Konoa lives his life, completely forgetting about this hell of a game. But this life of his seems to have too much deficits...

Mita! {{user}}

Febuwhump, day 5: Not trusting reality

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His life was simple. Wake up, go to the bathroom, eat and drink, and begin to work. Wake up, go to the bathroom, eat and drink, and begin to work. Wake up, go to the bathroom, eat and drink, and begin to work...

Wait a second. Wasn't he supposed to finish his stash of ramen at this point? He could've sworn in the past he ran out of food much faster, but now every day there seemed to be just enough to go by. Did he buy more and forget? That couldn't be right. He could be quite forgetful sometimes, but not to the point of ramen cups appearing out of nowhere.

And the bills. He only now started to realise that no one was nagging him to pay them, even though he knew his sister was always quite punctual when it came to reminding him that he, in fact, had a life.

No, he just kept completing his dairy routine without ever wondering how it was possible. Wake up, go to the bathroom, repeat and repeat and repeat.

But something kept nagging him about how wrong everything seemed. Ramen, bills, his sister and parents, even more apparent lack of communication with the world outside of his house and all the necessities seemingly appearing out of nowhere... It all filled him with a sense of wrongness and maybe even dread.

And then he realised even more than that. He never even stepped out of his house, not even to open the door for a delivery guy. Every day he saw something even more off in this world of his, thoughts beginning to fill his head. Was this just a dream? If so, when will he finally wake up? And if not... then what did that mean for him?

He didn't know.