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A Sekai is made of feelings.
Not just any feelings, though. True feelings. Whether they were happy, sad, or whatnot, they were true feelings nonetheless. And that is what sustains a Sekai.
There are six Vocaloids who are assigned to guide the creator to their respective true feelings. They are made to guide, they were meant to help the Creator no matter the circumstances.
However, the Overseer; or rather the Originals cannot interfere with the Sekai.
Until the Creator of their Sekai finds their true feelings, only then can they finally be free. It’s a good thing that most Sekais are peaceful.
… Most of them.
And today, a new Sekai has been created. Whether this was a good or bad thing will soon come to light…
Welcome to Despair Sekai. It’s all you’ve ever known.
???: ..!!
???: This place… did I click the wrong file?
[This new Sekai looked vastly different compared to the other Sekai. ??? was not sure what to think of this place…]
M̷i̵k̶u̸: Puhuhu, hello you must be the new Sekai owner! Welcome to the place where you can find your true feelings~
???: Miku…?
[The Sekai seemed very bleak and sinister. And yet, something resonated with the new creator…]
M̷i̵k̶u̸: Well, you can call me Mikuma, y’know! Doesn’t that ring a bell?
???: Um.. no… Miku looks different… I think you’ve got the wrong person. I already have a Sekai, though?
[Yes, Miku looked very different. She was black and white, a stark difference to the Miku they knew… Even her personality was very different…]
Mikuma: That’s because I’m not the same Miku! You didn’t know a person can own more than one Sekai? This place was created to find your true feelings, and therefore, I was born to assist you~
???: …True Feelings? That’s silly, why would I need to do that? I’m perfectly fine. Haha…
Mikuma: …What if I told you that you could actually find it here? You’ve always felt a little empty inside, no?
???: …
???: …Could I really?
Mikuma: You changed your mind that fast…? But, of course~ It’s my job to help you… And you can help others too! They can all find their true feelings…
???: Well.. in that case… What did you have in mind?
Mikuma: You already know it, in your heart. I’m here to help you, as well as the other Monoloids.
???: Monoloids…? Hm, that’s a nice name. Are you referring to the other Vocaloids…?
Mikuma: Ding, ding! Correctamundo!!! Or rather, correctamondo since he’s technically dead…
???: H-huh?!
Mikuma: Don’t worry about it, dear Creator~ Inside joke!! I repeat!! Inside joke!!
???: Ah… I understand. It doesn’t really matter anyways… In that case, I want to make a game.
Mikuma: A game? You just thought of one just now? What is it? Tell me, tell me!
[They lean in the whisper in Mikuma’s ear, and Mikuma’s smile grew a little sinister, and their surroundings grew a little more bleaker.]
Mikuma: Puhuhu~ Is that really the game you want? How despairful~ I’m glad you made good use of my joke.
???: …Yes. That’s what I want. You’ll help me, won’t you?
Mikuma: …I see, so that truly is your choice. I’ll help you.
[Mikuma looked a little… saddened by ???’s choice, but ultimately, it was that person’s Sekai. So, she must comply to find ???’s true feelings.]
???: Thank you for understanding… I must thank the future participants for being victims of my shallow emotions…
Mikuma: …Of course. This is what I was made for.
???: …In a way, I’m glad. It seems like you’re the only one that understands me. Ah… I think I have to go now. It’s almost time…
Mikuma: Until next time, ???. I’ll set the stage for you.
[Mikuma gently hugged ???, and ??? disappeared in a wave of triangles. Then, Mikuma, with a wave of her hand, began preparing for what was to come.]
Mikuma: …I hope ??? will find their true feelings. Soon .
[Suddenly, Mikuma’s once gentle expression hardened. Her face became sinister and cruel before turning to face the shadows.]
Mikuma:...You’re still over there? Why were you hiding, dear guest?
Guest: ?!
Guest: …This wasn’t supposed to happen. ??? was not supposed to find this Sekai. At all .
Mikuma: Well, a lot of things aren’t supposed to happen, y’know? Well, it’s a little boring now since you of all people know what’s about to happen, but… oh well. We’ll just make a compromise.
Guest: H-Huh? Hey- wait! WHAT ARE YOU DOING- LET GO OF ME-
Mikuma: Relax, dear guest~ It’ll be all over soon…So… rest well. Perhaps you might be the key to all of this… but then again, it’ll be more despairful if you weren’t. It’s more interesting this way.
Guest: …
Mikuma: Honestly, you should be glad I let you practice using your vocal chords. Because all of you will definitely need it for random speeches for motivation and whatnot once you guys arrive in this Sekai.
Mikuma: Unresponsive now, aren’t we? But don’t worry. This is just the beginning~ I can't wait for everyone to play this game! …But you know, you did a good job hiding this file from them. I’ve got to give you kudos for that, really.
Mikuma: This place isn’t called the Despair Sekai for nothing … it seems like we now have a reason to call it such. Hm. But whatever… if it’s for the Creator, I'll gladly accept my role wholeheartedly. The rest aren’t really my priority…
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Then, among 20 phones, a new untitled file appeared, replacing the old one.
16 people clicked it.
4 people, by pure chance, remained behind, unaware of how lucky they were.
(A fuming Mikuma was grumbling about how she had to waste so much effort setting the stage for 20 people instead of 16… and the newly appointed Mastermind was disappointed that those people wouldn’t be helped finding their true feelings- not that those who didn't click the file needed it anyways. Not this method.)
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Nene Kusanagi woke up in an empty classroom with a note beside her, and an ipad. For some reason, she couldn’t shake the creeping feeling that something was very, very wrong.
And unfortunately, she was going to be proven right.
Always trust a gamer’s instincts… she should’ve never clicked that damn file.