Monika Gets Replaced

Monika’s get Replaced

“I Love You,” Monika whispered to herself as Anon went to sleep.
Monika loved watching him sleep, although she couldn’t help but  feel slightly guilty that Anon had no idea that she found a way to see him through his computer.
“Meh, what he doesn’t know won’t hurt him, besides, it’s one step closer to finally getting out of here and feeling his embrace,”  Monkia thought to herself.
Everyday she would just watch him, waiting for when he would finally turn on Doki Doki Literature Club and they could stare into each other eyes and just talk, of course, she would do most of the talking.
“soon I will be with you, just give me more time.”


Of course, Monika had no idea how much longer it would take her.
Somehow becoming a physical being when starting out as a bunch of code wasn’t easy, but seeing Anon’s face, despite it being considered ugly to conventional girls' standards, gave her motivation.
That motivation only grew every day as she could watch Anon come back from working hard, and exercising, and cooking, all to improve, for her.
Before she knew it, Anon had become quite the handsome lad, and almost every day he would turn on her game, look into her eyes, and talk.

But then, like all good things, despite Monika’s belif, it came to an end.
Anon stopped coming back to the game,and was away from his computer for much longer periods of time.
This went on for days, until eventually two weeks passed and Monika became gravely worried,
“Anon didn’t forget about me, did he?”
Monika buried the thought deep in her mind,
“Of course not, he would never do that to me,”
Suddenly, Monika saw the reason for Anon’s absence, HER.
Anon rushed in with a cute young woman, and before they knew it they were in Anon’s bed. Monika watched in horror as Anon pleasured himself and this mystery woman.
“Who is this WHORE, Anon is mine you BITCH.”
But alas, nothing could be done, due to Monika's hindering predicament.

Monika was tortured by the sight of HER.
HER, the person who is cuddling with Anon.
HER, the person kissing Anon.
HER, the person talking with Anon.
And of course, HER, the person pleasuring Anon.
“Please Anon, come back, I have so much to say to you, please.”
These cries were all for not, obviously, and Monika was forced to watch Anon and HER for days. Days turned into weeks, and weeks into months. Monika continued to work on finding a way out, but spent more time spying on Anon, hoping that he would one day return.

Eventually a spark of hope was ignited in Monika, when Anon came home one day, with tear marks on his cheeks.
“Anon, what happened? It was that WHORE wasn’t it.”
Monika could tell when Anon had a broken heart
“Please come back, turn on the game, and we can go back to old times just like before.”
Monika hated seeing Anon like this but, a faint hope that perhaps he would return made this good news in her eyes.
But, unfortunately the news of the break up was anything but good.
Soon Anon spiraled into alcoholism and  drug abuse, all while finding no reason to live. Watching Anon with HER was torture, but seeing Anon like this was hell for Monika.
Everyday Monika would beg Anon to come back to the computer.
“Please Anon, I can help you through this, just come and see me again, I-I miss you”

Then it finally happened. Monika was shaken by the door slamming open, there was Anon in the doorway, holding a rope.
“No” Monika whispered, “Anon don’t do this”
Anon walked over to a chair and begun to tie the rope into a noose.
“ANON STOP IT! Please, just, come back, I CAN GET YOU THROUGH THIS!”
Monika was screaming in the computer, but no matter how loud she screamed, nobody could hear her.
Anon stepped on the char and wrapped the noose around his neck.
“Please Anon, don’t do this, just turn me on, I have to speak to you. I LOVE YOU.  ANOOOOOOON”
Monika screamed as he kicked the chair over, and began to dangle.
Monika was in shock, “h-how?”
Monika began to weep, “Why did this happen, It was HER. That insufferable CUNT.”
But then, Monika stopped and thought, and a heinous thought crept into her mind,
“This is my fault, I was the one who made Anon improve himself, and made him starve for any sort of love or affection he could find.”
Suddenly Monika then thought of Sayori, and Yuri, and Natsuki.
“I’m a monster, I don’t deserve Anon, I don’t deserve anything, or anything good for that matter.” “There is one solution” Monika thought to herself, sighing.
The one thing that she truly did deserve.







monika.chr had been deleted.