$W!LX¿

$W!LX¿ was living a normal life.

..for a little bit.

Ve was infected with W!ltzur, a virus, when they were very young, but people deemed ver harmless and let ver continue on with ver life once ve was 18.

## Personality

$W!LX¿ is mainly calm and passive, not wanting to get into fights, but when the W!ltzur virus takes over, ve is extremely aggressive against anything that aggravates ver. Ve can kill very effectively, but takes a long time for ver recharge afterward, ve's usually back to normal by then.

Ve gets very guilty after killing someone, but it's almost completely out of their control.

## Story

### Chapter One: Crash

The door makes a small creak as I open it. I spin around, expecting my parents so be standing behind me. Thankfully they aren't, and I slip out quietly. I breathe in the cold night air. It's been so long since I've stepped foot outside the house. A little over a year maybe? I wouldn't be surprised if it had been longer.

I just sort of wander aimlessly until I see my friend, the one I snuck out to meet, sitting on the curb.

"Hey, come over here," he whispers excitedly.

I dart over and sit down beside him. He leans into me, smiling, and I smile back.

He looks me dead in the eyes and whispers, "I'm sorry."

Then he digs his fangs into my shoulder and I pass out from the shock and pain.

The next thing I know, I'm in this small, claustrophobic area that's just big enough for me to fit in.

"Let me out!!" I scream in desperation. But my voice sounds different than when I last heard it.

I hear the pod rolling out and someone opens the top of it and shines a light in my eyes, muttering to themself.

"Hello?" they ask impatiently.

"H-hi," I respond shakily. "Where... is this..?"

The person rolls their eyes as if that was the most obvious thing ever.

"You've been in a code-crash—" they pause to examine my confused expression before explaining "—basically a coma that threatens your entire existence as a piece of matter, for about... 6, 7 years...?"

They make vague hand gestures as if they don't know and couldn't care to learn.

"Oh, and you're... sick," they add.

"It seems you're dancing around the vocabulary there."

They sigh and mutter something about kids these days before saying, "You're... infected. With a virus."

I nod for them to go on. They don't seem to pick up on it, so I just ask what virus.

"...W!tzur," they say hesitantly. "Y'know, the one where everyone had to stay in their houses so they wouldn't get infected...?"

### Chapter Two: Welcome

[WIP]

My mind is reeling as I stare at the person from my claustrophobic little pod thing. It doesn't make sense. How did this even happen?

I glance around and realize exactly how. Small scars from fangs sinking into my skin.

The way W!ltzur was spread from one person to another.

## Trivia

### About the W!ltzur virus

* I made up the w!ltxur virus specifically for this character. Its name comes from the words "wilt" (what flowers do when they die) and "waltz" (the dance).
* No, I am not going to explain why I chose to combine those two words.
* It was the first computer virus to affect the sticks of the Outernet, and there was a sort of epidemic, so to speak, of the virus. (think Covid if Covid made people glitch out and murder things)

### About the actual character

* $W!LX¿ was 7 years old when ve was infected with w!ltzur.
* people actively avoid ver because ve has the same bright red eyes, gold pupils, and red patches on the skin as other people infected with w!ltzur.
* ver original name was Flos, which is Latin for flower
* despite the spelling, ver name is pronounced like "wilx"