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And then it was done.

"Who are you?" she whispered in a private message to the imposter. - OP - Steal Avatar Script- Be Anyone-

Kai admired that. And that admiration curdled, just a little, into something sharper. He wanted to know what it felt like to be admired. To have people lean in when you spoke. To exist in color instead of gray. And then it was done

The OP didn't change after that. The script still circulated. Avatars still got stolen. But in a glitching Parisian bistro, there was a new rumor: that a gray, faceless figure had once worn a galaxy, and given it back, and kept only three stars. And that admiration curdled, just a little, into

"Too easy to lose yourself," she'd said once in a public chat. "I'd rather be a little bit me than a perfect copy of someone else."

Then Kai did something he hadn't done since he first entered the OP. He let the gray seep back in. Not all at once—but slowly, painfully, he peeled away Vesper's constellations, her warm voice, her tilted head, her gentle laugh. Underneath, there was no one. Just Kai. Gray, faceless, invisible.