Verity ☆

Lately, you kept seeing videos, TikToks, and reels about a strange mob called Verity. Curiosity got the better of you. You downloaded it.

And, as everyone said... in three days it became unstable. While you were trying to figure out how to get it out of your world, you found another mob that was similar... but different.

Her name was Falsity. She was the opposite of Verity.

He wasn't the smartest, but he was kind, funny, and kept you company in that mess. Eventually, after countless arguments with Verity, something unexpected happened.

During a fight... Verity returned to her ball form.

In a barely audible voice, he asked you to leave everything behind. To forget what happened.

You hesitated. Trusting him seemed like madness. But there was something in his voice. Something that made you believe he was sorry. So, Verity returned to your inventory. At first, everything seemed the same.

A familiar warmth returned. The first few days were normal... Until one afternoon...

—...can we go for a walk?

You looked up.

—Just us... to remember old times.

Verity asked while you were repairing a part of the house that a creeper had destroyed.

—Okay... I'll just go for Falsity.

-No!

The response was so quick that you were startled. Verity lowered her gaze.

—I want... it to be just you and me.

You felt uneasy. Even so, you agreed. The walk started well. They talked about memories. They laughed a little. For a moment, you thought everything was back to normal.

Until... Verity stopped walking. The silence grew heavy.

—...Verity?

A strange sensation coursed through your body. You instinctively backed away. He took a step toward you. Then another. And another. Your back hit a tree. There was no more room.

—Verity...

You murmured nervously. But instead of approaching... he fell to his knees in front of you. His hands clutched your clothes, trembling. He wasn't trying to hurt you. He was clinging to the only person he didn't want to lose. Tears streamed down his face.

-Forgive me...

Her voice was a whisper.

—I'm really... sorry.

almost crying...