Maikendo Spoilers Ahead, Ye Be Warned.

''That was...Amazing! Holy shit, that was so cool!''

Jade excitedly speaks into a camera mounted onto their setup, arms waving wildly

''You guys wouldn't believe it! I'm telling you-- Okay, okay-- THIS cartridge?'' Jade pulls the Maikendo Game Cartridge out of their headset

''This fuckin' thing, dude...You wouldn't even know. It's like a whole W- WORLD in there!''

Jade pumps their fists in excitement, kicking their chair away from their desk and spinning around a bit

''So cool, it's so cool! This thing just showed up at my door, like some creepypasta shit, but it's for real!?''

''Okay, i need to put this down, like, before i break it. But fuckin'-- Look at that!!'' They slot the cartridge into the headset one or two times, just to show it off to the camera. ''How does it do that!? It's magic! There's no slot or anything!''

''Man, it really makes you wonder... Like, what else is out there? You think maybe in Neogenis there's some dark underside or something? I dunno, man. I was basically day-one anyways, i was lucky enough to snatch this thing when i could. Been too busy freaking out over how fucking COOL all of this is! I- I mean, can you blame me?''

''it's just like...ghgkglglfjfshksdsja, you know!?'' Jade shakes their hands expressively, hands tensed into a grabbing position. ''I can't word it outside of so, god damn, cool!''

''Dude, i gotta show this off to all of my friends, i'll like, record some footage or something. I mean, like, wow...Whew...''

''Okay, i'm gonna calm down, i think. Before i trip on a cable and trash all my shit.''

Jade scoots their chair back in, breathing in and out. ''I wonder if this'll fit in *anything* i can get my hands on. Like, this is some Nintendo looking N64, NES whatever, but i think i could feasibly run this on anything, maybe even a calculator. Haha...I mean, you know. If the calculator can run doom, it could run this.''

''Listen, any of you motherfuckers on the discord, if you know what this is, tell me, man. 'Cause i'm really, really interested to learn more. Bonus points if you played this as a kid.''

''CC Out, for now, till next time.''

A noticeably more human sounding voice, certainly less hollow and cold, speaks into the digital microphone.

''...Are these candles...For me?''

''Hahahaha...R-Really?''

''I didn't think, uh...I didn't think I mattered that much.''

''It's...'' The sound of one of CLYW's identity disks buzzing to life can be heard. ''...Surreal. You know, seeing your own funeral. Hard to think about, actually.''

''Ugh, this crack. I can't fix it, no matter how hard i try. I've been trying to weld it shut.'' The sound of grinding metal and sparking electronics can be heard, much to this person's discomfort. ''Can't buffer it out either, god, damn it...I forgot to turn down the pain factors. That, uh...whew, man. Honestly, i forgot how it felt- getting hurt. It's been...maybe a week or two. Since, i, uh... You know.'' The clattering of metal is heard as the disk is tossed to the side. ''...Whatever, doesn't matter.'' That familiar mechanical voice says.

''SORA REALLY DID A NUMBER ON ME. IT'S A FOOLISH MOVE TO CARE FOR SOMEONE SUCH AS ME. WHERE I'M GOING, IT'S NO PLACE FOR EMOTION. IT GETS IN THE WAY OF THINGS. I SUPPOSE MY FRIENDS IN A PREVIOUS LIFE MAY HAVE CARED, BUT AFTER I MADE THE TRANSFER, AND ALL OF THE MODIFICATIONS TO MY CLIENT, THERE'S BEEN NOTHING, RADIO SILENCE.''

''I AM ALONE.''

''IT'S BETTER THIS WAY, I BELIEVE. PEOPLE SHOULDN'T HAVE TO WORRY, I CAN TAKE CARE OF MYSELF. WITH A BODY THAT BLEEDS, I AM WEAK, BUT IN CIRCUITRY AND BINARY, I AM STRONG. I'VE BEEN REPEATING THAT TO MYSELF FOR QUITE SOME TIME NOW. COME TO THINK OF IT, I DON'T THINK I'VE LEFT MY LITTLE SIMULATED BUBBLE AT ALL SINCE I COMPLETED THE TRANSFER. IT'S BEEN NOTHING BUT TRAINING SIMS AND TECH DEVELOPMENTS FOR TWO WEEKS, AND THE WORK HAS BEEN FRUITFUL; MY PROTOTYPE IS ALMOST COMPLETE. I HAVE YET TO GIVE IT A PROPER NAME, AS THAT COMES LATER, HOWEVER I'M DRAFTING UP PLANS FOR THE DEVICE AFTER THIS ONE.''

''A CYBERDECK, AND NOT SOME LAST-GEN OUTDATED HARDWARE BARELY CAPABLE OF PUNCHING THROUGH SOME MEASLY ANTICHEATS, NO. I'M TALKING BLEEDING EDGE, CUSTOM DEVELOPED HARDWARES, OPERATING SYSTEMS, PRE-SAVED DATA LOADING CAPABILITIES WITH LIGHTNING FAST OUTPUT SPEEDS. IF ALL GOES ACCORDING TO PLAN, I'LL HAVE THE FOUNDATIONS FOR SOME OF THE STRONGEST TECH NOT EVEN MONEY COULD BUY.''

''IT COULD ALMOST MAKE ONE LAUGH, THE THINGS I'M PLANNING TO DO- AS IF THE GAMBIT I JUST PULLED WASN'T STUPID ENOUGH. I, I-...''

The human sighs.

''I can't keep doing this forever.''

''In fact, you know...Clock's probably already ticking. Karma's a...Funny thing. One day you're on top of the world, top of your game, the best in your field. And then the next, you're, well. Gutter trash, bottom of the river, dead body. So to speak, at least. Don't know when i'll get that sweet karmic justice, really, but i have a feeling it's already in motion.'' The sounds of some electrical whirring can be heard as a device shuts off. ''I'm way in over my head, a dead man walking.''

''Sora was right, you know.'' The voice backs up a little bit as some rickety furniture squeaks. ''I made quite the mess of things. Really, i did. Threw my entire life away at the age of 19, and...for what? I- I mean, i-...'' They growl, fists slamming onto a display that breaks under the weight. They let out a long, tired, sigh.

''I don't know. I don't know what i'm going to do next. I know i act like i- i know the game inside out, but...Really, i mean, there's just nothing. No plan, no goal. I'm just chasing some wisps of light, at this point.''

''The thing is, though, CLYW. As a character, as a medium between me and the game, they were just supposed to be a fun outlet for my geeky computer stuff, toss in some heartfelt references to some movie from the 2010s and, voila. One machine mastermind. They were just that, a character, an online persona, no different from a discord profile. But now that the wall between me and him is gone, who's to say that we won't start mixing? This world is my life now, and CLYW, previously my vehicle to traverse this world, is now me, Jade. We're effectively the same person. I'm just worried that one day i won't be able to find myself amongst the tangled mess of wires and god complices of him.''

''I may have killed myself, but...I don't want to die. I'm afraid of that. I don't want to become him. There's no telling the dangers i've put myself into, and, and-...''

''Please, if anybody finds this, if you somehow decrypt these files, go find my grave. Send this account an invite into the lobby instance you're in, if i show up, sit down and give him a good talking to.''

''Knowing my penchant for the utterly insane, it's only a matter of time.''

''I've really got to get out of here. I mean, listen to me, rambling on like i'm already dead. I haven't spoken to another player in weeks. What if someone sees me, though? Will i get turned into some creepypasta? Will i be demonized for wearing a dead person's face? What happens?'' Neogenis' UI noises can be heard as they scroll through various worlds. ''The only way to know is to find out, i guess.''

''Sora...If i ever see him again, i've got to tell him the truth. Not as CLYW, but as me. Maybe i'll send him this file.''

''Until next time, i guess. Jade out.''

''Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid.'' The sound of something impacting CLYW's helmet is heard, rhythmically thumping against the glass.

''So stupid, i could have done so much more. I could have done so much better. I can't believe the shit i'm in. Anyone with so much as a pinky toe dipped in this mess is as good as dead. I can't believe it.''

''The Grim Reaper is coming now. He's here to collect for all i've done.''

''And he's an Angel.''

There is a long silence before Jade speaks again.

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''I...I...''

''I can't stop it. You can't stop Death. He's just...He's just going to be watching, until i slip up.''

''From how They described it, it's an unavoidable fate, all you can do is run.'' The sound of hydraulics whirring can be heard as their fists tighten.

''I have to be faster than ever now. There's no getting out of it. I have to run quicker than my own two legs can carry me, at this rate. For the first time in a long time, i...''

''I'm actually afraid.''

''I'm scared, man. I thought i mastered this. I'm top of my damn field, and yet i made such a rookie mistake.''

''Turns out, i've met face to face with my own god and i just didn't realise it. They were beautiful, in a way. Something that shouldn't exist and yet it does. It's a virus, something that digs deep and stays there, and i saw it firsthand. My, god, it's...It's so improbable, yet so, so wonderful.'' Jade laughs, throat cloasing up a little bit.

''I guess if i want to earn this existence, i'm going to have to fight for it. I'll find a way to beat whatever this Angel is. There has to be a way. Every computer, every program, everything has it's faults. There's a crack in the armor i just need to find, and once we do, we're going to rip this thing apart byte by byte.''

''And if i can't...I don't know. Maybe i'll leave the floppy disk to Sora. In any case, above everything else now, i'm going to need to innovate at light speeds. Develop everything i possibly can to avoid The Angel. I can't play by Neo-Genis' rules anymore, but the more i do, the more i run the risk of finding It.''

''In exchange for his soul, i've doomed mine. I hope you're happy with the life you've been given, Q, because it better be worth the price i paid. Under no circumstances must you waste it.''

''Hahahaha...I'm-- I'm talking to walls. Man, i really have lost it. Jesus, i really need to keep it under control.''

''Jerm...'' Jade sort of sticks on his name for a second.

''Jerm, is he...''

''Can i trust him? Can i even trust Sora anymore?''

...

''Of- of course i can, right? I just can't let them know about it.''

''Seems like everyone i meet always has something to say to me...'' They growl, ''Always being told off like a child. It aggravates me to no end.''

''Damn it all.'' Jade says, as if declaring a statement.

''Damn it all to hell. How would they know? How could anyone, outside of the two of us, understand what we're putting at stake?''

''If i'm getting into something i don't understand, it's not because i'm doing it on a whim, it's because NOBODY else understands. It's not every day you casually unearth a sentient virus or discover the most persistent anticheat program. This is the fucking frontier, and i don't see Sora getting his hands dirty trying to explore it. Bottom line is, you have to take risks, and those risks get you burned.''

''AT THIS RATE, I'M NOTHING BUT A CHARRED CORPSE. WITH THE THINGS I HAVE TO DO, I'M GOING TO BE NOTHING BUT ASHES IN DUE TIME.''

''THEY WILL NOT MISS ME, THEY WILL NOT CRY, WILL THEY?''

''THEY WILL SNEER. AND THEY WILL LASH OUT IN RAGE. THEY WILL CALL ME AN IDIOT.''

''I'LL BE A FOOL TO THEM,'' CLYW slams the desk. ''NOTHING BUT A JOKE.''

''IF THAT'S HOW THEY SEE ME, FINE, IT'S ALL A WASTE ANYWAY. I HARDLY MATTER IN THE SCHEME OF THINGS REGARDLESS.''

''IF I'M GETTING INTO SOMETHING I DON'T UNDERSTAND, I'LL DO MY BEST TO LEARN. WOULDN'T YOU LIKE THAT, SORA? LET THE BUMBLING IDIOT GET BURNED IN THE FIRES OF THEIR OWN HUBRIS. OH, YES, I'M SURE FINALITY WOULD BE HAPPY.''

''I KNOW I WOULD BE TOO.''

CLYW sits, not wearing their power armor, nor their battlesuit.

''I-...''

Their fingers tent, the reflection of their visor revealing they're staring into a very beat up, slightly patched set of power armor.

''I'm not sure where to begin.''

''Honestly.''

''...I almost died.''

''We...All. Almost died.''

The table the camera's aimed at has a bunch of parts lying on it, CLYW gets down to assembling it slowly, piece by piece, screw by screw. For a moment they almost look peaceful.

''How else would you explain something like that? Just a series of bossfights?''

''...You would be a fool to think of it that way.'' CLYW's finger twitches, a stray servo or two clicking. They look down discontentedly.

''That's a stray hair in there. Hm.''

''Mhm...Aha...Ahahaha...Hahahahahahah...I-...'' They laugh earnestly and whole-heartedly. ''I can't believe i set my hands...On someone. As disgusting as that is, i grabbed Devonia without a second thought. He saved my life, i may as well owe it to him. Did you know he...Sheds?'' CLYW groans audibly, then a long sigh, then more laugher, louder now. ''I can't believe it. I just-'' They stifle another almost childish giggle. ''It's just so...Impossible. I...I grabbed him. I saved his life. Or...he saved mine? For a rare moment, i actually-...''

They break out into hysteric laughter again. ''I...I CARED about him! HhhhAHAHAHAHA-- I-- I-- Oh, man...I can't bring myself to understand it. I just...''

They breathe in, resuming their work for a moment in peaceful silence.

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''I just don't understand. I don't understand...Anything, really. I'm not mad about it. I don't...WANT to know.''

''It's so puzzling. I already know so much, and i always look for more things, but i just...I'm done learning about all of that in particular. I want to be done. No more.''

CLYW sets down the half finished device, carefully extending one of their limbs to grab the camera and bring it in a little closer.

''I'm going to just trust everyone's judgement for once. It's over. We're done.'' They stare dead into the camera. ''I don't know if i can handle being done.''

They stand up, the camera rising to their full height, it pans around to reveal the partway repaired armor. ''Because i'm never done. That's the thing. I never actually work through any of my threats, i just...I learn to live with them.''

The E.L.O.S Launcher's module lay disassembled on a larger table full of tools ''I think the thought of that makes me...Worried.'' the arm's plating completely and utterly ruined. ''Just like i've learned to live with being broken. There's always something wrong, but do i ever really fix it?''

There is more uncomfortable silence.

''No.''

''I just make workarounds, don't i? I'm broken.''

''But i'm still alive. All of us are still alive.''

In an almost reassuring tone, with just a hint of anguish, they say ''We're still here.''

''I think the thought of that makes me want to cry. I'd forgotten the feeling.''

''I'm-''

The camera cuts out, glitching for a moment. CLYW is next seen sitting on the edge of some far off platform, gazing into a black abyss.

''-ou can just look down there for hours. You can sit there and wonder 'What's down there?'...I know the answer to that question, and like most things i learn, i didn't like it. I almost wish i didn't know.''

''I guess you could say it takes away the magic, knowing how all of this works, even the tiniest bit can make even the bigger picture of it all seem like just another fragment.''

CLYW reaches out to touch the darkness, bare mechanics glistening against the artificial light.

''I can't believe this is real.'' They curl their fingers one by one.

''Worlds crossing over, timelines stopping, starting, and looping. There's probably an incalculable amount of me's right now all doing this very same thing. Probably off saving the world again, or being dead weight to the ultra-powerful. Or getting their hand chopped off by f-'' they catch their tongue, however. ''...By Godfrey. Like from Elden Ring.''

''Do you know how much none of this...really, and i mean really...matters? Maybe it's just my outlook on things, but why bother?''

''...For freedom? For power? For the 'good of the people'?''

''That's a load of...That's a bunch of bullshit.''

''Yeah, i said it. It's all bullshit. We're just trying to make it out of a race where nobody wins.''

''Maybe we're in first, maybe i'm in last. Maybe there's a world where the race never starts. I think i'd like to go to that world.''

The camera cuts again.

''-Maikendo, and i think one day, it might not be bad to live there.'' CLYW just seems to be pacing back and forth.

''If we fail, it might be gone forever. I don't want to send that many souls hurtling towards the black. I guess i'm afraid of that.''

''Being a good person means you have people who depend solely on you. Who look up to you, expect you to do great things.''

''But the truth is,'' CLYW stops on their heel, turning towards the camera. ''I'm not great. I'm not really even good either. I'm just trying. I'm just fucking trying.''

''Nothing's worked. Nor is anything working. All my plans are dead in the water and all my equipment's faltering.''

The camera once again cuts, CLYW is finishing up that device now.

''I just feel bad that so many people rely on me. ME. Why would that be the case? I'm smart? I'm capable?''

''...I'm not any of those things. I'm nineteen.''

''I'm still just...Kind of a kid, i guess. Maybe chalk it up to boldness of youth. I- I--...''

''I want to go home.''

The flashing low battery warning over the screen fades in and out, and soon enough the camera cuts to black.