The Well-Dressed Girl Inside the Virtual World
The anti-virus soldier sighed in relief. The virus war was finally over, with his life intact and capital city of Core unharmed. Everywhere he looked, the people reveled in fractal fireworks and virtual eateries, cheers and loud shouts heard all around.
But there was one girl who caught his eye, dressed in layers of black fabric tipped with greens at the ends, and a large purple ribbon hanging at her side. She held a nonchalant face, possibly disappointment. He was reminded of the ocean for some reason.
Behind an alley she disappeared, and his curiosity prompted him to follow.
"Don't move." The sound of two swords made him pause his footsteps.
He gulped. How had he failed to notice it was a trap?
"Who are you?" She asked, silver sword at the nape of his neck.
"I was...um..." he awkwardly paused, "enraptured by your beauty?"
Which was true. A silence followed, broken only by the revelries outside the alley. The next response was something he didn't expect: a giggle.
"Thanks. Let's meet again sometime." The two swords disappeared in bits of fragmented data.
"S-sure! My name is-"
But by the time he turned around, she was already gone.
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