Cleveraptor — Roleplayer Guild

The day was going by as it normally did for humans all over the world. People went about their day as they usually did. Running errands, working jobs, nothing out of the ordinary. However, for a select handful of the seven billion humans on Earth, they had been chosen for something special. It was up to them to decide whether or not to accept the offer that was being sent to them. An angelic being read over the message that was going to be sent out, frowning. "And you're absolutely sure that this will get their attention?" she asked, glancing over at her superior, an angel clad in pure white

"How am I supposed to know?" the other angel said, shrugging. "Last time we tried, they didn't respond at all. Apparently the messages we sent all wound up in something called a 'S'paham Folda'. No idea what that is."

"Well, let's hope for the best then." The angelic Digimon flicked her hand, sending the message out into the humans' world wide web.

In a little convenience store on the outskirts of Tokyo, a young woman sighed quietly behind the counter. It had been a slow day with few customers. She couldn't really complain, though. The few people that had come in were regulars. Kids getting snacks on their way home from school, college students looking to buy cheap food on a meager budget, and that one older man who wanted a cup of coffee on his walk. They were all kind enough, though there was always that one kid who tried to push his luck trying to sneak candy. Her supervisor, an older woman named Hiiragi, came out from the break room. "Still quiet?" she asked.

"No customers," Yui confirmed. "Just one of those days, I suppose." The young woman took her phone out to check the time. "Mind if I take fifteen?"

"It's not a problem, Azuma," Hiiragi answered. "There's some snacks that were about to expire in the break room. Figured it would be better than throwing them out." The older woman gave a warm smile, and Yui did her best to return it, though she found it hard to meet Hiiragi's eyes.

"Thanks. I think I'll have some." Yui passed by her supervisor and went into the break room. Sure enough, there was a box full of snacks on the table. Most of them weren't very popular with anyone under thirty, but beggars couldn't be choosers when it came to free snacks. Yui took a moment to dig through the box until she found something she liked before sitting down in a chair and taking out her phone.

Din-don!

One new email, from someone she didn't recognize. It wasn't in the spam folder, so Yui simply assumed it might have been from a friend of her mother's. She opened it up.

The Digital World Needs Your Help!

Evil is afoot in the Digital World. Rival armies vie for control of the land, and heroes are needed to save the innocent! You've been chosen to protect those who can't protect themselves. What say you?

I want to help!

Yui cocked an eyebrow. Was this some kind of ad for a new game? It sounded like it to her. It couldn't possibly hurt to take a look, right? She tapped the link and-

There was a flash of light, and the next thing Yui knew she was somewhere she didn't recognize. It was bright, and the walls and floor seemed to be made from polished marble. It took a moment for her eyes to adjust. The room she was in was relatively large, and shaped like a perfect circle. "Um... okay..." she mumbled. Yui was soon aware that she wasn't alone in this room.
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