What do I do?
I want out of here, out of this fucking fake world. I took a walk today and looked at the streets and buildings around me, trying to spot the cracks, the backdrops and stage lights, any sign at all that it was fake. There were no signs at all. And yet, the knowledge that it's a virtual world weighs me down hard.
I don't get it. How come the other virtual worlds I visited were so fantastical and mine just looks like boring, everyday Earth? I never got a chance to talk much about the first world, but it was beautiful. The entire world was a vast hole, endlessly deep and miles across, with a maze of streets and promenades running up the sides. Everything ornate and intricately designed, Gothic and dreamlike. It was the work of someone whose imagination was limitless. And Arkenesia may have been an unoriginal mish-mash of nerdy archetypes, but it was still a fantasy realm.
My own idea-world, my virtual prison is just....lame. A copypasting of what I'd be seeing anyway.
I wonder....
Can I make changes? Can I shape this place to my own whim? And if so, how?
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)

No comments:
Post a Comment