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“Fools.”

That was literally all she could say to describe the people standing before her. Jaded eyes leered onto the five that stood before her defiantly, stanced defensively in an attempt to preserve their own life. It wasn’t very long before the energy she collected from the palm of her hand shot outward, possibly even blinding those who stared onto its source. Indignation was Adularia’s most powerful spell; a spell that was feared all across Cyberpolis as it had torn down more than just players – but the corrupted the game on its wake.

And there she was, standing on water unaffected as the lake also shook with electricity, almost steaming at the heat it generated. Adularia took it without seemingly any effect on her; she was in full control of her ability, and perhaps this was just a sample of what she was capable of doing.

It was her message to the administrators that used her and many others for its greedy treatment of those who were loyal and in love with the world that Cyberpolis once was.

Adularia was akin to a woman betrayed by a lover; in which case, she was betrayed by the game itself that she had hoped to be an escape from a horrible life. An emotionally abusive family led her to the brink, only to be saved by a game that promised a new life in a virtual world of limitless possibilities.

There, she found a new life – and love.

This was promptly taken away from her, repeatedly — almost painfully; love quickly crossed that fine line that defined love and hatred, and she set out to do more. At first, she and a few others had formed the organization Catalyst to bring to light the strings that held up the puppet show that was the game and how the Administrators used the members like guinea pigs for their… social experiments.

She was one of them.

The Administrators used Pandemic, Karella, Solitaire… and her.

They quickly became the scrapegoats and had to hack their way back into the game to fight back. That place was far more than just a game to them; but a home. Their home was torturing them; more than an addiction gone completely wrong. To Adularia, all she ever wanted after everything had calmed down was for whatever was left of her friends to be safe…

… Then they decided to take Thirteen.

Delete her in front of her eyes.

She knew Thirteen was a woman under special circumstances in real life; disconnection from the game possibly meant death, and the thought of her friend dying was too much.

Adularia gave up, and allowed herself to die.

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And at the wake of the night after what seemed to be an eternity in hell, she took her own life. </div>

Flashbacks from this painful past came in droves to the iridescent-haired witch, seething with fury and anger as she thundered her response to the ignorant question of “why?”

“You dare ask, Arius? You, Dius, Chronic, Orthoclase and Zeta; you betrayed us. You used us.” She seethed, not knowing that the people she was talking to was not who she thought they were. She turned towards Joshua, almost twice as furious as she was with everyone else. “Orthoclase, you used me and Solitaire. Now he’s gone. GONE.”

Whatever voice synthesizer was being used for her voice shook and cracked as she declared the reason for her despair.

The quick retort made her turn her head towards the woman who dared to come close in, tunneling towards her with impressive speed, aiming to hit her solar plexus, which actually succeeded. The witch took the hit, a leg pulling back as her upper body moved forward. Her hands defensively gripped the staff that hit her, and her head quickly rose to face the woman who made the mistake of hitting her.

“Self-righteous as ever, Chronic.” She flared, before a soft gust of wind formed around the woman, only to become a cyclone of wind with her as its epicenter. Its strength was powerful enough to displace the water she was standing on, slamming into the faces of her opponents. The mage, still holding the wooden staff on her plexus poured magic into it, and it began to grow quickly in length, enough to send its original owner back to shore and hopefully slam her right into a tree with enough force to exact revenge on pain previously inflicted.

A sharp pain took over her thigh as the mage got caught in someone’s fangs. She felt herself being pulled down and instinctively took a chunk off what used to be a staff and formed the wood into a wooden spike, aiming to stab the woman on the shoulder

“I HAD A CHANCE TO DESTROY YOU, AND I DIDN’T; I WILL NOT MAKE THAT MISTAKE AGAIN. I WILL KILL YOU ALL AND DESTROY THIS GAME!!!!”

The woman glowed lightly before the world around them began to pixelate, conforming to the reality that was so deeply ingrained into Adularia’s psyche. The world slowly became Cyberpolis, and the group was separated from the rest of the world. The water was now solid ground, and around them was a forest of gigantic trees. This was no longer Monte Carlos island’s lake, but now the Colossal forest of Cyberpolis. Jin would be caught waist-down into the soil.

“Get away from me, Dius!” She shook her thigh, almost kneeing Jin in an attempt to free herself. She was no longer sinking because of her ‘hack’ but certainly still had teeth deep into her flesh.

This was going to be a painful time for all of them, that’s for sure.




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