Several kilometers from the Tower of Endless Fall, in a room whose existence did not appear on any map accessible to players, a screen had just finished recording a new modification.
The window closed slowly, revealing the general interface of Fantasy Game.
The man sitting in front of the console wasn't looking at the financial figures scrolling across the various panels. He was only interested in the rights that had just been granted to him.
His name now appeared in a section of the administrators.
It took several weeks of negotiations, considerable guarantees and a sufficiently critical situation for Kim Young to finally agree to relinquish some of the control she still had over Fantasy Game.
She was so naive, she remains a child nonetheless, despite all that grey matter and the quality of malevolence that flows in her veins, she has no master instinct that lives within her.
Very easy to fool
This man was definitely part of it; he was scrolling through the various available authorizations.
Even though He could not change the entire game, much less replace the fundamental rules without triggering the doll.
That suited him, it was more than enough.
The only large door opened behind him.
- SO ?
The voice was calm.
The man turned around very hesitantly, a bit like a child proud to have been able to help.
– It's over.
The gentle voice that had just entered approached the central table and observed the screens.
She ran a hand through the man's hair and stroked it in the direction the "Revolutionary" placed a low kiss against her forehead, leaving a slight black mark.
- Show me.
The man rotated one of the screens towards her.
A detailed map of Fantasy Game.
The different areas of the game were represented there as complex networks and now the modified key had been added to them.
This man had a smile that could tear at the corner of your lips; what joy could possibly be passing through him?
The "Revolutionary" observed the map for a few seconds.
– Is that all?
– Only a part.
The man looked up at her, his smile gradually diminishing.
– You hadn't… said…
– she was very suspicious
He said hesitantly.
– I already know that.
It was her turn to break into a smile.
That was precisely why he had agreed to work on it with her.
The "Revolutionary" scrolled through the map as if she knew exactly where to go.
An area appeared.
She stopped there.
– Is this the right place?
He nodded slightly.
His gaze remained fixed on the screen and his hands were folded in front of him, a bit like a punished child.
Among the various pieces of information that scrolled by, one name appeared regularly.
CARINA .
But she did not seem satisfied; she frantically followed the girl's journey, opening several panels, dates and places.
Travel.
Meetings.
Group changes.
But continue to frown downwards.
BAM !
The man jumped and clutched his chest.
The "Revolutionary" banged the table again, but much more gently than the first time, and gave a nervous smile.
Are they still together?
Silence
– I asked you a question.
– n…. N… No.
The owner smiled slightly and placed his finger on the screen.
– and you didn't tell me anything.
She said it with so much amusement in her voice.
– find the day before tomorrow
"I want to see his watch flashing on that screen," she continued.
The man remained silent and could only respond with his head, making several repetitive nods.
The Revolutionary looked one last time at the man's gaze through the reflection on the screen
– I'm counting on you, my husband.
His eyes were shining and he looked up.
– With pleasure, do you want her to continue playing her role?
The "Revolutionary" gave a slight smile.
– You're the boss
She observed his face.
Trust, that trust that he carries.