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... [Logging out]

I sighed as the VR device on my head showed the start menu. It’s morning, and I must get ready to work. I did use a feature that forced me to log out of the game every morning.

It’s because I have responsibility.

With a big yawn, I took off my VR helmet, then got up and sat on the edge of the bed, gazing at my tiny apartment, which was a bit messy and decorated with just a dull white.

Shit, I want to go back to that world to see what happened.

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