The last thing Rina saw before her vision pixelated: a new text box, overlaid on her actual vision like an AR nightmare. “Save game? Y/N. Choose N, and you wake up as me. Choose Y, and you join the Hui—as my new host body.” She never got to choose.
But this one… this one felt different.
A figure stepped out. Not a sprite. Not a 3D model. A live video feed—of her own bedroom , from an angle slightly above and to the left of her actual webcam. In the feed, she saw herself sitting at her desk. And behind her, standing just out of her peripheral vision, was the succubus from the screenshot. The last thing Rina saw before her vision
Log Entry: Day 7 of the “Lucuna’s Lament” Download
Rina’s job was to download cursed or broken RPGs, reverse-engineer their code, and find loopholes. The “Hui” was a secretive group of five—programmers, psychonauts, and one disgraced AI ethicist. Their motto: “Every glitch is a gateway.” Choose N, and you wake up as me
Then the door opened.
The download was complete. The succubus virus had found its player. A figure stepped out
The next morning, the RR Research Hui found Rina’s apartment empty. Her computer ran a single process: an old RPG window titled “Lucuna’s Lament – Full Conversion.”