chapter:1 'shi'

"It's the tyrophisis," the doctor said, shaking his head." You are third victim. Memory loss is it's symptom."

"Tyrophisis?" I murmured, the word strange and unfamiliar on my lips. I attempted to recall my past, but it was like grasping at mist.

The girl - a friend, apparently - tried to reassure me. "It'll be okay, Yuuto. We'll help you remember."

"But what's happening? Where am I?" I questioned, my voice quivering with a mix of fear and confusion.

The doctor explained, "You're in a game testing facility. You've just played 'Shi' game based on 25000 years ago, one that you love so much. And, well, we're here to make sure everything goes smoothly."

The pieces of the puzzle began to fall into place, but I couldn't shake the disconcerting feeling that I had stepped into a reality that was stranger than any game I had ever played.

As I lay on the sterile, white bed in the facility, I pondered the implications of what the doctor had said. I had been playing a game, I was in a testing facility, and my memory was fading. But why did this world feel so real, and why did the girl from the game's memory seem more tangible than any recollection of my past life?

Days turned into weeks as I tried to adjust to this new, perplexing existence. The doctor, his friend, and two other patients with similar tyrophisis diagnoses - both of whom had been playing the same 'shi' game - became the only constants in this life.

In this world, humans did not die. They were immortal, and there was no need for breathing, eating, or drinking. Time had no meaning, and the rules of the real world seemed to hold no sway. Yet, this peculiar realm wasn't without its challenges.

As I explored the game testing facility, I couldn't help but notice the eerie atmosphere. It was as though the horrors of the game were bleeding into reality. I often stumbled upon rooms that felt like scenes from his favorite games, complete with grotesque, lurking monstrosities. It was as though the game world was encroaching upon their supposed safe haven.

Amid the surreal and unsettling surroundings, I couldn't shake the feeling that something was amiss. "Is this world real, or is it all just part of the game?" I wondered, tormented by the uncertainty.

Each passing day brought new discoveries and enigmas, further blurring the line between what was real and what was a product of the game. I resolved to uncover the truth about his existence, the nature of my affliction, and the reason for the bizarre game world that had become his home.

Little did I know that the mysteries of the year 27,023 Earth held secrets that would challenge the very essence of his being.