"Several news reports have amassed over the last eight months regarding the virtual headset. It has broken all barriers humanity had believed could never be broken, but has some extremely grave consequences. A total of 52 patients have developed psychotic symptoms after extensive use of the headset, and even catalysing brain malfuction and death in one young patient named Park Erin. Park Erin passed away upon turning 20, and post-mortems show extreme levels of plasticity in his brain, as his parts of his somatosensory cortex severely decreased in volume."
"Thank you, Ms Byun. For what reason were the reports delayed?"
"In all actuality, speculation was always made regarding the headset as more and more cases of psychosis, and even neurosis, emerged. Officials deemed it too early to take this case to court and further examine the reports. However, as of two days ago, data regarding the origins and maintenance of the
Uriel was blue, too. As blue as the poem Erin wrote months and months ago. As blue as Gihyun's quivering lips when he read it to him aloud. He wished he could reach beyond the glass barrier and warm his small hands up.-Blue, blue like the moonlight,Bluer than every blue,I'm speaking of your eyes,those blue mendacities,Oceans of restlessness.Blue is my heart,The sea that is held captive,This is destiny's visage,That takes its colour from you.When I stare at the depth of the tiled pond,I feel like I'm staring into you,Even though you are absent.I see your eyes in the color of the universe,I genuflect to you.Blue, blue like the moonlight,Bluer than every blue,I'm speaking of your eyes;those blue mendacities,Oceans of restle
A week before Erin's birthday."At least I could say that I tried," he played with Rae's paws. "I really did, you know? It's not like I wanted this."He gnawed at his lip, a twisted red. "I...I mean I did want it. Of course I did, but I tried not to, Mr Blue. I really did." he wistfully looked out the window. "I didn't want to love him, because now I'm stuck up here," he jabbed a finger at his skull."God damnit, I'm stuck here. God damnit!"Fingers knotted deeply into his hair, pulling at his roots. "I don't want him alone, please, please," he silently pleaded to no one in particular.His cacophanous whispers were carried by the breeze and crumbled into ashes.Because, from the very beginning, Erin knew he shouldn't. Shouldn't get involved and create something only to leave it unfinished, forever. He knew, and yet
There's something.Something that may be real, or nothing more than a fleeting fantasy made up in the figments of the human imagination. What's more powerful? That 'something' being real? Or the sheer power of the limitless, innovative necromancy that is our brain?That 'something'..It twists, tangles, stretches; but, it never breaks. For all the universe, the web of interconnected galaxies it's worth, two evergreen souls will endlessly interlace with each other's destiny.A pretty string adorning the colour of blood.A string immeasurably stronger than the fibres of steel, purer than the purest gold. Is it someone's pinnacle, or their downfall? To be oh so intertwined with the one you're destined to love, or to be doomed to the same person, no matter which era you enter. To never be apart, or to never escape? No one knows. Do you know? Is it beautiful, or is it hideous? Does th
"What the fuck? Who did that?""What the hell, dude!""Are you a noob, you bloody idiot? Attack the other team!""Shit for brains, drop your fucking weapon.""What do we do? He's not listening!""we've lost over half our XP, you fag, stop it!"The black haired boy grinned ominously, leaving as fast as it came. Such comments only fuelled him even more; he wanted more bloodshed, more death, more money. More, more, more. It was just too easy, too simple. With a few hours of 'working', killing, and playing, he made money. Hard, cold cash. That being said, he unsheathed his blade, stabbing his 'teammates' to death, watching the blood gush out from their once in-tact stomachs. It oozed, stretching outwards touching his armoured feet, and he just lightly kicked it. A splash here, a slpash there. As if playing in a puddle of rain. Another one tried to attack, and tha
"Don't slouch, Uriel. Have some manners," A tall lady scolded, red lips moulding a venomous tone as she eyed her son across the vast plain of the table."Yes, Mother.""Do not slurp, Uriel, the mere sound makes my head ache," a pale faced man scowled opposite Uriel, rebuking even before said male even inched a finger."But I didn't even-""Do not talk back to your father," he temperamentally grimaced, massaging the bridge of his nose. Barely two minutes fluttered away, the impregnable silence broken by the belittled boy."Can I- um, can I be excused? I have lots of homework to do," Uriel timidly enquired, pushing his seat back marginally. His mother eyed each and every detail the tall boy had to offer, before scowling."You've left your steak untouched; we went through great lengths to acquire such meat. You dare leave it?" the woman probed, challenging his s
A shrill shriek of a bull echoed from the tree trunks of the dense forest, as Erin's ears perked lightly in interest. Raising his head from the bush he hid in, he heard the bellows of a boy - a rather loud one, at that. So loud, his own prey scurried away in fear. Mentally sighing, Erin got up from his bush, irely hopping towards the source of the sound sagaciously."Fucking stay still, you mutated excuse for an orgasm!" a boy fought verbally, as the exceptionally large bull tried to charge into his body."I think you mean, organism," Erin bluntly corrected, as he mentally typed in the chat. Emerging from the tree behind the boy, he activated his mask to hide his face, lean figure lightly stepping towards him. The virtual message swiped into the boy's vision, indicating he's opened and read it.Do I help, or do I kill? Erin considered in his cognisance."Am I in a spelling class, yo
The deafening sound of nothingness loomed its way past every floating particle of air, an elegant breeze fondling Erin's sunken skin, and right there and then, he could've sworn he was the most at peace right now than he's ever been in years. "It's already been so long." A sigh he didn't know he released reverberated in his ears. "Hm." It's been a while since his hospitalisation. Since his own flesh and blood betrayed him, exhaling him like smoke in the air. It was that easy for them, and it hurt Erin a little less, day by day. No matter how little it shrunk to hurt, it would never reduce his hatred for even leaving Gihyun behind. The Sun meets the Moon at all hours of the day, never missing the chance to beam at each other - we are all under the same stars, Moon, Sun; yet, we are all so vastly beyond the word different, so very unalike. The inky moonlight commenced its grand return, cradling
"What were you doing talkin' to the hacker?" a random player asked, sharpening his sword simultaneously."It's none of your fucking business," V glared at the seemingly slightly elder player."Woah, no need to get defensive," the player murmured, eyes wavering here and there, everywhere apart from his face. "But, he's really good; like, insanely good, you know? I wouldn't go after him, especially since you're solo," he warily suggested."Piss right off, why don't you? You're a waste of my time," V pierced a hole into the player's now wide eyes, not even bothering to stutter a sentence before he messily jogged away to his teammates.A familiar head of bowl-cut blue hair flicked into the midnight sky, as the AI leaped and soared across the terrain. As she fluttered across the terrain, her flamboyant voice boomed out a speech. "Welcome, players! This is the Parvaneh Battle Royale; a place to sprea