Your name is WY'LTD OF THE SHALLOW GRAVE, and- yeah. Blah, blah, the old girl died, bluh bluh, the squid took over, you've repeated this schlock over and over it's gotten a bit dull.

Sighing, you walk up to your computer, and play some music that you've downloaded. If you were the one who'd done them, you'd have probably have gotten some more by now, but the problem with being a squid is that you don't really remember things you don't care about. But now, given your peculiar situation, there's all the reason to care! Just the luck of a nymph, you guess.

A notification goes off, and you tab over to your Naglink.

GC: hey, wy'ltd?

GC: are you online right now?

GC: o---*

GC: dumb question, i can see you right now.

GC: o--*

GC: sorry.

TA: ITS OK MAN - X_X

TA: I WAS LISTENING TO MUSIC - X_X

TA: WHAT IS UP - X_X

GC: i was just wondering...

GC: haha, this will probably just piss you off...

GC: but... do you know what she's thinking?

GC: o-*

TA: I DONT - X_X

TA: IM SORRY - X_X

TA: IM SO SORRY LYLAC - X_X

TA: I KNOW THAT YOU AND HER WERE FRIENDS - X_X

Fuck, man. This is all you ever talk about these days. Should you have just let yourself die? If you had, the Nymph could have come back as a ghost, or something. Instead you're keeping her heart pumping just because you have a plan that in all honesty might not work.

TA: HER DREAMSELF IS STILL HER - X_X

TA: IF I MANAGE TO GOD TEIR WHILE SHES STILL ALIVE ON DERSE - X_X

TA: I COULD BRING HER BACK - X_X

TA: HOPEFULLY - X_X

You feel her body over, getting used to the sensation of controlling her limbs, and feeling from her nerves. It's foreign, and you wonder if you'll still be able to feel once she gets better. You can't dream on derse, that's the only part of her life you're blind to. You wonder how she feels about you. Is she happy you've been playing housemaid, keeping her body alive and reclusehollow tidy? Does she hold contempt for you taking away her body and autonomy? Is she even awake on derse, or is her state of unconsciousness one she cannot escape from?

You'd hate yourself if you were her. You don't even know her name, and she never told anyone she was friends with. You wonder what it was.

You get up and tidy around the room again. It's the only thing you remember her being bad at, and it's the only thing that's stopping you from forcing TC to just send the game right here right now. You want, so badly, to let her see her friends again. You're so selfish.

You can't bear leaving them. You're the most selfish thing that has ever been spat out into the world.

Her hands shake, and you realise you've made her body cry, as well. You're so selfish, it's disgusting.

Your computer goes ping, ping, ping, and you look to see that Ly'lac has been messaging you. You can't stop yourself from making her face smile.

GC: so... please don't feel bad.

GC: if anything it was my own fault because it was my present that killed her.

GC: i'm still sorry about that.

TA: IM NOT MAD AT YOU FOR THAT - X_X

TA: YOU ARE VERY NICE TO ME - X_X

TA: AND YOU WERE ALWAYS NICE TO HER - X_X

TA: I AM NEVER GOING TO BE MAD AT YOU - X_X

You feel her cheeks strain with how much you're smiling, and you hope you make Ly'lac as happy as she makes you.

You know you're going to leave soon, and the Nymph will return to her rightful place. That is the only thing you know for certain.

But you're happy you can still be with Ly'lac while you wait for the game.