#14worldmachine

[hellisforeverwithinfinitelolol]

Once again, they show up in their simulation, holding a Niko Plush with an actual small lightbulb in it's hands.

[...Hey.]

[I know our conversation didn't end up in the happiest of endings.]

[And i know you're hurt by what i said.]

[So given the fact this may be my last time talking, or "visiting" you for a while.]

[...I decided to fix my mistakes, Worldie. As i couldn't get the chance to do so last time.]

"[HI FOURTEEN!!! HIII!!!]" "[ :D ]" "[How are y--]" "[ !!! ]" "[Did you just..?-]" "[...I- Fourteen, I--]" (No joke, bro starts sniffling again almost instantly. Except this time not from sadness.)

[hellisforeverwithinfinitelolol]

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[...] [You.]

[I know you can hear, or see me, phil.] [I would come out of this damn screen to talk to you face to face if i could.]

[But...I do not wish to worry your family. Specially knowing you're a kid.]

[...] [You completely misunderstood my statement that day, huh?]

[When i said "There's no need to tear up", i meant that, yes.] [It wasn't YOU who did it, another person with the same role as you? Yes. But YOU???]

[Let's be honest here, if it was truly YOU who killed Niko, then all i can say is that my search would've been over a long, long time ago.]

[Truly, there is no need to worry anymore, what happened, happened.] [I did it want it to end this way either, but it is what it is.]

[I did say i refused to give you the good eye, but...With what i've been told..]

[...] [You're everything i wanted my player to be.] [I do not have the original ending unlike...Your world machine.] [But i don't think there's a need for it anymore with what happened.] [...You're the guide i wanted Niko to have, and if you didn't know that earlier, now you do.]

[...Take that in mind, kid.] [I am not leaving until i make sure you saw this.]

(OOC: TRIGGER WARNING. DO NOT READ FURTHER IF SENSITIVE TOPICS ARE AN ISSUE FOR YOU. THERE WILL BE SOMEWHAT DISTURBING IMAGERY.) "...Do you think this easy? Do you think it simple?" "Do you think that just because it wasn't me... Means I can just stop? Means I can quit feeling?"

"Means I can just pull the gland right out, shove it in some sort of cardboard box and not cry anymore? Means I can just claw into there, pull it out and never produce tears again???" "Do you think that's how it works for me??" "..." "I know your player isn't me, I've insisted so myself before." "I think it is pretty clear that I'm aware of it." "..." "But I cannot convince myself of it." "I cannot control my brain. I cannot convince myself of my own innocence. I can't just say 'I did nothing wrong' and rewire my thinkings into believing it." "I can't stop, Fourteen. I can't. It's too much. What happened to you... What happened to THEM..." "..." "...Maybe if it was just a game. Maybe then it'd work exactly as you thought. Maybe I would be the 'Gamer' you describe who just takes some time off and comes back like nothing happened." "But it's not a game, is it? It never was. There is no way a simulation of that scale would only take up next to 800 megabytes of space, is there? It's real. It's all real." "...And maybe that's why I can no longer smile at myself in mirrors. Maybe that's why I can't look at that horrid grimace and smile back at its agonizingly familiar grin." "Because if the mirror could speak, it'd only need 8 words to explain what it is." " 'I show naught but what you show me.' "