!
Someone poked in the shoulder, and pulled me away from the scene.
It was Tom.
"Thanks, Frank. Thanks for getting me out of there." He said with joyous smile.
I nodded.
"Anytime, brother. Anytime."
It was later in the afternoon, everyone decided to go Tom's house for a party.
I decided that I needed some shuteye and collect my thoughts.
The only person in my house was me, and me only.
So once I got home, I took a long warm bath, to rid myself all the sores in my body.
Afterwards, I picked up the bowl of chips I left over on my computer table and walked over to my bed.
Strangely, they were still perfectly fine.
It felt like a week since I have used Youtube and the like.
That was how I passed the time for an hour or so, and the day was about to end.
So, I decided to go into the bathroom and take a quick cold shower to sleep easy.
Once I was done with the shower, I was rubbing any residue water from my hair, until my phone vibrated.
My home has a smart security lock, so I can open the door with an app.
I assumed that it was my parents and brother, so I unlocked the door without realizing who it really was.
I exited the bathroom, looking for my clothes.
Since it was night time and I was feeling tired, my attitude towards anyone was sour.
The door swung open for me to see a heavily breathing Tracy.
She was wearing slim jeans and a tight black t-shirt.
I raised an eyebrow.
"Did you run here?" I bluntly greeted.
She clearly expected a hello or more courteous greeting.
So in response, so gave "Hmph!" and sat down on my bed, with her arms crossed.
Tracy wanted a better greeting, but I wasn't going to divulge in her desires.
Besides, I was tired.
And so, I responded with an eye-roll.
"Get out." I demanded.
Tracy gave an annoyed glare at me.
"Seriously?! You kind of dropped a bombshell back at the hospital, I waited for you at the party, and you don't greet me properly?! Who do you think you-"
I dropped my towel, to which she shrieked.
She closed her eyes, imitating a burning sensation.
"AAAH! What the fuck is wrong with you?! Did you really have to do it in front of me?! You could've waited a bit! I'm right for here, God's sake!"
"I told you to get out."
She opened her eyes and tried to maintain eye contact.
"B-But that doesn't mean I wanted to see your dick!"
I smirked, knowing my plan has worked.
"So you did take the time to look."
Tracy's face turned red at sight of my smirk and words.
She darted her eyes on me and my lower region for a split second, before looking down in shame.
"I... I didn't! I am not a pervert!"
I rolled my eyes.
"Yeah, yeah. Whatever, why are you here for?" I asked, getting my shirt on, putting my pants on last to tease her.
Once I got my shirt, she looked up to me.
"Um... uh... I'm here so we can talk! Remember?"
I pulled my pants up, to which I saw her get somewhat disappointed.
"Right, sorry. I tend to be a bit doushy at night. Especially when I am tired, Trace."
She sighed.
"It's okay, Gill. I understand. I just want to say that when I first heard that you were in a coma, I... I seriously freaked the fuck out. So I stopped moping about and came to the hospital ASAP."
I saw down beside her, and put my hand on her back.
She really has grown...
It's been four years since we last spoke...
Her hips and rectum are more defined.
Tracy's body is more curvy and attractive than before.
Not to mention her breasts have grown a bit more.
She's pretty fucking hot.
I shook my head to rid myself of such thoughts.
"You said you were moping about? Are you depressed?" I asked with worry.
She nodded.
"Not really... I find things that distract me from what I did that night. And they don't really work. Every time I sleep, I try to imagine how things would be different if I didn't mess up."
I hugged her from the side.
"It's okay, Trace."
She didn't hug back.
I continued.
"It's okay, Trace. Once I was in the simulation, I learned of a lot of things. Some of which is to let go. And I want to let go of all this. I get it, Trace. You regret it, and I also regret saying all that to you. Can we move on from this?"
She turned to me and smiled.
"If you want to live and forget, then fine. But where does this leave us?"
Take the chance.
Just like the simulations.
Her hand was on my bed, so I slowly reached for her.
And I did.
My hands were holding hers.
"Can we reboot our relationship?"
She giggled from my technological pun.
"As what?" Tracy asked breathlessly.
And I pursued her.
"Don't play coy, Trace. You know exactly what I mean."
She pulled away from me playfully.
"Jesus, Frank! Where did you learn to be so romantic?!"
I smirked.
"I told you, when I was in the simulation, they taught me a bunch of things. Some of which to be romantic."
She smirked as well.
"Okay then, did they also teach you on how to lose your V-card?"
I nodded.
"Ewwww!" She recoiled, to which caused me to laugh. "You had simulated sex?!"
I shook my head while I was laughing.
"No, no. Not really. I was another person, Trace. It doesn't really count."
She frowned.
"You still had sex..." Tracy muttered.
I sighed.
"Alright, tell me what you want. You know that I love you, Madison. If you want this relationship to work, you have to at least reciprocate my feelings!"
She slapped me.
Okay...
That was totally random.
I did not see that coming.
"For fuck's sake, Frank! I want to make it up to you! And yes, I do love you!"
I pulled away from her and lied down on my bed.
"What did you have on mind?" I teased.
The frustration was getting to her, to which she hit the bed in anger.
"Since no one is here... can we make out?! That's what I want, damn it!"
I shrugged, knowing that she wanted more than that.
"Sure thing. C'mere."
After we made up, things started to go in a faster pace.
Once Tom finished his short recovery, we headed out to Six Flags to celebrate his recovery.
But before we did, I went with Tom to go to his hometown.
To put simply, I left Tom and Amelia for a short time, only for them to eat each other's face off.
Instead of interrupting them like I did before, I left them two go at it, since there was no one going to bother them.
After that, we finally went to Six Flags in a Jeep, rather in a the family van.
What seemed like five minutes, was actually the whole day.
After Six Flags, about ten years or so has passed.
I got a job as Government worker, and did some part-time work on writing.
As unexpected it was, Tracy was a shrewd real estate agent, always making sure that customers will get the bang for their buck.
Me and Tracy were happily married and we have a son named Phillip V. Jones, the V, standing for Valkyrie.
I wanted to commemorate my alter ego from the simulation, especially since it taught me so much.
Tracy didn't have a problem with the name, as she actually liked it.
We call our son "Rocket" or "Val" time to time.
Tomorrow is his nineth birthday, and I prepared everything I can to make it memorable for him.
I invited my friends' children to play with him as well; obvious choice since we all live relatively close to each other.
Speaking of my friends, all of them had a stroke of good luck, as they all were also happily married.
Of course there was some hard times here and there, but as friends, we pulled together.
And that's what got us here today.
Once I got all the preparations done, I decided that I take a little walk outside, and enjoy the serene neighborhood I was in.
It didn't take long for me to get into the busier, and bustling side of the city.
I couldn't place my finger at it all, as it all seemed familiar.
Anyway, I came across a "memory lounge" of some sort, allowing desired memories to be played for $75.
I shrugged and thought "Fuck it." and gave it a shot.
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...
The interface finally released me, and I woke up.
It replayed memories that I thought were very vague.
Memories from the simulation from ten years ago.
I remembered her as well as Val.
I felt oddly very, very sad... despite the fact I had no choice.
I wanted to live as much he did, and I wanted to establish a future.
And I did.
Still, I had a great deal of regret after all I have done.
I figured that this all would be great writing material.
I ran back home, noticing the orange sunset around me.
Val greeted me, and I greeted him back while ruffling his hair.
I went into my work room and started writing about all that has transpired in that memory.
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...
I was stumped on a certain part of the story.
It has gotten to the point where I took long amount of time to think out what the next sentence a character might say.
That is when Val opened the door.
"Dad, can we play some ball? I'm bored! Mom said no more video games for today!"
I sighed and smiled at him.
"Why not? Less video games and more outdoors is always good. Come on."
I left the computer at where I was writing at and saved my work.
Afterwards, I stood up and walked towards my son.
With a smile, I patted his back.
"One of these days, you going to need to keep your friends close. You never know what troubles that they maybe going through."
Obviously Val didn't exactly get what I was saying, but he managed to understand a bit.
"Okay, dad. I always help my friends, no matter what!"
His declaration made me swoop him off the floor and carry him in my arms.
"Good sport."