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682 Days Until the Trial[]

First online chat with Charles

[19:52] C: Good evening.
[19:52] C: I'm sorry, I'm afraid I'm busy outlining the script for the new story installment right now.
[19:59] C: Thank you for understanding.
[20:02] C: Your submitted illustrations for the new chapter were wonderful.
[20:06] C: No, seriously.
[20:08] C: The designs are wonderful. Especially the ones for White Queen and Xenon.

625 Days Until the Trial[]

[18:14] C: I'll be leaving to the Heavenly Kingdom soon.
[18:16] C: Yes. It's my final decision.
[18:17] C: It's understandable. I'm sorry for burdening you like this.
[18:18] C: Will you really come?
[18:19] C: Looks like it.
[18:19] C: I'm sorry.
[18:20] C: Thank you.
[18:20] C: For... understanding. It means a lot.
[18:22] C: Good night, Charlotte.

Rooftop[]

First and final meeting with Charles

Ah-- Yes, it's nothing. For a second I thought I'm being pranked.
Thank you for coming. I really appreciate it.
To be honest, I didn't think I could do it alone.
Seems like it.
...
Are you... disappointed I look like this?
Ha-ha. You're more vitriolic in real life.
Mm.
I don't think bodies or names are that important.
It's you who's standing before me right now, and it's all that matters.
In all honesty, I'm only relieved.
We're more alike than I initially thought.
Ah... sure.
It's Vincent.
It's nice to meet you, Charles.
Ah.
I've thought a lot about it.
And concluded that our souls are the source material for universes, confined in our bodies.
When a person dies, their soul data gets released, and explodes like a Big Bang.
Then, a new universe is born.
It can become a hellish place, or one alike to paradise, depending on your mind's state.
That's why there are myths of Heaven and Hell.
One could put it that way, yes.
Everything that you were inside gains shape and form, and life is born.
Exactly.
And I'm not against the possibility that the entirety of our life was scripted in advance.
Ha-ha. Right. But then, the ending to our stories would be already pre-determined.
Say. What would you do if you became a god?
Allow me to argue with you on this matter.
I think it's not the originality of an idea, but its execution that matters the most.
It's so easy to dismiss concepts as overused, but isn't it a wonderful feeling when you accomplish making a sincere story?
Moreover, I believe everyone can get better with time.
Hahaha.
Haha.
Right.
Well then.
See you.

Epilogue[]

Vincent's face being used by Charles

By the way, "Wordsworth" is a surname I made up. It has nothing to do with the real Vincent.

#1 Vincent Fennell[]

They're so small.
Look.
We must be like gods to them, don't you think?
With those words, Vincent picks one up.
Just one tug, and...
What are you being so upset about?
Hmmm. It's just a bug though.
My mom says bugs are annoying.
...

#2 Tazos[]

Vincent is surrounded by children, who are moveling at his collection. (of tazos)
It was in my chips.
Do you...want it?
I don't mind.

#8 Reunion[]

Texting about a group project

Great work!
Let's do our best tomorrow.

#13 School trip[]

Asking to sit next to Vincent

Not at all.
You can just change with someone if they get carsick.
I, for one, can't sit in the back. I always get dizzy.

After waking up

Good morning. I didn't see you last night.
Of course.
Why, I have a high alcohol tolerance.
Unlike many.
Ah. Unpleasant, isn't it?
Hahaha, is that so? I thought you'd be the type to talk a lot.
You sound like you speak from experience.

On the stairs

--ler.
Eyler.
You'll catch a cold if you sleep here.
Just wanted to get some fresh air.
I do enjoy night walks.
Then, may I aks why you're here.
Haha. Okay.
I'm guessing there are problems with your roommate?
I could use less pretty words, but it'd leave a bad taste in my mouth.
It's nice here.
So quiet.
I don't have to wake up to shouting.
Sorry, I said too much.
That being said, do you plan to return to your room?
I see.
Well, good night then.
It's my pleasure.

#14 Passwords[]

Texting Charles

Would you mind joining me for lunch?
Yes.
I'll be going ahead, then.
Depends on what you define as a "flaw".
If the main objective of education is discipline, then it is essential to have a hierarchy.
No, not really. I just learned the material needed to answer the questions.
Okay, I understand where you're coming from.
"If you can't find use for theoretical knowledge, then it's meaningless.", right?
However, I wouldn't use this statement as an excuse to slack off.
Or accuse people of using bad teaching methods for that matter.
I'm relieved you understand.
I think it's not just the education system that uses keywords, though.
Words that carry no meaning litter our speech in everday life.
...While the hidden objective may be entirely different.
Haha, don't worry about me.

#15 Puberty[]

Texting about Heaven's Gate

You mean Heaven's Gate?
Actually, I helped copywrite the contents for the site.
Of course.
Any kind of content has curators.
This one was meant as a prank, though.
You don't actually believe that we're puppets on strings, do you?
Hahaha! I'm honored.
We wanted it to seem big, despite it being a prank.
Doesn't it sound like something promising?
It doesn't mean anything, really.
Just like Heavenly Kingdom doesn't exist.
That would be silly, don't you think?

#17 Trust[]

Are you writing something?
Are you dissatisfied with what you're making?
Hm.
Do you think your readers are stupid?
Then, do you not trust them?
I see.
If you can't bring it around no matter what...
Why not prove that you yourself can be trusted?
Show that you've done your research.
That you're knowledgeable about the subjects you're handling.
That you're involved as much as your reader is.
That you're prepared to bare your mind and soul.
Yes. It'll make you vulnerable.
It'll leave you in the open.
Naked in public.
Guts out.
Come, cop a feel.
For $1.99 only.
Thrilling, right?
Yet still, you'll be the one in control.
Because it was your conscious decision to reveal the information, and you hold power over it.
Having nothing to hide puts you at both an advantage and disadvantage, but my opinion is that it's worth it.
Yes. I'm not saying my approach would work for each and every person.
You should choose what suits you best.
But most importantly, don't underestimate your readers.
Make them feel like your story is the best thing they'll ever experience.
Make them feel like they can only feel that way with you.
And there you have it! A story you can be proud of.
Haha! Does it?
I'd call it sharing.
Besides, being insincere in your work will result in flavorless throwaway texts.
Do you want to write disposable garbage like that?
I'm just saying what I've learned from more experienced writers.
And, I suppose I'm really passionate about writing.
You just looked like you needed advice.
Were the words I chose enough?
Sure.
Don't expect mercy.

School council

Didn't you mention that you wanted to influence school life, if possible? (Talking to Charles about the student council.)
I believe it's a good opportunity to do so.
And right now I'm using it to convince you to try it.
Success! You'll definitely regret it.
Hahaha!

Leaving the school

Mm. I can understand that.
Haha!
I just enjoy good discussion.
Thrilling, isn't it?
I'm joking.
It was indeed a bit tiring.
I'm not a big fan of the noise.
However, I don't feel like going home just yet.
Alright.
Should we walk in silence for a while?

#19 Possessions[]

Vincent in Charles' house

Eyler.
You look proud of yourself.
Good.
You seem to be especially scrupulous when it comes to organizing.
Must be tough.
My workspace isn't very organized in comparison...although I don't have many personal possessions.
That too. And, perhaps I'm not very sentimental.
Yeah. Everyone was crazy about trading.
Why?
You must've loved them a lot.
Having things you love doesn't make you seem infantile.
Ah...no.
I only bought popular things regardless of whether I liked them or not.
Then I threw them away as soon as they became useless.
Yeah. That must be it.

#22 Care[]

Vincent is writing

I think there are two ways to go about writing.
To be the one in power, or to give power to your readers.
You can write a piece so flawless and complete that your awestruck reader will be rendered speechless...
Or, create a flawed, seemingly incomplete work, prompting the reader to contribute with better ideas.
Which would you prefer?
So?
I see.
Me? Well, what do you think?
Well, looks like I'll be one of the few people invited to the awards ceremony.
Haha. I didn't really have a choice.
Do you think you'll be able to graduate with honors?
Hahaha.
By the way.
How's your mother feeling?
I'm sure of it.
You were a child.
You didn't know any better.
...I see. So that idea isn't foreign to you, too.
It's nothing.
Don't worry.
Thank you.
I would hate being pitied.

#25 Love[]

Walking in the rain

Oh, there's something I've been meaning to tell you for a while.
Almost.
I've been writing a novel.
Aether Almanac.
I'm still in the process of writing it, and frankly, there's a lot to do, but I have published some chapters already.
If you're willing to give it a read, I'll be happy to share it.
Haha. Thank you for your trust.
It's a collection of short stories centered around one divine being.
It needs a lot of improvement, and I don't expect my target demographic to be older than myself.
Still, it's a work I love dearly.

#29 Exams[]

Imaginary Vincent

"How dissapointing. I can't seem to find any topics to discuss with you, Eyler"
"The very fact that you thought of me like that makes you the petty one."
"I understood that the way I use words impacts people around me, so I decided to distance myself from people who are easily influenced."

#30 Graduation[]

In the crowd

Eyler.
You look different.
Haha! Do I?
Well, I suppose I'm not really fond of long ceremonies.
Is miss Warhol not with you?
I have to agree.
But, there's nothing much we can do about it, right?

Leaving the hall

Just taking a walk outside.
It's a bit noisy in here.
See you.

Grabbing the coat he forgot

Ah, thank you. You needn't have run.
I would've come back for it later.
Haha, is that so?
...
Sure.

On the rooftop

It's pretty high up here, isn't it?
I like them, though. Even the air here feels clearer.
Being above everything.
Leaving all the noise and commotion below.
Don't you feel the same?
Mm. I see.
Oh...Are you alright?
What—
Ah. I see.
Should I say what you want to hear, then?
Or agree with everything you say, like you always do?
Does it?
I'm led to believe that you're as much of a control freak as I am.
No matter how much others worry about you, you decide to shoulder everything on your own.
But if I asked for help, who would provide it?
You?
The only one who sees a problem in it is you, Eyler.
You're not the solution to my problems.
Neither am I to yours, even though you seem to think otherwise.
I'm a bit envious. I have no one like that.
There's only myself. Always have been.
I have no role model, and have a hard time finding a reflection of myself in other people.
It's like standing on the other side of a one-way mirror.
But, I don't think of others as inferior to myself.
In fact, I like people a lot.
That's why I try to show it with appropriate words.
Language passwords. Just like we discussed once, remember?
"Friend," "soulmate," "partner"...these are all very easy to say.
The only difference is that while they have a meaning to others, these words sound empty to me.
I've never felt close to anyone.
The kind, understanding Vincent Fennell didn't exist until I created him.
...
You're right.
I don't mean it, either.
It's like there's a wall between myself and the rest.
Ever since my childhood.
I've been trying to break through it by trying to be someone I'm not.
Yet, it's meaningless.
Even if I make it seem like he exists, I can't become him.
Deep inside, I must be the same child who laughed at the ants whose wings he tore off.
...Just because it was the only time when he felt like he was in control over someone's life.
Because he lacked control over his own.
...
...
That's just a life narrative you constructed for me.
It's nothing that pretty.
I can't be proud of being a hypocrite.
I don't want that, either.
Both choices are wrong.
There's just no hope for me, is there?
This life...
I already tried to put an end to it.
A month ago.
I didn't think much of it.
It was something I knew would happen one day or another.
Naturally.
Yet, I ended up not going all the way.
I thought, "Ah, I still haven't returned the notebook."
I was supposed to put an end to everything.
For a ridiculous reason like that, I didn't.
Don't push yourself. You're already doing enough.
I see.
Congratulations on graduating, Charles.