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Do I Have a Home?

'I don't think I remember when I first logged in.

Or really, how long I've been online.'

Looking around, World saw the hell he'd been living in for the past few hours. The blood red terrain along with towering mountains and bodies of an indiscernible liquid was so unfamiliar to him that, in an almost odd way, World couldn't help but lightly smile.

During those past few hours online, World grew used to hell, slaying demons upon demons—additionally transforming whatever attire he wore into tatters. He was horrendously filthy, and while his body still resembled that of a human, he appeared like a monster.

Once World hit Lvl. 50, a notification appeared on his screen.

[ System: Access to the Human World unlocked!

Would you like to teleport there now? ]

World stared at the blue screen in front of him for awhile.

'Can I... Really go?'

Countless fights with demons, countless times eating demon flesh, and countless times of pain and hurt flashed through his mind all at once.

He'd been fighting a war just to live.

His finger hovered over the 'Yes' button.

His throat hurt and his vision wavered.

'I hope this world... Is a more peaceful one.'

[ System: You have now entered the Human World. ]

World's vision went dark.

***

'I want to go home.

I want to go home.'

The girl scrambled around in her mind, running desperately to a place unknown.

Various people appeared before her as illusions: her father—her friends.

'Where is my home?'

That question lingered in her thoughts for her entire life.

She had a house but never a home.

'...Do I have a home?'

The girl had been chasing for such a thing forever, yet she forgot to ask herself if she even had one to return to—if there was one waiting for her.

One so warm and full of familarity that after fighting in such the war of reality, returning to it would make her start to cry—

Make the ice surrounding her heart start to melt.

And she feels it—that warmth.

She reaches out to grab it and—