Underground | Idol X Raised In R-peture -dear Fan...

She had been raised for this. Raised in R-peture. Raised to be the idol who stays, even when everyone leaves.

The setlist was old R-peture numbers—songs about eternal loyalty, about never leaving your side. Ironic, given that everyone in X’s life had left. The scientists. The other test subjects. Even Miso had tried to quit twice, but X kept showing up to his office with homemade onigiri and a printed schedule for next month’s gigs. Underground Idol X Raised In R-peture -Dear Fan...

And somewhere in the abandoned sub-basement, on a hard drive still flickering with residual power, a long-dead scientist’s final log played on loop: “Subject X is a failure. She feels too much. She remembers every face. She cannot stop caring. Recommendation: terminate.” She had been raised for this

She stopped. Looked down.