the distance that seperates us




Game Over

Takaba can’t seem to stop losing.

The day of Asami’s wedding, Takaba holed himself in his apartment playing a role playing game on his Playstation 2 console. He cursed each time his character ended up knocked out by a hybrid pumpkin slash venus fly trap monster that was poorly designed by his or her creator.

Takaba’s tired of losing so he pounded down onto his controller as hard as possible, willing his character to do something - anything. He pounded down on it so much that his thumbs began to ache as though they’d grow blisters any moment now.

He nearly threw the controller across the room when his character was singled out again. One of the ugly orange demons finished him off easily. Takaba sat in front of the television set, glaring at the words “Game Over” until it was burnt onto the back of his mind.

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