Chapter Text
Monika's POV
"..." I didn't know how to react at this... discovery, i tried to brush it off and just leave the archive there but... I just couldn't, i didn't do nothing to it, just a copy for safety i guess
I came back to the game once the day started again, sitting again on this chair, in an empty classroom, with the light coming from that blue sky that i despise filtering through the courtains that i swore i didn't close, but i didn't care, i didn't care about anything, about anyone
those... Bots, were just an escapism from my grief, at first i only wanted to eliminate them from my way just to reach them, but once i accomplished my mission it... Restarted again with what it seemed to be other person controlling the MC, different choices over and over again until they started to repeat
Then i got more control on this... System, i started to add mods, at the end this simulation covers itself like a videogame, making it easier to just modify and test, but it wasn't enough, it never was
I decided to not touch anything and follow the normal route of things while i... Study this weird archive, what does it exactly contain anyway? It looks like how my own archive looks but, not quite the same, i can't tell if it's simpler or complex like mine, well, i think that makes it complex? Haha
The door suddenly was slammed open, interrupting my inner thoughts
"Sayori, could you PLEASE get off of me!?"
"Hehe~ Sorry~ it's just that you're so cute Nat!"
"I'M NOT CUTE! GET OFF!"
Of course it was already club time, as Natsuki tried to get Sayori to stop clinging to her like a koala Yuri and the MC arrived almost silently, Yuri waved at me with her usually introspective demeanor, and that mannequin without a face, controlled by a tester, did so too
i waved back at both of them as if i didn't have the urge to erase them again, but last time i tried to do it with the MC, they just forced a reset of the simulation, they don't seem to care if i do something to the rest of the members of the club tho... Indirectly
"Okay everyone! After we share our poems, we have to talk about the preparatives of the festival" or Sayori's funeral, i supressed a little giggle as i fixed a bit my bowtie, but my smirk faded as i remembered the archive... I try to brush it off as everyone is around me
I take a deep breath and speak up once again when the poem sharing is done "so, next monday is the festival, and we ought to bring more people to the club" my usual speech with my usual tone with the usual people around me, i'm starting to feel sick again, tired of seeing the same events over and over again
I didn't saw Sayori around, i was a bit puzzled until i remembered that she leaves in this scene... I wonder what she's supossed to do while we discuss over this, i wonder if... She still does something while we aren't looking, after all this is a simulation... And the archive has her name, could she have a more complex code? Well, the archive isn't in her folder so it doesn't affects her anyway
"So... Any ideas?" I say as i try to maintain my composture, i should try to think a bit less about her, i will check the archive once i'm all alone again
...
Everything turns out as expected, the girls had a little "fight" over the MC and who can keep him for the weekend, and as expected, the tester chose Natsuki, i guess it was predictable... Like everything after the first 57 resets
Once everyone leaves i let out a really long sigh
"Fuck..." I sit in the teacher's desk while my head feels like it got hit by a rock, if i could i would bang my head in it but this... Place doesn't let me hurt myself in any way possible, even when i stole that knife from Yuri and tried to cut my own flesh, the knife just... Just...
Passed through my arm like if it was thin air
I slammed my fist against the desk, like i usually do when i get mad, just strong enough to feel a little of pain, just weak enough to not trigger this "shield" that seems to protect me
"Okay lets take a peek" i open the weird archive's folder at the same time that i open my own folder
Monika.chr
Epiphany.Sys
"I wonder what would happen if i put the archive in Sayori's folder... I may or may not try it soon, meanwhile, i'll check these..."
Inspecting my epiphany feels weird, it's like if i was scratching my own brain... I wonder if Sayori feels-
No, stop that, She's not real she does not feel
A bit worried about if inspecting my own brain is affecting my own thoughts i hurry, once i'm done i finally close the archive to start with Sayori's
SayoriAI.sys
"Okay then let's-"
Access denied
... I try again
Access denied
and again
Access denied
again
Access denied
again
Access denied
Access denied
Access denied
Suddenly, my body moves on it's own, grabbing a chair and throwing it to the other side of the classroom, my face filled with an irritated frown as i try to slam my first in the desk once again
But my hand just passed through like it didn't exist
... It didn't exist
I feel a tear running down my cheek as i ""recover"" my composture, the dim light of the moon piercing through the windows and showering my face while my mind breaks in a million pieces that are just...
Code
"H-how...? I had access yesterday... What happened?"