1 Birthday (1/2)

Aileene's blue winter coat wrapped around her small body, as a fluffy white scarf muffled her voice and warmed her neck. Her short dirty blonde hair was tucked under her scarf, hugging the sides of her pale face. Though pretty and quite cute the coat mostly constrained her movements. But her growing distress only seemed to cause glowing smiles on her parents' faces.

After all, their adorable eleven-year-old daughter was wobbling like a baby penguin. Seeing her that way, how could any normal parent not melt in happiness?

”Arm wme mere myet?” Her muffled voice sounded out through her knitted scarf, which was a prized gift she had gotten from her Aunty a few years back. It was hand knitted and possibly the softest material she had ever felt.

Slowly, Aileene was growing impatient, after all, they had been walking quite a bit. And her bright blue eyes had little to no surrounding left to stare at. But it wasn't as if frost and lingering snow were much to admire anyway. At this point, she almost wanted to say that the small stone path they were treading, was truly endless. Though through some quick logical reason she didn't keep the intrusive thought for long.

”We're almost there.” Her mother heart-shaped face level with her as she gave her a comforting smile, reaching a hand out to pat her small head, slightly ruffling her hair. Seeing her mother's affection Aileene returned her smile and nodded silently.

Merely gazing ahead of her, absent-mindedly. She could probably guess that her current little vacation with her parents was her birthday gift. Since her birthday was nearing, only 4 days more. And even if her parents hadn't explicitly told her so, they do make it seem like it.

But it didn't necessarily matter, anytime she could be with her parents, she was content. After all, she had been so positively content these past 10 years, closing 11 years. She almost forgot a world where she was even alone. Though the memories do come around every so often to haunt her.

They would travel in waves, a random intrusive thought crashing against her.

'Vain is simply a game, no one truly exist within a game.'

She had quickly learned to ignore them, they were only a symptom of her creation. She, as part of the game's correction system, was made to erase an error. A little inside agent in the game, she was given all knowledge she needed. Even the knowledge that her own mission, was only a game.

Aileene was distraught over this fact, even at her birth, since she had already been conscious. And she simply couldn't shake off the feeling of meaninglessness.

What was the point of anything?

She didn't exist.

It was only a game.

Why?