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After an endless onslaught of torturous events and shocking revelations, things were finally looking up in the digital circus.
For a moment, practically everyone was in utter despair, with no foreseeable hope of moving forward.
Yet, one by one, the circus members had joined in with Kinger and Pomni, learning to conjure at least basic shapes in order to cover the gaping holes.
Well, most of them did.
A certain purple rabbit had still not come around.
He had not taken the discovery of being a digital clone so well. Unfortunately, true to his character, he responded with cruel jibes geared towards the others before physically distancing himself from the group.
The last anyone had seen of him was with Pomni. He’d approached her with conscious intent, seemingly almost about to say something before giving up and walking away.
Pomni had considered going after him, prying a little more, anything other than letting him leave without saying whatever it was he’d come to her for.
But perhaps if he still wasn’t ready to open up, a little space was what he needed.
Pomni was going to check on him.
Soon.
In the meantime, she, along with the others, was going to make sure there wouldn't be any causalities tripping into an endless drift in the void.