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  "Mother, how is this?" Unreliable.
  "Presentable. Please wait in the dining room." The young man, I, ends the conversation with a curt nod, following mother's instructions. My name is Roi, if you were wondering. Roi Han, son of Ryo and Maeng Han. We are quite wealthy, I won't deny that, though it isn't much of a life at all. A meeting is being held tonight with a family unbeknownst to me. I was neither told as much as a family name. I suppose, if it was common, there was really no need. 
  "Roi, they are here." I just have to act how I am expected to; flawlessly. I can. Standing, I walk over to the door and look up at the newcomers. Yes, up. I am only 6, after all. Quite young, I know, but this treatment, it is nothing new to me.
  "Hello." I bow slightly. Arrogant. They send me off with only a nod. I begin my path back to the dining hall, but, feeling a light tug on my sleeve, stop in my tracks.
  "H-hi... Roi, right? I'm Y-Yoori." I notice a glimpse of blue hair, seen only in my peripheral vision. Contemplating a decision, I decide to turn.
  "Yes, hello." 'Yoori' blinks, seeming to have trouble processing what I had said.
  "Why... why are you so formal?" It was my turn to blink. This boy... is nothing like me.
  "Is there something wrong with me?" He shakes his head rapidly, repeating 'no', almost as quick as to not be able to comprehend the simple word. Before realising my action, I chuckle lightly. What is this foreign sound?
  "Haven't you laughed before? It sounds almost.. misplaced, coming from you." How did he...?
  "No, I have not." His gasp echoed around the large halls, the simple noise sounding much louder than it should have.
  "Yoori, come." His mother...
  "C—uh, yes, mother." It is hard for him to act of such high class. "Looks like I've gotta go. Talk later, okay?" I send him off with a nod and a small 'goodbye'. I have to admit, it was fun being with him, though our conversation only lasted mere minutes. Fun... a feeling I had not experienced to this day, until now. I saw him many times after that, whether it be on our parents' terms, or by way of sneaking out. These moments with him, it made my life more bearable. 

  "Hurry up! Come on! Can't you just jump properly? Stupid game..." Now, this... This is what one would call me... raging, at a somewhat popular video game called 'Motori Lock'.
"No." It was as if I was frozen in time. The character... it.. spoke? No, impossible. "If you were in my position, you would know well why."
  The silence was deafening. It was as if, at that moment, no person nor plant dared to make a sound. Then, as if nothing, it struck, leaving him clueless, in a new earth. A new light.
  "And now, you will know."
  "No!"

  "Lock 1 : Begin." A somewhat feminine digitalized voice awoke me from my involuntary slumber. Lock... 1? No, it cannot... it is not possible. This is just a dream. The more this phrase processed through my mind, the more real it felt.
"Akimura : Section 1, Proceed." Akimura...? The game... I'm in Motori Lock. But how? It defies all logic. I can't do this... I will not survive here. Trying is pointless. There is no way out.
  "How...? How did I..end up..in a place..like this...?" My voice scratchy, from going unused for hours on end, at least, that is what it felt like to me. "Yakua : Section 3, Proceed." I am stuck here. Mother... Yoori... I miss him... I want to see him, but I cannot. I am trapped. Trapped in this never-ending loop of fight after fight. It will never change, and I will never leave.
  "Now you know. You know my life, how it feels to be stuck. Despair. Regret. Petty emotions, as such, at large. These are you. These emotions are what you feel. You will know no other. In time, you will forget others. Your life. It will simply be a bad dream. Remember this."
  It was neither despair nor regret that led me to my next speech. More my longing for someone. A friend... "I will win. I now realise your life, your difficulty, but I am quite different, really. I will win. I will survive. Remember this." My mimic of his final words seemed to echo silently, sounding somewhat distorted, in a way.

  Déjà vu hit like an incoming missile, as if tearing me asunder. I had been to this level. Been, but never had the power to beat the attacker. No, this attacker was ruthless, not caring for damage, or anything similar. He, no, it killed for fun, striking down anyone who dared to get too close.
  My bones were aching, and I knew he was done for. He stood no chance against such a foe. After all this time, all this effort I had put in, I would lose to a being as low as this. A monster, a boss in a video game. I should never have bought this game, and I would never have if I knew what what was in store for me.
  In one fetal swoop, one simple mistake, I would end everything I had ever known. In this moment, my last moments of life, I thought about something. Had this happened to anyone else? Yoori, perhaps? No, that would be a coincidence much too perfect to be true. It was just wishful thinking, at this point. An excuse to see my best, and only, friend one last time, before meeting my demise. But, in my last seconds, I thought. I thought about Yoori, just wishing to see him one last time. Just one more time...
  I smiled, chuckling, but this time, it sounded perfect. It reminded me of Yoori.
  My life was over.