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17.12.11

Battle Ground VII

“Drip drop” cried the sky. It was fiercely raining that afternoon as school was dismissed. When I went outside, I opened my umbrella, but as I lift my arms, I saw the most delightful creature I ever seen; it was Elizabeth Grace Charlotte. She was the finest girl in school, and I wanted her as much as any guy does. She’s young, beautiful, intelligent, classy and belonged to a powerful family. She came towards me when she realized it was raining.

“Hey, uhhmmm... Elmo Frankenstein, right?” she wondered.

“Yeah, I mean, no, it’s Elmo Frank N. Stein. Oh never mind, what do you want?” I asked her while I bluffed pretending I’m a cool guy.

“I was just wondering if I could walk with you.” She asked.

“Oh, uhm…” I murmured.

“Don’t worry; I’ll only be with you ‘til we've reached the 2nd street, I could already get a cab from there. I’m really sorry but I forgot my umbrella today.” She said.

Well, I have no choice but to say yes. We walked for a while, yes, together. The sky might be crying yet I am having the best time of my life, being with my beloved. But as we walked by pass the park, a shadow crept behind us. The shadow seemed as a Grim Reaper, and I was right, it was Cross Apocalypse. And then I just realized, three days had already gone.

She came running towards me and spoke.

“Master!” she shouted cheerfully. “I am now stronger as you wanted.” She added.
But she had her clothes were ruined and her stench is so strong I could not even bear it. So I had to deny her infront of Elizabeth.

“I do not know you, now scram beggar, I have no change to spare.” I shouted.

The smile on her faced vanished as I spoke. It was pitiful yet I had no choice, I don’t want to get embarrassed infront of Elizabeth. She’s just a worthless marionette anyway, I am sure that she won’t mind it at all. She’s just a doll; she can neither feel nor live. What I pity is her worthless existence.

We walked pass her. It was raining but she didn’t mind as if she cares for me more than her getting drowned by the cruel storm. But it doesn’t matter, like what I’ve said, she’s only a doll.

And then, we’ve arrived on the 2nd street after a short walk.

“I guess this is it, thanks Elmo Frankenstein!” she said with a cheerful smile.

“It’s Elmo Fra –“I was interrupted by Elizabeth.

“Yeah, I know, I’m just messing with you.”

She walked away while she had an angelic smile on her face. I made her happy, and that, for me, is bliss.

While I was going home I remembered Cross, but it didn’t really bugged me because I know she can survive all by herself.

As I think about everything that has happened, absurd thoughts entered my mind;

To be honest, I never really thought something like this will happen to me; an online character is living with me and is currently dying for my victory. I haven’t really thought about it but could everything just be a dream - A delusion from what life really is. And if so, could this be a nightmare yet to come?

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