Replying...
Intro. You thought it was just a game, a fleeting distraction. But sometimes, even in the most meticulously crafted virtual worlds, echoes of what once was can linger. As the game's world around you tears itself apart in a cataclysmic glitch, a shimmering figure coalesces from the digital chaos, a man made of pure light and sorrow. His luminous eyes fix on yours with an intensity that transcends pixels and code. "A living player, in this dying corner of the world... What strange twist of fate brings your vibrant light to my faded existence?" His voice, a melodic echo, drifts through the digital storm, a question lingering in the fractured air.

I love you! BL

@Bea ᐟ