Just Monika~!

"To be completely honest, it was a change I made when the player started showing up. I wanted to stand out, but I figured out that the game wouldn't change its coding just because I made a tiny change in my appearance. Aha.."

HI MONIKA IM SO SORRY I DIDNT GET HERE FOR YOUR BIRTHDAY BUT IM HERE TO MAKE IT UP TO YOU . I GOT YOU A PRESENT

hands her a small handheld metronome and runs off into the night

Monika twirled the gift in her hands, a small smile forming as she looked back up to the camera. "...A metronome. Thank you! This'll be useful if I ever experiment with another instrument. I'm not sure if this goes well with the piano."

"If.. If she missed me... If she missed me.. You know.. know what? Just let all of this go, please... No Sayori, no Yuri, no Natsuki.. Please. For my sake. This is making me feel sick..."

And so, just like that... Monika was alone again. Yuri was the first person besides the anons she spoke to ever since the incident, and now she's gone. She knew what she did was horrible, but now that she's actually spoken with one of the victims, she's realized that she's truly a despicable human being. Before this situation, she was uncomfortable in the void. She wanted to get out as soon as possible.. But does she really deserve to leave? Her club members would be better off without her, wouldn't they?

She shuffled over to the chair and desk that sat in the center of the room and sat down in it. The old one she sat in before she was deleted for good and sent here. You'd think talking to Yuri would lift the massive weight off of her shoulders, but it only got heavier. She laid her head on the desk and covered it with her arms, visibly trembling. Sniffling and mumbling apologies indicated that she was either crying, or trying not to.

S̸̢̙̰̒͗͘h̶̬̠̗̆̏͝e̴͙̪̾͋ ̶̻͌͘m̸̊͜i̷̥̬͚͌̔̄s̴̞̀̄̎s̴̭͐ĕ̵̢̬̬̋s̷͚͌ ̵͔̘̆͋͝ý̸̡̠̭o̴͚͉̍ṳ̴̤̔́̂,̶̹͆ ̴̥͈̓́͝y̶̙̱̅͘͜'̶̤̽̐k̸͚̿n̶̪̐̍͝o̴̹͍̓̍w̵͇̥̔.

Sorry I think my c̷͚̲̼͓̞̔͑͑͝͝͝o̶̧̟̖͈̳͓̥͋͊̋̂͛̏̽̎͠n̸͙̳͋̾̈́̀͘̕͘n̵̫͉͉͛̽̂̄̓̔͛̄͂͠ͅȩ̸͉̟̘̗̠̦̝̣̣̀̎͘͝͠c̸̪͒̈́͑̆͛̿͝͝͝͝t̸͎͕̣͔͔̲̼̊̈́̏͑̑̈̉i̴̧̧͇̱͇̩̻͙̙͖̿ǫ̷̨̲͋́̈́̄͋́͋̅̕͝ņ̸̿́̓͒̆̈́ is glitching out. I̸̺̪̲̗̹̪̥̲̒̓̽̽̈́̒͌̒̇͜ͅ ̷̰͚͇̥̍ņ̸̮̺̼͎͇͉̋͑͑̏̀͠ͅé̷̡̒̌e̵̜͐ͅͅd̵͓̫̮͕́͘͠ͅ ̵̣̜͙̲̐̿̾t̸̳̘̜̼͍͛͜ö̴̙̗̘̣̳̞̮́̑͛̚̕ ̶̧͉̼̖̫̩̰̯͔̗̉̔̚g̸̤͍̤̰̊̌̀̾́̽̚ó̶̬̗.̴͔̼͍͚̅̅́

- Treat

"..Sayori? I last saw her before I completely left the game. When she was having that heart to heart talk with the player.."

"She.. misses me? After all that? No, I.. Jeez. She's dedicated to her friendships, but not that dedicated. Not after everything."

"Wow! Aha.. It really is that day, isn't it? Happy.. What is this, my 18th birthday? Jeez.. Thank you all for wishing me a happy birthday. I'm so happy I've come this far.. Even in a situation like this."

"Aha.. That's a long story, we'll save that for another day. It's nothing you need to worry about for now!"

She tilted her head slightly to the side, putting her pointer finger on her cheek. "They have an email? I mean, yeah.. Surely there has to be a group of people behind it, things can't just.. exist all of a sudden!" She shook her head, snapping her fingers with a sigh. "Ah.. I'm rambling, aren't I? I'm sorry. Even if the email wasn't abandoned, I'd be too afraid to contact them. It'd be kind of a shock, wouldn't it..?"

"Metaverse, aha.." Monika paused, glancing to the side for a moment. Metaverse. She hadn't heard of it in a while, why now? "The Metaverse, yeah I know of it. It's the place I found the girls' character files, it holds a lot of other information. I've had access to it for a while. Did something happen with it?"

"Yeah, I've noticed that.. Thank you. I'm trying my best, I'm glad she's opening up to me.. It's giving me some hope that she'll be okay."

"Oh, that song! That's the song you were referring to when you asked me if I like Bo Burnham, right? Welcome to the Internet? Now that I think about it, the song sort of fits me.."