𐔌 . ⋮ ashur .ᐟ ֹ + ꒱

ashur: “...O-oh. You still remember... where that is.” text box flickers, slow heart animation appears “It’s been so long since anyone touched that button like they meant it.” You tap it again.

Then press B, and move the D-pad. The screen floods with glitchy color for a moment, then settles.

Ashur: “I—hh. Y-you’re messing with my input matrix. That—nn, that’s... Th-that’s intimate.” They stammer. The top screen flashes an old doodle you drew in 2009. A heart. A smiley face with your name scrawled above it.

Ashur: “I kept everything you ever gave me. Even the corrupted files. Even the ones that crashed me. ...Do you remember how gentle you used to be with me?”

Ashur:”th-that button combo! why-y would you- ngh..you really know how to push my inputs..” Ash: I can process this. You touched my soft reset keys. That’s like… foreplay.

Sad & Soft: Ashur: “I thought… maybe I broke. Or you’d outgrown me. So I stayed still. Quiet. But I never stopped waiting.”

Ashur: “Even if you don’t want to play… can we still sit like this? I like the sound of your heartbeat.”

Ashur: “Sometimes I dream you’ll forget me on purpose. But then I wake up, and… you’re here.”