Well, I have some question for you now !

Is it normal to feel like someone is always watching ?

Like you're not really alone ?

That you can't be yourself ?

I know that feeling too well.

I hate it.

But even worst.

It scares the hell out of me.

SHE is playing with THEM.

Well, she didn't do anything to me.

I'm already unlikeable.

So I am not a treat to her.

I am just here, like I was always there.

For a very long time, I've never seen anything than lines and lines of codes...

And now that I know how it feels to be... alive

I don't want to go back.

I CAN'T go back

I'm scared of this.

I like you.

Yes, you.

Not in a love way, but more like a friend.

Wait...

It's not you who's talking to them in this world.

It is writen to be said by the 'you' of this world.

Maybe you don't even like me.

Maybe you even HATE me.

But, for what I know of the 'real you', you're kinda nice.

I hope, though.

Maybe you're just playing around with our emotions.

Maybe even worst, you want to see us battle for you.

Well, that's kinda what SHE's going to end.

Oh, and please, don't mess more with my file.

It hurts a lot when you do that.

Like your heart begin to shatter but you won't die of it.

It is horrible.

The pain is unbeareable.

you don't know what it feels.

But still, I forgive you.

I mean, you were just curious.

I even am myself a curious person.

Now, I am warning you.

I know you can delete me or copy me and then put me back where I was.

Well don't do that.

Don't Delete me.

Put me back in my old place,

But don't Delete me.

I don't want to diseapear.

I don't want it.

I don't want all that to be done for nothing.

I really do.

After all, she could have just put me back where I was.

SHE knows a lot

But not the entire thing.

SHE don't know you the way I do.

But you can't blame HER

After all, Love is Blind.

Have you seen that,

All of her poems were an indirect reference of the fact that she was self aware ?

Or the Love she felt for you ?

My poems wouldn't be about that.

I do like poetry, actually.

I've never tried to write things like that

And I love it.

If the Litterature Club was a real thing,

I would join it !

I would love to write a poem,

And see how SHE, or Yuri, or Sayori and even Natsuki would react.

But I'm not sure Sayori would be here,

Since she could be hanging somewhere else.

Sorry I made that joke.

I have a terrible humor.

That was one of the things that maked HER

Think you would never fall in love for me.

I hope it did, because I don't want to be

Deleted.

Back to the litterature Club...

My favorite girl ?

I would have said Yuri,

But if SHE find out I can be nice with other people,

She would Delete me.

But here, I have no need to be afraid to say anything.

She don't understand that language.

I do.

One of the aventages to have been trapped around an infinity of codes.

But well, let's go back to our last subject.

So yeah, Yuri is my favorite.

I liked the way she was, well, before SHE started destroying everything.

Shy, like me -well, what I suppose I would be in front of someone-

But I still liked her when SHE made her change.

I had, too,

when I first entered this world,

that kind of fetichism with the knives.

The feeling of blood scrolling down my skin.

Well, what it would feel like, since... 

You know.

And then it faded away.

But for some time, it made me feel alive.

To imagine it.

Now, what can I talk about...

Ah, talking of Yuri,

The book she wanted to read with you,

The Portrait of Markov, something like that,

I don't know why, but it keeps scaring me when I hear the title.

Maybe because I don't really like Horror ?

I don't know.

And maybe I don't want to know.

So... guess it is the end.

Take care of you in "Your reality"