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[Karla feels awful, to put it mildly. Throughout the past week, she had craved nothing but battle, a ravenous hunger that could not be sated. She cared not if she got hurt, or if others got hurt. She just followed the sword, as if it had a mind of its own.]

[Now, she's finishing yet another Holodeck's simulation, by striking down a generic sword-wielding opponent, and the room changes back to its plain, empty form. Karla stands still, gripping the hilt of her sword in a calm rage directed only at herself.]

[This cursed blade, only good for cutting people down, cleaving flesh, and spilling blood, nothing more. Karla asks herself again and again, why does she wield it? She ought to break the thing before it completely takes over her mind. She raises the blade above her head, preparing to strike the ground and hopefully shatter the blade against it...]

[But then she freezes. Even now, her brother is somewhere in Elibe, seeking opponents to cut down, trying to sate the hunger of the blade that will never be truly satisfied. Karla has to see him again, and hopefully bring him back home. And for that to happen, she needs her sword.]

[She brings the blade in front of her, gazing at the shining blade, an expression of longing on her face. She then collapses to her knees, propping herself up with her arms. Everything hurts, from her heart to her muscles. She's aware that she hasn't done much to fulfill her basic needs, like sleep. And with the blistering cold weather, can only lead to one thing. Tears begin to trickle down her cheeks. ]

What...what have I become...?

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I saw you on the security feed for Holodeck'd. Are you okay? [He know she was one of the ones affected by what had happened during this past week, but he doesn't know the full details of it. Regardless, the Karla he knew seemed bothered by something, so he wants to know what.]

[There's no point in pretending to be okay. Even if she tried, her body language would clearly give her away. The tears roll down her cheeks as she admits the truth.]

No...I'm not. I'm...losing myself. I don't even know what I am anymore.

[She lays the device down, screen up, still running the feed. She props her free hand on the floor to support her weight again.]

Karla... [He switches off the feed and teleports over to her, because there is really no way that he can talk to her on the device when she's crying like that. He places a hand lightly on her shoulder.] What happened to you during all of this?

[She isn't sure what to think when he switches off the feed. Luckily she doesn't get much time to think when she suddenly feels his hand on her shoulder. It takes her a moment to think of the words to describe her problem.]

I became...obsessed...with the sword. I spent the whole week...seeking strong fighters to cross blades with. I didn't hold back...I pushed myself well beyond my limits. I didn't feel anything...no emotions...no fatigue...all I felt was an insatiable hunger for battle. It didn't matter if I got hurt, or if others got hurt...

[She pauses for a moment to sniffle and cough a little bit. And if David could sense her body temperature from her shoulder, he might notice that she's a bit warmer than normal.]

I hate it...I hate the sword...I...

[It's tempting to hate herself for even falling into this trap, but she's still trying to resist that.]

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[He shakes his head a little.]

I know a lot about not being able to control your actions. You can't blame yourself for what happened. You weren't in control of yourself. The person that was in control, the person that did those things wasn't you. I can't say..I know exactly who that person was or why the change happened, but that's not the Karla I know.

But...it was me... It may not be the Karla you know, but...it's a side of me that itches to come out with each battle that I fight...

[She shakes her own head.]

It just feels like I'm sinking into a hole, and eventually that hole will become too deep for me to climb out of...

It was a version of you. There are likely many other versions of you as well. The multiverse is endless.

[He puts an arm around her in an attempt to comfort her and pulls her a little close to him.]

Me as well as others are here for you, Karla. There is no hole too deep that we won't help you out of. Though, I do believe you are strong enough to do it on your own. There is nothing wrong with enjoying fighting.

Multiverse...?

[She's partially curious, she know she wouldn't understand it if he explained it to her.]

[When he pulls her closer, she leans against him. She suffers another small coughing fit before she speaks again.]

But...I don't enjoy fighting...

Multiverse, it's a term used to reverse to the multiple universes that exist.

You're certainly good with a sword for someone that doesn't like fighting.

I see...

[Since she knows she won't be able to wrap her head around the whole multiverse thing, she decides to drop it. She then sighs as her lifelong goal comes to mind once again.]

My brother is...passionate about the sword arts. He left home long ago to hone his skills, and to seek out worthy opponents. I couldn't understand why. I couldn't understand the appeal of cleaving flesh with this steel. So...I began to study the sword arts, hoping to understand. I felt like it was the only way to grow closer to my brother at this point. I left home to search for him. I've visited many arenas all over Elibe, traveled to many places where warriors gather...but my brother always seems to be two steps ahead of me. During my journey, I heard rumors about a Sword Demon. A man who kills opponents with a mere stroke or two. I knew they were referring to my brother.

What happened to me last week...I fear that's what happened to my brother back home. So consumed by the hunger for battle that he can't think of anything else. I...I don't want him to live like that...

I see. So you became a swordswoman to better understand your brother? [Maybe swordsmanship ran in her family if that simple desire could lead to her becoming as good as she had been.]

And now, after last week, you're worried that you will end up becoming like your brother? Or at least, you feel like you are starting to become like him now?

[Another tear streaks down her face as he hits the nail on the head on all points.]

Exactly. I've always felt that I would become like that eventually. After last week...

[She shakes her head, knowing that she doesn't need to finish the thought.]

One would think that the logical thing to do would be to put down the sword for good. And yet I feel like I can't turn away from it either.

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