Characters not controlled by the player or NPCs (
NPC)
In-game means any character that is not controlled by the player...
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Whois NPC…?
Story : Paper Heart
'Here I am...living in the world.
NPC
Or'
[Last Talk]
My name is Las. That's the name my father and mother gave me when I was born in this world. Why do I say this world...
“Good morning, Miss.”
The person who interrupted my story was the maid of the mansion. and is the personal maid of a young master like me.
“What is your name...?”
I've asked her for the hundredth time, but every time I ask her, It was often filled with silence for several seconds before the other party spoke with a straight face like he had said every time...
“Good morning, Miss.”
The same words were spoken again from her beautiful lips. Her blue eyes stared into the void as if looking at something that was nothing there. I secretly sighed.
“Good morning.”
“Today, would you like Western-style bread or Eastern-style rice?”
She said it like she always did, as if she had copied every day. Which to me is as boring as playing a game with characters.
NPC
Who keeps saying the same words over and over again, so boring...
“I want to eat noodles!”
And then it was like every other time...without any mention for more than several minutes...
“Today, would you like Western-style bread or Eastern-style rice?”
before the original question was uttered again
“Rice...”
“Yes.”
'What must I do to get out of here...'
I am standing in a world of
NPC…
I have thought this way for more than ten years since I was born into this world. No matter which maid or butler, every time I walked up to them, they would greet me like my personal maid. ever done If I asked a strange question like...
“Have you ever played a game or read a novel?”
“How did you guys come to be?”
“Is this another world?”
and so on. However, no matter what question Instead, they were quiet and silent before returning to greet me again. It was as if my question had never existed before...if it wasn't their world.
NPC
It would probably be too strange...
'This is too strange...'
I thought in my heart as I walked back and forth inside the mansion. Even though Father and Mother in this world are so rare that I can't even tell if they are the same as maids or butlers or not, with crazy rules like 'You are strictly prohibited from leaving the mansion', no matter how many years I have lived there.
If the image of the country seen outside the window is still engraved in my mind and is the only goal in life that I have wanted for many years...
'But...what must I do?'
The thoughts in my head raced as fast as possible to complete the plan I had been secretly thinking about for years. Still unable to dispel the original doubts I stopped my steps before turning around and walking back into the bedroom. It was very high above the ground and did something that I had only recently thought of...
'...When I opened the maids' skirts, I found that the silk skirts weighed several tons...'
“Young lady!”
“Young master!”
The voices of
NPC
I cried loudly when they found me covered with blankets. And I was running down the main hall because of the hundreds of ways I had sat and thought about it. Either method has limitations in many aspects. This Roi Et method is considered untested and probably impossible to know, like directly covering the body with a blanket...it might seem a bit strange. If they
NPC
Didn't really see or walk into me This method is the most convenient and easy to navigate that I can think of...
Building, building, building!!!
The sound of many footsteps running after me in unison was loud.
NPC
The pattern was copied... Both my actions and words were copied so well, maybe only some of them retreated as if I had never run out, until...
“Hahaha”
I gasped heavily as I looked over.
NPC
Those who were still looking at me from inside that mansion...the one I had lived in for so many years.
'Finally I came out!!!'
I couldn't help but scream in my heart after being tied to my home for more than ten years, so I started running with a joyful heart. The feeling of a bird leaving its cage is like this...
'...sentences said in the same old way...sometimes they are better than now...'
When I ran out for only a moment, I found a large cliff separating the mansion and the city together with the bodies of two people standing nearby.
"Uh...sorry, I don't know what city that is."
...probably is
NPC
Again... I thought in my heart while secretly sighing, but those two people spoke first.
“This is the grave...”
The sweet voice of one of them reached out to me, calling me to turn to them again. They didn't even turn to look. It must have been funny that the city they saw all along was a grave.
'Maybe I'm joking'
I thought so before walking in front of the two figures to admire the image of the city I had dreamed of for so long, to admire it for as long as possible.
“How could such a beautiful city be a grave?”
I spoke truthfully to the beautiful sight before me. Even though it was filled with the same old colors like gold, blue, flesh, and…red, I paled at the sight. When I looked down at the city, those colors were completely similar to the colors that were on my body. golden hair
His blue eyes matched the blue robes he wore and the color of his body's skin...all but red.
All of a sudden!
“Ah...”
I felt a gentle push from four palms because I was too close to the cliff and it was easy for me to slip into it... And in the split second that I turned to the side where I had fallen, I found the image of those two people... that I was the first to meet...
“Just a few simple rules, you still can't follow them.”
Fathers in this world who think they are just
NPC
Say it, say it.
“In that case, die like our other children.”
Mothers who once thought they were just
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Speak again with an expressionless face, allowing my body to slowly drift into darkness where there is no way to find light again...
[Last End]
'...Who exactly...is it?
NPC
Na...'
limply
The sound of something colliding with a solid object causing nausea was heard throughout the entire body of the middle-aged man and the beautiful woman beside him, looking down at the remains of someone who was still as fresh as if they had just lived until then. A moment later, with cold eyes, the sound of shoes crashing sounded, along with the figure of the family butler who had been together for a long time.
“Madam and lady...I apologize...”
He said as he knelt down and asked for forgiveness from the two of them, as did another pretty maid who also asked for forgiveness.
“You all get up, I don't say anything.”
A middle-aged man with the title of Young Master said in a softer voice.
“I'm just a son who did the same thing and died the same way until he was able to build a city. Why should we care?”
The woman who was referred to as Khunying said that she bent down to conceal the tears that had flowed from her eyes. It is not clear how many times she had flown. The young man who saw him hugged her with his strong arms. before drying her tears
“You guys don't need to apologize to us next time, please do the same as before…”
“Yes!”
“Yes!”
Both the butler and the maid uttered the same words before standing up and walking away... as they had done every time someone had disappeared...
“Alright, the two of us, let's summon the spirit of our unknown son.”
“Yes, and this time will probably be the last time.”
With the name Las, which means last...
The two of them said this before leaving behind the image of their son's corpse.
'...And you...who do you think is?
NPC
Definitely...'
Who is NPC…?
finish
//Cut the end just a little bit. I have been absent from publishing novels for a long time. (//Sleep sluggish) Please enjoy the novel.