Kira:

My relationship with Ren continues to develop. I don't rely on Elysium rules. Three hours a day is enough for me to restore my physical strength. The rest of the time I'm there. I even prefer virtual sleep insteadof disconneting. I just want to be near him all the time.
It's still hard for me to figure out exactly what those feelings are. On the one hand, it makes up for my lost love, and on the other hand, it gives completely new and incomparable emotions. And yet, I constantly compare him to Axel. I am ashamed to admit that I like his copy even more. There is something special in Ren, unlike anyone else. I don't understand what exactly the developers did with the code and data of my Axel when setting up Ren, but the result cannot but rejoice. I love him for real.

But my parents are more worried. The appearance of this result pleased them, my psychotherapist noted a positive trend, but along with the appearance of a strong dependence on observation in Elysium. I accidentally died with my Axel and went to heaven. In paradise, where only we are alone.
I prefer chatrooms and events with low rating. I'm specifically looking for secluded locations so that we can enjoy it together, without anyone else. And I have never been so happy. Unless at the very beginning of our relationship, when nothing foreshadowed trouble. But Elysium clouded my mind.
I thought that it will last indefinitely, but I also felt paranoia. I'm starting to think the outcome of our love. I think about how I will grow old, change, and he will be the same. I think about how it is not possible to get a full-fledged family. Then I come to the conclusion that if more developers appear in near future, they will create children based on of our data. And even though this is a simulation, here I am much happier than in real life.

Ren and I often lie in bed and think about our relationship and where it's going. His speeches are always well thought out, but this doesn't bother me in the least. I hear what I want to hear. And I'm not bored at all.

With Axel it was more difficult. He often fell into unreasonable despondency and infected me with it. Ren inspires hope for the best. Encourages me, revitalizes me. But something still bothers me. Fear that things might not be so perfect. That there is a catch somewhere. I can just look at him for hours and try to catch something unnatural in his gestures, facial expressions, his voice. An obsessive thought is constantly pulsing in my head:

"He is just an artificial intelligence, part of this intangible space."

After all, it is what it is. He's not even the person who plays with me from the other side of the world under an avatar that looks like my Axel. He is a hologram in a simulation.
But the more I look at him, the more he manages to surprise me with his humanity. Even the mistakes he makes is the most humane, characteristic of most living people in the real world. I stumble upon it quite by accident.

One day I enter Elysium and see that he is not in our location. Through his account, I find out that he is in one of the chatrooms where users with a large number of subscribers usually gather. It surprised me. Ren never showed interest in all this, what did he forget there? When I transport to a location like an indoor nightclub, I find him sitting in the company of some users. Ren looks animated and interested. I want to call him, but I restrain myself and continue to watch him. One of
the girls, whose appearance is as typical as possible for the top Elysium events, constantly refers to him. I recognize her as one of the contestants of the Gods of Elysium - the same tattoos on her heavy hips, the same big lips, an unnaturally thin waist with huge breasts, almost a chocolate tan. They are all similar to each other. She was no exception.

And I notice the way Ren looking at her. Interest in this template blooms in him - her blank look, her overactive gestures.
I don't want to keep watching and I'm going back to our shared location. Later he comes too. Words cannot express how angry I am at this moment. It seems that all my thoughts are focused only on simply calming down and not saying anything extra. But holding back is harder than I thought. This is the first time I've encountered such a problem.

"Was it fun there?" I ask sarcastically.

He looks at me as casually as if I was asking a simple question.

"Yes, I liked it," he replies calmly.

I sigh, suppressing another wave of anger.

"And why did you like her so much?"

"Who?"

"That girl, contestant."

"That girl?" he asks, then chuckles. "She's just a monster."

I look at him in disbelief.

"What is it, Kira? Are you worried about something?"

"I don't want you to go anywhere without me."

"Why?"

"Because I want so. Isn't that enough?"

Yes, I treat him like my own property.

Moreover, this is exactly what I believe - he was created at my request and for me. Nobody dares to touch him.

"As you wish. You have nothing to worry about, Kira. I'm taking care of you. And I don't need anyone but you," now this phrase of his seems to me somehow false and memorized.

I feel that he himself doesn't believe in what he says. That he's just deceiving me, distracting me. I don't want to continue this conversation. There is no point.

Later, in the real world, I quickly contact developers. I explain to them the reason for my concern. They, in turn, proceed to convince me that there is absolutely nothing to worry about - Ren is programmed so that no one in Elysium can arouse his interest except me.

But he is an artificial intelligence. The speed of his development is amazing. With each new turn, with each new system update, he acquires more and more humanity. The developers don't want to discuss this with me, it is not profitable for them. And I can't stop beating myself up. Staying in the simulation turns into torture.

Soon I request a password from him. In his private messages, there's long chat conversation with that ugly contestant. I'm going through his memory. My doubts are confirmed. He spends with her every free second of my absence in Elysium. Ren is waiting for me to leave the server to meet this girl.

Anger and possessiveness take over. In addition to simple human jealousy, I get the feeling that the developers have deceived me and my family. We paid money for an exclusive, and as a result, some girl who created an avatar pumped according to the standards of the simulation uses my thing for free, and even gets a much greater return on it than I do. It was like I was robbed.

Having experienced a wave of emotions in loneliness, I restrain myself and don't tell my parents or developers about this problem. I decide to talk to Ren himself.

To do this, I invite him to one of my favorite chatrooms - a gothic cemetery - as a symbol of the end of our bright moments with him.

"Why are we here?" he asks coldly.

"Just for fun. I love this location," I reply casually, sitting down on the gravestone with the angels and swinging my legs like a child.

He sits down on the stove right in front of me.
We look into each other's eyes for a couple of minutes, then he smiles, only the smile that used to warm my heart no longer causes any thrill. I only feel the desire to take a knife and cut his smile from ear to ear. It is a pity that he is just a hologram, even with human emotions.

"Ren, I know about your relationship with that girl," I say with a sigh. His gaze immediately becomes focused.

"What do you know?" he asks calmly.

"Everything. I know how you always waited for me to log out of the server to meet her. I know how vividly you communicated with her, I know all about your sentimental discussions about relationships and love, about how you discussed me with her, telling her that you communicate with me out of pity, because I am myself some kind of unsociable and not I can make acquaintances in the Elysium space on my own..." I see his surprise, but before he has time to answer me, I continue: "But you, Ren, don't know much. And what I tell you might even drive you crazy," I grin, shaking my head.
Now I want to mentally smear it.

"And what is it?" he asks, keeping his composure.

"You won't meet her as planned."

"Why do you think so?" an evil grin appears on his face.

"Because you don't exist, Ren. You are just an Elysium add-on, an artificial intelligence commissioned by my family. You are a replica of my deceased lover, Axel. I hope this explains to you why I'm not particularly eager to communicate with other users. They just don't interest me. I paid for you. And I use you by right," I say.

"What the hell, Kira?" Ren laughs nervously.

I open his diagram. It's impossible to fake it. Everything is there - from the date of its creation, to the last system update. Even artificially generated memories of a reality that Ren never really had. The developers came up with it only so that he would develop better in relationships and not arouse suspicion among other users. Ren himself doesn't know this.
He carefully reads everything that is written there for some time.

"It cannot be true," he shakes his head, taking a step back from me, "You're lying to me. I have memories of reality. I go into it when I feel that physical indicators have fallen."

"Look carefully, Ren," I press 'erase false memories', and the memory begins to free itself before our eyes.

Ren slowly sinks to his knees, clutching his head as if in great pain.

"I feel bad," he says hoarsely.

"It will get worse, Ren. Even if you don't have any physical indicators."

"Stop it, Kira."

I jump off the gravestone and kneel beside him, stroking his head reassuringly.

"You're breaking up with her right now. Send her a message. Write that you don't want to see her anymore and you are sorry that you have been deceiving her all this time."

"Leave me alone, I don't want to write anything to anyone..." he mutters weakly.

The system shows damage.

"I won't. You are my thing. I paid a lot of money for your creation. If you continue to deviate from the rules, I will simply remove you. You will disappear," I whisper, still rejoicing at my own victory.

He is silent for a while before giving me an answer that even surprises me.

"Fine, I agree. I will love you, I will do whatever you want. Just don't delete me." A smile touches my lips.

I broke what was created by the developers.

Ren stayed with me, and our relationship became better than before.
It just didn't bring me the joy it used to. However, I am not going to leave him. I'm ready to use him to the very end.