he story below is a novella,
which is set it the virtual world of Entropia Universe.
Through the diary entries in her PDA, the story unravels itself,
piece by piece the veil from her past is lifted, and the story unfolds.

Her future you may ask? Well, this story is all but finished,
and all it takes for you to influence the outcome is to interact with her.
To do so, you must download and log into Entropia universe.

Her name, or atleast the name she goes by these days is Acronoid.
But be warned, she has a way with people; and those ways do not
always lead to Rome...


#4 A leap of faith

Nagging is my headache and I’m still waiting for the painkillers to work in.
It are those crappy Omegaton  breeze pills. I hate that civilian crap.

Seems my subconscious is trying its best to adapt to my new reality. 72 hours ago, I didn’t have any plans to go living on some remote rock a billion light-years away; neither to kill an innocent woman to take her place or to leave most of the people I know behind without even saying goodbye.
At least, I could get a message through to Gregory; which was a big risk, but I couldn’t leave without saying goodbye to him.


Funny how I now remember sister Margaret always saying “do your best and god will take care of the rest”. Naive words that character her weakness, though wrapped in the comfortable illusion of a shepherd watching over her. I cannot believe such illusion or seek comfort in any other. In fact if it wasn’t for my “divine” intervention she might still be molested upon today.
Instead of believing in a fairytale , I learned to believe in myself; something almost as hard as trusting myself, but by far not as hard as to learn to love myself.


So instead of trying my best, I tried my worst.
And the worst I did indeed. Handling with utmost speed we managed to hack the army & Empire databases, destroy three stored DNA samples of me; search a target, killing her, swapping DNA in god (and Didi) knows how many databases, disposing of the body in some drug lab’s acid bath downtown, where no uniform would set foot unless suicidal, distorting security cams on the way, forging security passes, breaking in and forged entry, cover up trails and loose ends and what else I don’t even remember.

How we did manage to do that in just 64 hours I don’t know, even without sleeping.
Deitrich and I make a great team and his hacking and planning skills are just beyond comprehension. Still the question bothers me why he helped me out of this shit. Was it repayment for the old days, a challenge to break the boredom or maybe he fell in love with me. Or is this something friends just do, helping each other even if it puts oneself in danger?

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Credits

MindArk, for creating Project Entropia (Entropia Universe)
Jamira, for letting me use her sketches