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Chapter 363 Testing (2)

Chapter 363: Chapter 363 Testing (2)

The story began.

It was soft at first like a gentle breeze brushing against her cheeks. The blackness faded slowly into color, and a warm golden light spread across her vision.

She found herself standing in a quiet village, where small wooden houses with slanted red rooftops lined the stone-paved road. The air was fresh, filled with the scent of wildflowers and bread baking in some distant oven. A clear blue sky stretched above her, dotted with a few lazy clouds.

And in the middle of that peaceful village... was a little girl.

She couldn’t have been more than six or seven years old. She had short, messy hair and wore a plain white dress stained with strawberry jam. Her cheeks were chubby and flushed pink from running around. She was barefoot, giggling softly to herself as she chased a butterfly with arms outstretched.

Lilith, though aware it was only a simulation, felt something strange stir in her chest.

The story was simple. The girl’s name was Elna.

She lived alone in a tiny house at the edge of the forest. Every day, she’d wake up, wash her face in a small basin, eat a piece of bread with sugar, and then run off to explore the fields. There were no parents in sight. No siblings. Just her... and the quiet, beautiful world around her.

Elna wasn’t sad, though.

She talked to herself, to the birds, to the river. She had names for every stone and leaf. She believed the wind was her mother and the sun was her friend.

Lilith watched silently, her body relaxed in the chair but her heart oddly unsettled.

The story seemed sweet at first... but it was the kind of sweetness that carried a faint aftertaste of loneliness.

Elna sat by the tree that night, hugging a tiny ragdoll with button eyes. "I wonder if someone will come for me one day," she whispered, staring up at the stars. "Maybe a sister... or a tall uncle with kind eyes. Or maybe no one at all."

Lilith felt her throat tighten.

The story engine was syncing with her emotions, reading her history, drawing from places in her heart she had sealed long ago.

And now, it was weaving them into this tale.

She leaned deeper into the story.

She wanted to see where it would go.

As Lilith continued watching, the golden light of the village slowly dimmed. The bright skies began to fade into pale gray, and a strange silence wrapped around everything. The birds stopped singing. The wind that once danced playfully now moved in eerie stillness.

Elna was still sitting under the tree, but her expression had changed.

She wasn’t smiling anymore.

She was whispering to the doll in her arms, her voice too low to hear. Her eyes, once round with childish wonder, now looked hollow... distant.

The scene changed again.

It was night. Rain poured from the sky like tears, soaking the forest. Elna’s tiny house looked older now—worn and neglected, with moss crawling up its wooden walls. Inside, the fireplace had gone out. The room was damp and cold.

Lilith leaned forward.

Elna was standing at the window, her little hands pressed against the glass.

"I waited..." she whispered. "I waited for you..."

Lightning flashed. For a split second, Lilith saw something outside the window behind Elna. A tall shadow standing in the woods. Motionless. Watching.

Lilith’s heart skipped.

Who was that?

The story gave no answers. Only more questions.

The next day in the story, Elna acted as if nothing happened. She picked berries, fed her doll, and drew chalk pictures on the floor.

But she had started talking to someone who wasn’t there.

"You came back," she whispered to the air. "Why did you leave last time?"

There was no one in the frame with her, but the story engine played soft footsteps. A door creaking. A breath behind her.

The doll began to move.

Just slightly at first. One day its head tilted on its own. Another day, it was sitting in a different corner than where Elna left it. She didn’t seem surprised.

Instead, she started feeding it food.

"Be nice to my friend," she told it gently one night, "Or she won’t stay."

Lilith sat still, completely pulled in now. This wasn’t just a story about a lonely girl anymore. It was becoming a story about what loneliness creates.

The doll started speaking.

Its voice was faint—raspy and soft like wind through dry leaves.

"Do you want me to stay forever?" it asked.

Elna smiled.

"Yes. Forever."

Lilith’s hands had gone cold. She wanted to take off the headset, but something inside her... wouldn’t let her.

She needed to see how it ended.

The story began to change more rapidly now.

The village disappeared. The forest grew wild and dark. Elna no longer looked like a little girl. Her face remained childlike, but her eyes had grown old. Ancient, even. And the doll... it now looked human. Almost too human. Its movements were smooth. Its skin no longer stitched.

It had become a woman. A tall, pale woman with black hair and a stitched mouth.

"Elna," it said, "You asked me to stay. Now I will never leave you."

The final scene showed Elna’s house once more.

But this time, a visitor had arrived.

It was Lilith.

Her own face. Her own body.

Standing at the door, looking confused.

"What is this...?" Lilith whispered aloud, forgetting she was in a simulation.

Inside the story, the stitched woman turned toward the door and smiled.

"She came," Elna said softly.

"I knew she would."

And then the screen went black.

The story had ended.

Lilith slowly pulled off the headset, her heart pounding in her chest. She sat there for a long moment, not moving.

This story is not just about a little girl named Elna or a magical doll.

It’s really about how deep loneliness can change someone, how waiting for love or attention for too long can twist the heart.

Lilith, who came to test the machine, ended up watching a story that was a reflection of her own hidden emotions. In her life, Lilith has been strong, quiet, and calm on the outside, but she has experienced a lot of abandonment, betrayal, and emotional distance especially from the people who were supposed to care for her.

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