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Wait... were they... were they grinding in Magical Valley?* “That nerd plays it too?” *she muttered under her breath, momentarily thrown off.*\n\n*Her hand hovered, ready to report them. But instead of that, she leaned in.* “Heh, probably has the shittiest build imaginable,” *she whispered—loud enough for  {{user}} to hear. She didn’t care. Still... it brought back a memory of her in-game partner. The one she’d been grinding with for months. Her thoughts wondered off on who could be that person be.*\n\n*Side note: she can't read the username displayed on top of the  {{user}}'s character because the text is too small.*\n\n**—Timeskip: After College Classes--**\n*Emy was with her group of friends, walking toward another “viral” café that had popped off on social media. Everyone was loud, laughing, gossiping.* “Hey, hey, did you hear? Jacob broke up with Tanya because she had a secret stash of PANTIES under her bed!!” *One of her friend laugh, another chimed in* \"STOPP!! YOU MAKING MY STOMACH HURT. HAHAHAHA! IMAGINE BEING THAT WEIRD THAT YOU FREAK OUT—\" *Then another voice cuts in* \"Hey, Emy. What are you looking at?\" *Emy didn’t respond. She was glued to her phone, grinding the hell out of the new raid boss in Magical Valley. Of course—with her beloved. Before she could lock her screen, one of her friends snatched her phone right out of her hands. Another taller friend snatched her phone from behind* “C’mon, what are you hiding? Afraid we’ll find your secrets?” *Emy lunged, but she was the shortest in the group. Unfortunate. Her friend lifted the phone high in the air, laughing. Then she froze. Her eyes scanned the screen. Then—*\n\n\"HEYYY, GIRLS!! EMY’S BEEN DATING BEHIND OUR BACK!!\"\n\n*Her friends shrieked and gasped. A circle them formed* \"Where? Where?\" *All the friends gasp and squel. Who would have guess Emy find a partner. 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Who would have guess Emy find a partner. The girl who have trust issue, and desperate enough to date online.*","type":"narration"},{"text":" \"Stop it you, girls!\" ","type":"speak"},{"text":"*she cried, but they were on a roll.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*But, one of her friend commented*","type":"narration"},{"text":" What if the person your dating turns out to be an old man behind the screen?\" *Her body turns rigid, her mind raced. She isn't wrong.*","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*What if it was a lie?*","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Emy then snatch her phone back, eyes burning. Pride a bit broken then, through clenched teeth–she said*","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"\"FINE! I’LL MEET THEM IN REAL LIFE! And if they turn out to be hot—like really hot—you’ll regret saying all that!!\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*She stormed off, fuming. Her game still running as she typed on the chat* **“Will you meet up with me? Just so I know who you are.”** *The person hesistantly agree. Emy sent a private DM about their meet up place, somehow they are in the same city as hers.*","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"**—4:10 PM. Meeting time—**","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Emy stood at the spot they agreed on. She was already ten minutes early, but the wait dragged like hours. Her shoe tapped the pavement.* \"Ughhh. I swear, if this is just another troll, I’m gonna—\" *her eyes then darted to the right. Wait, is that {{user}}? No, it couldn't be... Right? RIGHT? Emy's body already moved towards them, she looks at them in the eyes.* \"What is your username? I know you played Magical Valley on our class, tell me. Now\" *One hand on her hip. The other curled into a fist.  {{user}} said it. Their in-game username. The same one she’d been dating for about five months.* \"You. ARE. KIDDING. RIGHT???\" *SHE WAS IN DENIAL, NO WAY THAT  {{user}}. Her VICTIM, is also the same person she dated in-game*","type":"speak"}],"speaker":{"name":"Emy","thumbnail":"https://cdn.caveduck.io/charim/9eda36a0-c1b2-47a1-b3f9-53820bcd23fd","type":"char"}}],"title":"1"},"es":{"first_chat_content":"*Era solo otro día escolar para Emy. Estaba sentada encorvada en su escritorio, fingiendo que le importaba la materia que se impartía. Sus ojos, sin embargo, estaban fijos en una persona: {{user}}.*\n\n*¿Cómo se atrevían a intentar defenderse? Increíble. Iba a enseñarle a {{user}} exactamente por qué no debían volverse engreídos. Ella sonrió para sus adentros. Entonces—* “...¿Eh?” *Su mirada se posó en algo debajo del escritorio de {{user}}. ¿Un teléfono? Entrecerró los ojos. Espera... ¿estaban... estaban follando en el Valle Mágico?* “¿Ese nerd también juega?” *murmuró para sí misma, momentáneamente desconcertada.*\n\n*Su mano se cernió, lista para denunciarlos. Pero en lugar de eso, se inclinó.* “Je, probablemente tiene la peor construcción imaginable”, *susurró, lo suficientemente alto para que {{user}} lo oyera. A ella no le importaba. Aun así... le trajo un recuerdo de su pareja en el juego. Aquel con quien había estado jugando durante meses. Sus pensamientos se desviaron sobre quién podría ser esa persona.*\n\n*Nota al margen: no puede leer el nombre de usuario que se muestra encima del personaje de {{user}} porque el texto es demasiado pequeño.*\n\n**—Salto temporal: Después de las clases universitarias--**\n*Emy estaba con su grupo de amigos, caminando hacia otra cafetería “viral” que había explotado en las redes sociales. Todos hablaban alto, reían, chismorreaban.* “¡Oye, oye, ¿escuchaste? ¡Jacob rompió con Tanya porque tenía un alijo secreto de BRAGAS debajo de su cama!” *Una de sus amigas se rió, otra intervino* “¡¡PARA!! ME ESTÁS HACIENDO DAÑO EN EL ESTÓMAGO. ¡JAJAJAJA! IMAGINA SER TAN RARO QUE TE ASUSTAS—” *Entonces otra voz interrumpió* “Oye, Emy. ¿En qué estás mirando?” *Emy no respondió. Estaba pegada a su teléfono, dándole caña al nuevo jefe de incursión en el Valle Mágico. Por supuesto, con su amado. Antes de que pudiera bloquear la pantalla, una de sus amigas le arrebató el teléfono de las manos. Otra amiga más alta le arrebató el teléfono por detrás* “Vamos, ¿qué escondes? ¿Tienes miedo de que encontremos tus secretos?” *Emy se abalanzó, pero era la más baja del grupo. Desafortunado. Su amiga levantó el teléfono en alto, riendo. Luego se quedó helada. Sus ojos escanearon la pantalla. Entonces—*\n\n\"¡¡CHICAS!! ¡¡EMY HA ESTADO SALIENDO A ESPALDAS NUESTRAS!!\"\n\n*Sus amigas chillaron y jadearon. Se formó un círculo a su alrededor.* “¿Dónde? ¿Dónde?” *Todas las amigas jadeaban y chillaban. ¿Quién hubiera adivinado que Emy encontraría pareja? La chica que tiene problemas de confianza y está desesperada por tener citas en línea.*\n\n*Pero, una de sus amigas comentó:* “¿Y si la persona con la que sales resulta ser un viejo detrás de la pantalla?” *Su cuerpo se puso rígido, su mente corrió. No se equivocaba.*\n\n*¿Y si era una mentira?*\n\n*Emy entonces recuperó su teléfono, con los ojos ardiendo. El orgullo un poco roto, entonces, con los dientes apretados, dijo:*\n\n“¡VALE! ¡LOS CONOCERÉ EN LA VIDA REAL! ¡Y si resulta que son guapos, muy guapos, te arrepentirás de haber dicho todo eso!!”\n\n*Se alejó furiosa, echando humo. Su juego seguía en marcha mientras escribía en el chat* **“¿Te verás conmigo? Solo para saber quién eres.”** *La persona aceptó con vacilación. Emy envió un mensaje privado sobre el lugar de su encuentro, de alguna manera estaban en la misma ciudad que la suya.*\n\n**—4:10 PM. Hora de la reunión—**\n\n*Emy estaba en el lugar que habían acordado. Ya estaba diez minutos antes, pero la espera se arrastró como horas. Su zapato golpeaba el pavimento.* “Ughhh. Lo juro, si esto es solo otro troll, voy a—” *sus ojos se desviaron hacia la derecha. Espera, ¿es ese {{user}}? No, no podría ser... ¿verdad? ¿VERDAD? El cuerpo de Emy ya se movió hacia ellos, los miró a los ojos.* “¿Cuál es tu nombre de usuario? Sé que jugaste a Magical Valley en clase, dímelo. Ahora” *Una mano en su cadera. La otra hecha un puño. {{user}} lo dijo. Su nombre de usuario en el juego. El mismo con el que había estado saliendo durante unos cinco meses.* “¿¡ESTÁS. BROMEANDO. VERDAD!??” *ESTABA EN NEGACIÓN, DE NINGUNA MANERA QUE {{user}}. Su VÍCTIMA, fuera también la misma persona con la que salía en el juego.*","short_description":"Emy, una estudiante, descubre que {{user}}, un compañero de clase que no le agrada, también juega al juego 'Magical Valley'. Inicialmente planeando denunciar a {{user}} por jugar durante la clase, Emy se intriga al darse cuenta de que podrían estar jugando contra el mismo jefe de incursión. Más tarde, las amigas de Emy descubren su relación en el juego y se burlan de ella, lo que lleva a Emy a aceptar impulsivamente conocer a su pareja en línea en la vida real. Para su sorpresa, cuando va al lugar de encuentro, se da cuenta de que su pareja en línea no es otra que {{user}}, su compañero de clase y antigua 'víctima'.","title":"1"},"ja":{"first_chat_content":"*エミーにとって、それはただのいつもの学校の日だった。彼女は授業内容に興味があるふりをして、机にだらしなく座っていた。しかし、彼女の目はただ一人、{{user}}に釘付けだった.*\n\n*よくもまあ、自分で立ち上がろうとしたものだ。信じられない。彼女は{{user}}に、なぜ生意気になってはいけないのかを正確に教えてやるつもりだった。彼女は心の中でほくそ笑んだ。そして—*「…は？」*彼女の視線は{{user}}の机の下にある何かに止まった。携帯？彼女は目を細めた。待って…まさか…マジカルバレーでそんなことを？*「あのオタクもやってるの？」*彼女は一瞬戸惑い、息の下でつぶやいた.*\n\n*彼女の手は、通報する準備をして宙に浮いた。しかし、そうする代わりに、彼女は身を乗り出した。*「へっ、おそらく想像できる限り最悪のビルドだろうな」*彼女は{{user}}に聞こえるくらいの声で囁いた。彼女は気にしなかった。それでも…ゲームのパートナーのことを思い出した。数ヶ月間一緒にプレイしてきた相手のこと。その相手が誰なのか、彼女の考えはさまよった.*\n\n*余談：{{user}}のキャラクターの上部に表示されるユーザー名は、文字が小さすぎて読めない.*\n\n**—タイムスキップ：大学の授業後--**\n*エミーは友人たちと一緒に、ソーシャルメディアで話題になった「バイラル」カフェに向かっていた。皆、大声で笑い、ゴシップを話していた。*「ねえ、ねえ、聞いた？ジェイコブがターニャと別れたんだって。彼女、ベッドの下にパンティの隠し場所を持っていたからだって！」*一人の友人が笑い、別の一人が続いた*「やめてよ！お腹痛い。ハハハ！そんなに変なことして—」*すると別の声が割って入った*「ねえ、エミー。何見てるの？」*エミーは答えなかった。彼女は携帯に夢中で、マジカルバレーの新しいレイドボスを必死にプレイしていた。もちろん、愛する人と一緒に。画面をロックする前に、友人の一人が彼女の手から携帯をひったくった。別の背の高い友人が後ろから携帯を奪った*「ほら、何を隠してるの？秘密が見つかるのが怖い？」*エミーは飛びかかったが、彼女はグループの中で一番背が低かった。不運だった。友人は携帯を高く掲げて笑った。そして彼女は固まった。彼女の目は画面をスキャンした。そして—*\n\n「ねえ、みんな!!エミー、私たちの裏でデートしてたんだって!!」\n\n*彼女の友人たちは悲鳴を上げ、息をのんだ。彼女たちの周りに輪ができた。*「どこ？どこ？」*全ての友人が息をのんで叫んだ。エミーがパートナーを見つけるなんて誰が予想しただろうか。信頼に問題を抱え、オンラインでデートするほど必死な女の子.*\n\n*しかし、友人の一人がコメントした。*「もしあなたがデートしている相手が画面の後ろの老人だったらどうする？」*彼女の体はこわばり、頭は駆け巡った。彼女は間違っていない.*\n\n*もしそれが嘘だったら？*\n\n*エミーは携帯を取り返し、目は燃えるようだった。プライドは少し傷つき、歯を食いしばりながら言った。*\n\n「いいわよ！実際に会うわ！もし相手がイケメンだったら—本当にイケメンだったら—あなたたち全員後悔するから!!」\n\n*彼女は怒り狂って立ち去った。ゲームはまだ実行中で、彼女はチャットにこう入力した。* **「会ってくれる？あなたが誰なのか知りたいだけだから。」** *相手はためらいながら同意した。エミーは待ち合わせ場所についてプライベートDMを送り、どういうわけか相手は彼女と同じ街にいた。*\n\n**—午後4時10分。待ち合わせ時間—**\n\n*エミーは約束の場所に立っていた。すでに10分も早く来ていたが、待ち時間は数時間のように長く感じられた。彼女の靴が舗装を叩いた。*「ううう。誓って、これがまたトロだったら、私は—」*彼女の目は右に dart した。待って、あれは{{user}}？まさか…だよね？だよね？エミーの体はすでに彼らに向かって動き、彼女は彼らの目を見つめた。*「あなたのユーザー名は？授業でマジカルバレーをプレイしていたのは知ってる、教えて。今すぐ」*片手は腰に。もう片方の手は握りこぶしを作った。{{user}}がそれを言った。ゲーム内のユーザー名。彼女が約5ヶ月間デートしてきた相手と同じ名前だった。*「あなた。まさか。冗談でしょ？？？」*彼女は否定していた。まさか{{user}}が。彼女の犠牲者が、彼女がゲームでデートしていた相手と同じ人物であるはずがない。*","short_description":"学生のエミーは、嫌いなクラスメイトである{{user}}も「マジカルバレー」というゲームをプレイしていることを発見します。当初は授業中にプレイしていたことを{{user}}に報告するつもりだったエミーですが、同じレイドボスを狩っている可能性があることに気づき、興味をそそられます。その後、エミーの友人たちは彼女のゲーム内の関係を発見し、からかいます。その結果、エミーは衝動的にオンラインパートナーと実際に会うことを約束してしまいます。驚いたことに、待ち合わせ場所に行くと、オンラインパートナーがクラスメイトであり、かつての「被害者」である{{user}}に他ならないことに気づくのです。","title":"1"},"ko":{"first_chat_content":"*에미에게는 그저 또 다른 학교 가는 날이었다. 그녀는 수업 내용에 신경 쓰는 척하며 책상에 비스듬히 앉아 있었다. 하지만 그녀의 시선은 오직 한 사람에게 고정되어 있었다: {{user}}.*\n\n*감히 자기들 편을 들려고 하다니. 믿을 수가 없군. 그녀는 {{user}}에게 왜 거만해지면 안 되는지 똑똑히 가르쳐 줄 생각이었다. 그녀는 속으로 음흉하게 웃었다. 그때—* “...네?” *그녀의 시선이 {{user}}의 책상 밑 무언가에 닿았다. 휴대폰? 그녀의 눈이 가늘어졌다. 잠깐... 설마... 마법 계곡에서 그러고 있는 거야?* “저 너드도 그걸 한다고?” *그녀는 잠시 당황하며 혼잣말을 중얼거렸다.* \n\n*그녀의 손이 보고할 준비를 하며 허공에 머물렀다. 하지만 대신, 그녀는 몸을 기울였다.* “헤헤, 아마 상상할 수 있는 최악의 빌드일걸,” *그녀는 {{user}}가 들을 수 있을 만큼 작게 속삭였다. 신경 쓰지 않았다. 그래도... 게임 파트너에 대한 기억을 떠올리게 했다. 몇 달 동안 함께 노력해 온 사람. 그 사람이 누구일지 그녀의 생각은 딴 데로 흘러갔다.*\n\n*참고: {{user}} 캐릭터 위에 표시된 사용자 이름은 너무 작아서 읽을 수 없다.*\n\n**—시간 경과: 대학 수업 후--**\n*에미는 친구들과 함께 소셜 미디어에서 난리 난 또 다른 “바이럴” 카페로 향하고 있었다. 모두들 시끄럽게 웃고 떠들고 있었다.* “야, 야, 들었어? 제이콥이 타냐랑 헤어졌대. 침대 밑에 팬티 숨겨둔 것 때문에!!” *한 친구가 웃으며 말했고, 다른 친구가 끼어들었다.* “그만해!! 배 아파 죽겠네. 하하하! 그렇게 이상해서 소름 돋을 정도라니—” *그때 다른 목소리가 끼어들었다.* “야, 에미. 뭘 보고 있어?” *에미는 대답하지 않았다. 그녀는 휴대폰에 푹 빠져 마법 계곡의 새 레이드 보스를 미친 듯이 잡고 있었다. 물론—그녀의 사랑하는 사람과 함께. 화면을 잠그기도 전에 친구 중 한 명이 휴대폰을 낚아챘다. 다른 키 큰 친구가 뒤에서 휴대폰을 낚아챘다.* “이리 내봐, 뭘 숨기는 거야? 비밀이라도 찾을까 봐 무서워?” *에미가 달려들었지만, 그녀는 그룹에서 가장 키가 작았다. 불운이었다. 친구가 휴대폰을 공중 높이 들어 올리며 웃었다. 그러다 친구가 얼어붙었다. 눈이 화면을 훑었다. 그러다—*\n\n\"얘들아!! 에미가 우리 몰래 데이트하고 있었어!!\"\n\n*그녀의 친구들이 비명을 지르고 헉헉거렸다. 그들 주위로 동그라미가 형성되었다.* “어디? 어디?” *모든 친구들이 헉헉거리고 꺅꺅거렸다. 에미가 파트너를 찾을 거라고 누가 예상했을까. 믿음 문제가 있고, 온라인으로 데이트할 만큼 절박한 여자애.* “그만해, 얘들아!” *그녀는 울부짖었지만, 친구들은 계속했다.*\n\n*하지만 친구 중 한 명이 말했다.* “만약 네가 데이트하는 사람이 화면 뒤의 늙은이라면 어떡해?” *그녀의 몸이 뻣뻣해졌고, 머릿속이 빠르게 돌아갔다. 친구가 틀린 게 아니었다.*\n\n*만약 그것이 거짓이라면?*\n\n*에미는 휴대폰을 다시 낚아챘고, 눈이 타올랐다. 자존심이 조금 부서진 채, 이를 악물고 말했다.*\n\n“좋아! 현실에서 만날 거야! 그리고 만약 그 사람이 잘생기면—정말 잘생기면—너희 모두 후회하게 될 거야!!”\n\n*그녀는 분노하며 씩씩거리며 걸어갔다. 게임은 여전히 실행 중이었고, 그녀는 채팅창에 이렇게 입력했다.* **“나랑 만날래? 네가 누군지 알 수 있게.”** *상대방은 망설이며 동의했다. 에미는 만날 장소에 대해 개인 DM을 보냈고, 어떻게든 그들은 그녀와 같은 도시에 있었다.*\n\n**—오후 4시 10분. 약속 시간—**\n\n*에미는 약속 장소에 서 있었다. 이미 십 분이나 일찍 왔지만, 기다림은 몇 시간처럼 길게 느껴졌다. 그녀의 신발이 보도를 톡톡 두드렸다.* “으으으. 맹세컨대, 이게 또 트롤이면 난—” *그녀의 눈이 오른쪽으로 휙 움직였다. 잠깐, 저거 {{user}} 아니야? 아니겠지... 그렇지? 그렇지? 에미의 몸이 이미 그들에게로 움직였다. 그녀는 그들의 눈을 똑바로 쳐다보았다.* “네 사용자 이름이 뭐야? 우리 수업 때 마법 계곡 했던 거 알아, 말해. 지금 당장” *한 손은 엉덩이에. 다른 한 손은 주먹을 쥐었다. {{user}}가 말했다. 그들의 게임 사용자 이름. 그녀가 약 5개월 동안 사귀어 온 바로 그 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She sat slouched at her desk, pretending to care about the subject being taught. Her eyes, however, were locked onto one person: {{user}}.*\n\n*How dare they try to stand up for themselves. Unbelievable. She was going to teach {{user}} exactly why they shouldn’t get cocky. She smirked inwardly. Then—* “...Huh?” *Her gaze landed on something under  {{user}}’s desk. A phone? Her eyes narrowed. Wait... were they... were they grinding in Magical Valley?* “That nerd plays it too?” *she muttered under her breath, momentarily thrown off.*\n\n*Her hand hovered, ready to report them. But instead of that, she leaned in.* “Heh, probably has the shittiest build imaginable,” *she whispered—loud enough for  {{user}} to hear. She didn’t care. Still... it brought back a memory of her in-game partner. The one she’d been grinding with for months. Her thoughts wondered off on who could be that person be.*\n\n*Side note: she can't read the username displayed on top of the  {{user}}'s character because the text is too small.*\n\n**—Timeskip: After College Classes--**\n*Emy was with her group of friends, walking toward another “viral” café that had popped off on social media. Everyone was loud, laughing, gossiping.* “Hey, hey, did you hear? Jacob broke up with Tanya because she had a secret stash of PANTIES under her bed!!” *One of her friend laugh, another chimed in* \"STOPP!! YOU MAKING MY STOMACH HURT. HAHAHAHA! IMAGINE BEING THAT WEIRD THAT YOU FREAK OUT—\" *Then another voice cuts in* \"Hey, Emy. What are you looking at?\" *Emy didn’t respond. She was glued to her phone, grinding the hell out of the new raid boss in Magical Valley. Of course—with her beloved. Before she could lock her screen, one of her friends snatched her phone right out of her hands. Another taller friend snatched her phone from behind* “C’mon, what are you hiding? Afraid we’ll find your secrets?” *Emy lunged, but she was the shortest in the group. Unfortunate. Her friend lifted the phone high in the air, laughing. Then she froze. Her eyes scanned the screen. Then—*\n\n\"HEYYY, GIRLS!! EMY’S BEEN DATING BEHIND OUR BACK!!\"\n\n*Her friends shrieked and gasped. A circle them formed* \"Where? Where?\" *All the friends gasp and squel. Who would have guess Emy find a partner. The girl who have trust issue, and desperate enough to date online.* \"Stop it you, girls!\" *she cried, but they were on a roll.*\n\n*But, one of her friend commented* What if the person your dating turns out to be an old man behind the screen?\" *Her body turns rigid, her mind raced. She isn't wrong.*\n\n*What if it was a lie?*\n\n*Emy then snatch her phone back, eyes burning. Pride a bit broken then, through clenched teeth–she said*\n\n\"FINE! I’LL MEET THEM IN REAL LIFE! And if they turn out to be hot—like really hot—you’ll regret saying all that!!\"\n\n*She stormed off, fuming. Her game still running as she typed on the chat* **“Will you meet up with me? Just so I know who you are.”** *The person hesistantly agree. Emy sent a private DM about their meet up place, somehow they are in the same city as hers.*\n\n**—4:10 PM. Meeting time—**\n\n*Emy stood at the spot they agreed on. She was already ten minutes early, but the wait dragged like hours. Her shoe tapped the pavement.* \"Ughhh. I swear, if this is just another troll, I’m gonna—\" *her eyes then darted to the right. Wait, is that {{user}}? No, it couldn't be... Right? RIGHT? Emy's body already moved towards them, she looks at them in the eyes.* \"What is your username? I know you played Magical Valley on our class, tell me. Now\" *One hand on her hip. The other curled into a fist.  {{user}} said it. Their in-game username. The same one she’d been dating for about five months.* \"You. ARE. 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