Slowly, Moby opened the crimson door with great anticipation, completely calm and composed, ready for anything to come his way.

However, when he did, he was surprised to see that the girl he last saw sitting on her bed was no longer there.

Gently closing the door behind him, he took one more glance around the room before shifting his focus towards the garden to his left, steeling himself once again as he gradually marched in that direction.

There, as he entered the garden, the first thing that he noticed was the figure of a crimson-haired girl wearing a red robe sitting on the grass with a smile and a dead look in her eyes as she held a bright, vermillion rose in one hand, sniffing it before gently plucking away it's petals right beneath her feet, seemingly oblivious to his arrival.

"Hey Abby! I've come to visit again!"

With a smile and a wave of his hands, Moby let himself be known.

Slowly, Abby shifted her gaze towards him, growing wider as she stared directly at his face for what felt like an eternity before she began to instinctively back up until she crashed into a tree.

"W-why are you here… I told you never to come back… Do you want to hurt me again?"

Moby smiled at her words, a smile that she could immediately recognize as pure and innocent.

"Of course not! Last time I only did what I did because I thought it would help but now I see I was going about it the wrong way. I just came here to play today… So, want to play a game?"

Moby smiled at her with his hands out in an open palm, sitting cross-legged on the grass.

"NO! NO! NO! I already told you! I believe you are a nice guy okay! Everything around me dies! They all die! If you look in my storage you would know! So please stay away from me! I can't take it anymore,"

Moby's smile grew even wider as he covered his mouth to stop himself from bursting into laughter only for him not to be able to.

"I must have missed this the first time we met but do you really think I'm a nice guy? I've killed and tortured many people. Yes! I've done so to so many people solely for the fact that I need to get stronger and the only sin they committed was that they stood in my way. For all I know, they could have been good people inside and had circumstances that forced them to do what they did. And does it look like I care about them? No! I only care for very few people in life, everyone else is just like an insect to me… Now, do you still think I'm good? I'm pure evil, evil to my core… I wouldn't feel bad about accidentally killing me if I were you…"

Abby seemed to be listening intently to Moby's words.

"But if you really are a bad man… I don't want to play with you either! Why would I want to play with someone bad?"

Moby raised an eyebrow at Abby's words.

"So, who would you want to play with then!?"

"I DON'T KNOW! … I don't know…"

All of a sudden, Abby yelled with such pain in her soul, tears falling down her gray eyes as she tightly clenched her aching heart.

"I'm not sure if I get what you mean… But no way in hell I'm giving up on you just yet… if anything, I have a present for you that I think you might like. Think of it as an apology from last time,"

Still smiling, Moby stood up off the ground and walked inside, Abby sniffling before following slowly after him like a cat, keeping her distance trying to see what he was up to.

There, she saw Moby walking up to a wall with a socket, pulling something massive out of his inventory. A full-sized modern TV along with a weird box and two even weirder-looking controllers as he connected everything together in what seemed like a split second.

Then, with one hand, he pulled out a large, fancy-looking red couch and placed it on the ground with 1 hand facing it towards the TV that he turned on immediately after.

Not even a second later, the screen began flashing lights into an odd screen with a button prompt, playing music before the voice of an odd man played: "Dario Kart 41!".

He then skipped past that screen and entered into a menu, where he entered some sort of race and put her as some sort of red hot firey princess.

"This is a videogame! Do you want to play?"

Moby looked out at Abby who was looking at him through the window only for her to duck away at his gaze.

"Don't worry, I'll leave. This is only a present after all. It would mean the world to me if you accepted it. Just pick up the controller, unpause the menu and play! Me and Alex used to play this all the time! It's a really fun racing game! Trust me!"

After saying those words, Moby left the controller on the couch and simply walked out of the room, leaving Abby all alone with the game console he left for her.

"A-Alex used to play this… He really did…" She mumbled to herself, gradually standing up before steadily inching closer towards the couch, sitting on it before picking up the controller Moby left behind.

"How do I unpause this? Alex, can you help me out? … Hmmm? B?"

As soon as she pressed that button, music once again began playing on the TV, with a count down running down her screen.

The track seemed to be completely red with lava flowing as far as the eye could see and some weird-looking turtle dragon statues lining some of the walls.

In front of her was that same fiery princess that Moby had chosen for her, and to her right was the only other kart insight, one of a skeleton turtle.

[ 3 ]

[ 2 ]

[ 1 ]

[ GO! ]

Suddenly, the turtle boosted straight past her as she was left completely in the dust. Her kart suddenly began moving on its own and she had no idea what she was doing, crashing into walls, spamming random buttons all the while the turtle continued gaining ground on her.

"Alex! Teach me how to play! Teach me how to play!"

She panicked even more, that was until she managed to calm her mind and nerves and fully focus on what she was doing, almost like there was a voice talking in her subconscious.

She had spammed the buttons of the game so many times over that she now knew what everything did. It was not simply due to her superhuman strength, speed and reflexes but also due to the fact that she was simply a fast learner.

For some odd reason, she now played the game almost perfectly and managed to use all the shortcuts to her advantage to catch up, it nearly seemed like she was possessed.

"Almost there!"

It was now the final lap and she was only a few meters behind her opponent that was previously miles ahead as she leaned forward towards her screen instinctively.

And, in the final stretch, after managing to find an extremely lucky red shell, she managed to overtake him and cross the finish line.

The first place text emerged on her screen along with the victory music as she chuckled at herself, smiling in victory, leaning back on her couch with her still gray, yet not as gray looking eyes that bore a glint of satisfaction.

"Hmh, hmh, hmh, I did it! I won! I really won!"

"How! Is this really your first time playing? I never expected for you to actually beat me! I want a rematch!"

"W-WHA!"

Looking directly to her right where the sound came from, she noticed another figure sitting right next to her which scared her out of her mind.

She couldn't believe her eyes, had she been so preoccupied, and sucked into the game for her to even notice him sitting next to her?

Abby looked at Moby completely flabbergasted, but most importantly at what he held in his hands. A small device with a screen, and that screen showed the exact same game she was playing, only that one said second place and had a skeleton turtle in the same lava map instead of her fire princess which allowed her to quickly put two and two together...

"See! Wasn't that fun? We managed to play with each other really closely, even if you didn't know, and I'm still alive am I not? So! Do you want to rematch? Maybe I am an exception to your rule, I didn't die after that first game either, right? Who knows, my theory could be right you know! But! What I do know is that I can't lose to a newbie like this after I've played this game for so long! So, what do you say? Rematch?"