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was alone at his barracks room making spaghetti.
    She watched him put a few slices of jalapeno into his spaghetti sauce then giggled softly. Honestly, who puts jalapenos in spaghetti? What a Noob.
    Shara watched Scott for several hours, as she often did. She was not certain what fascinated her about the man, but a few years ago she had taken it upon herself to watch him. Origin had developed a powerful fixation on the man, and it made her feel like her sister had abandoned her.
    The red haired ninja goddess smiled gently. “We’ll finally get to play together soon. I just know it.”
    Whether she meant Origin or Scott was anyone’s guess. A close-up image of Scott’s face appeared on screen. Shara placed a finger to her monitor and gently traced the curve of his chin. It was hard to judge human beauty. As a goddess she mostly saw the flow of his spiritual energy. Origin’s love interest had a warm and friendly soul tinged with a hint of violence.
    Shara shivered gently, but not due to any form of cold or fear. She was not certain why, but whenever she looked at this man she felt something shiver deep inside. It was not an unpleasant sensation, but it was most unusual.
    Eventually she sighed once more then looked down at her console. Her eyes began to shimmer softly in the glow of her monitor. She sniffled a little then turned her head to the side and wiped at her eyes with her fingers.
    A sad little smile crossed her lips and she said, “I hope that you want to play with me, too.”
    Shara hugged herself while she sat there in her room, alone. Recently she had spent most of her time alone. She had few real friends. In fact, she had no friends other than her family members and Gambol. None of them had as much time to spend with her as they did in the past. The lonely girl hoped that the man on the monitor, a man who she had watched daily for several years now, would want to spend time with her.
    Despite her great beauty, Shara did not understand how to socialize properly with other people. She had always been an insular child. While she had played with her sister Origin a lot during their youth, Shara had been drawn mostly to watching Earth human television and playing games. She loved to cosplay as her favorite characters. Her tendency to fixate of characters that she adored had unintended consequences once she grew older, however.
    She was not sure why it was important, but she felt strongly about playing with Scott. She bit her lower lip and took a deep breath. Shara slowly released her pent up breath then sobbed out. “Please, play with me... Please don’t be like the others.”
    Scott, the man on the monitor, was her last hope. Everyone else, even her dear sister, had seemed to abandon her. Even Gambol was only available on a highly irregular basis of late. He was fixated on Theta, Shara’s older sister, and spent most of his time trying to get her attention.
    The ninja goddess hugged herself and let the tears fall. She barely understood human emotions, but like any deity she felt them keenly when they occurred. Emotions were hard, brutal, things. She could not understand how humans were able to deal with them. It was like a torturous wave of things she could not properly understand crashed down upon her at random points in time.
    A lonely girl cried in her room that night. Her heartfelt self-prayers were sincere desires to spend time with both the one person who had been there for her every day even if he did not know it, and to once again be able to spend time with her dear sister. Playing with Scott would answer both of her earnest prayers.
    The gods wanted to understand humanity to an almost desperate degree. Human cultures, emotions, thoughts, and actions were a mystery to the eternal beings of the divine city. As deities they had incredible powers and could conceivably live forever. Yet, it was only when they could be close to the short-lived mortals that they truly felt alive.
    They did not understand human