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Chapter 3- Inside the Computer

Anti wandered around the digital world that was Jacks computer. It was filled with 1‘s and 0‘s everywhere. Each code was different and in the shape of a frame that would house one of Jacks videos. Anti smirked as he watched the recordings. “W͘i͝t͜h ̛a̢ ͠śin̕gl̡e ͢to̢uch̴,̵ ̶I ca͘n ̸easily̵ ͞gl̕i̛tch̸ ͠t͠hes͏e̢ vi͞d̀eos̡, ev͏e͢n̡ ͡co͏r̴rupt ̛th̸e͡m̷ if I ͘w͞an͢te͠d ҉t̀o.” he said to himself as he walked through the coded hall.

Eventually Anti found himself in front of a symbol. It was the planet earth with a fox that was on fire circling it. “Fì̢̡re̶̶f͢͝o͡x͟͝\̷͟” he said as he approached with a grimace on his face. With a single touch, codes came shooting out forming web pages and ads. Anti navigates his way onto Jacks Youtube page and Tumblr as well. “H҉҉e̸͢l̵͠l̢̀ǫ̕ ͢t̵͠he͞r̀ę̶͟ ̛͡͝S̕e̷̕p̧̕͠t̵͟i͘͞c͢͠ ̡F̛a̕n̶͝s͘͢” he said to himself as he explored the page. He laughed at some fan art of people drew of Sean and the recent games he played. He also saw some fanfics he wish he hadn’t.

Anti yawned as he finish reading as much information about jacks fans as he could. “I͝t ̛f҉ig͘ur̴e͡s͏ ̢h͜is ͠f̡ans̷ ͝w̕o͢uld be ̶j̕ust ́like ͝him, ̶w͟ea͟k.͝ I ẃo͞nder̨ ͟ho͡ m̶a̷ņy of̵ ͝t͝h̀e͘m̀ ͏I ̕ca҉n t͟rick ͠a̵n҉d̷ f͏ool̴.͟” He laughed to himself then quieted down after he realized something. “I ͏c͘an’t͝ d̵o mu͡ch wḩil̸e ̨lik̨e̵ th̡i҉s̢.͟ ̸I͞’m̧ ͜j́u̸s̵t́ a ̕v̷íru͟s̸ a̛t̸ th͞is ̨p͘oi͠ǹt̕” he groaned as he leaned on a wall of numbers causing them to glitch out a bit and formed static. “I͟f͘ only̛ I̕ ha͠d̶ p̵e̡ǫp͘le̴ w̢ho beli͞eve͟d͝ I ̡ęx͡ist, t͢h͘e̸n͘ i̛ wou͡l̨d ̨b͞e̕ ̵a͢bl̵e ͢t͝o p҉o̵s̨s̛es̛s̵ ͜S͘ea̡n͞” he laughed “o̧r may̶be ҉e̶v̵e͞n m̛a͠ni͡f̡est ͠a pr̨oper̨ bơd́y.̛” He had to come up with a plan.

Leaving the Internet, Anti tried to come up with a plan. Could he just tell people? Nah, that would never work. Plus it was too simple and of poor taste. He thought more about what he saw on social media sites. He thought for a bit, he thought about fanart, but that wouldnt happen since he had to find a way into people minds first. “If on̨l̕ỳ ̡i̕t w̨a̕s ̶as ̧e̴asy̛ a͝s҉ ͝ge̷t̴t͡in̡g dr͠es͢s͝ed for ̷Ha̴l͢lowe҉eǹ.” He looked around. “T҉ha̸t͢s it̴! ͠H̴àll̷ǫwe̛en̕!̕ ͠I̛t͟’́s҉ on͡ly҉ ̀a҉ f̴ew wȩek͢s͘ ҉away!”

Anti ran to the area with Seans video files and started to ‘attack’ and glitch the files that Sean would put up the next day. “A̵n͡d̀ ̕I ͡h͢a͡d̷ t͞h͞o͘ưg͘h͏t͟ ̷t̛h͝at̕ ͏th̛is̡ ́wa̵s ͡go͡ǹna̴ b͝e͏ ̵haŕd” Anti snickered. He didn’t glitch the complete videos. He wanted something with more finesse, more style. ith this in mind, he managed to glitch portions of Seans face-cam. Anti made it glitch at some point to show himself, some static here and there. It was gonna be perfect. “I͡f͘ I͠ c̷an ̶g̸e̡t̸ ̡ju͟st ͝oné ͏f̕án̴ ̧to͠ ͞s̡t̵a͡r̕t a dr͏ąwi̢n̨g͢ or҉ ͟e͟ven ͏a ̨s҉i̕ǹgl̸e s̡o̡c̛ia̛l ̀me̵dia bl̡urb,̡ ma҉y̨b̡è ͞i͟ can͘ ͢ge͞t̴ ̸en̸ough pe͏op͘l̛e͠ to ‘͢bel͞i̛e͡v̛e’̵ I͜ ̕e͜xi̷st́ t͡o̴ ac̛t̷u̴a̡lly ͟d̛ŕaẃ ́out t̢h̛e̶ir̛ li͟fe ̷force̶ ̕f̡or ̴my͝sȩlf!̀” And with a final chuckle, his plan was set into motion.

Description
Chapter 3- Inside the Computer

Anti wandered around the digital world that was Jacks computer. It was filled with 1‘s and 0‘s everywhere. Each code was different and in the shape of a frame that would house one of Jacks videos. Anti smirked as he watched the recordings. “W͘i͝t͜h ̛a̢ ͠śin̕gl̡e ͢to̢uch̴,̵ ̶I ca͘n ̸easily̵ ͞gl̕i̛tch̸ ͠t͠hes͏e̢ vi͞d̀eos̡, ev͏e͢n̡ ͡co͏r̴rupt ̛th̸e͡m̷ if I ͘w͞an͢te͠d ҉t̀o.” he said to himself as he walked through the coded hall.

Eventually Anti found himself in front of a symbol. It was the planet earth with a fox that was on fire circling it. “Fì̢̡re̶̶f͢͝o͡x͟͝\̷͟” he said as he approached with a grimace on his face. With a single touch, codes came shooting out forming web pages and ads. Anti navigates his way onto Jacks Youtube page and Tumblr as well. “H҉҉e̸͢l̵͠l̢̀ǫ̕ ͢t̵͠he͞r̀ę̶͟ ̛͡͝S̕e̷̕p̧̕͠t̵͟i͘͞c͢͠ ̡F̛a̕n̶͝s͘͢” he said to himself as he explored the page. He laughed at some fan art of people drew of Sean and the recent games he played. He also saw some fanfics he wish he hadn’t.

Anti yawned as he finish reading as much information about jacks fans as he could. “I͝t ̛f҉ig͘ur̴e͡s͏ ̢h͜is ͠f̡ans̷ ͝w̕o͢uld be ̶j̕ust ́like ͝him, ̶w͟ea͟k.͝ I ẃo͞nder̨ ͟ho͡ m̶a̷ņy of̵ ͝t͝h̀e͘m̀ ͏I ̕ca҉n t͟rick ͠a̵n҉d̷ f͏ool̴.͟” He laughed to himself then quieted down after he realized something. “I ͏c͘an’t͝ d̵o mu͡ch wḩil̸e ̨lik̨e̵ th̡i҉s̢.͟ ̸I͞’m̧ ͜j́u̸s̵t́ a ̕v̷íru͟s̸ a̛t̸ th͞is ̨p͘oi͠ǹt̕” he groaned as he leaned on a wall of numbers causing them to glitch out a bit and formed static. “I͟f͘ only̛ I̕ ha͠d̶ p̵e̡ǫp͘le̴ w̢ho beli͞eve͟d͝ I ̡ęx͡ist, t͢h͘e̸n͘ i̛ wou͡l̨d ̨b͞e̕ ̵a͢bl̵e ͢t͝o p҉o̵s̨s̛es̛s̵ ͜S͘ea̡n͞” he laughed “o̧r may̶be ҉e̶v̵e͞n m̛a͠ni͡f̡est ͠a pr̨oper̨ bơd́y.̛” He had to come up with a plan.

Leaving the Internet, Anti tried to come up with a plan. Could he just tell people? Nah, that would never work. Plus it was too simple and of poor taste. He thought more about what he saw on social media sites. He thought for a bit, he thought about fanart, but that wouldnt happen since he had to find a way into people minds first. “If on̨l̕ỳ ̡i̕t w̨a̕s ̶as ̧e̴asy̛ a͝s҉ ͝ge̷t̴t͡in̡g dr͠es͢s͝ed for ̷Ha̴l͢lowe҉eǹ.” He looked around. “T҉ha̸t͢s it̴! ͠H̴àll̷ǫwe̛en̕!̕ ͠I̛t͟’́s҉ on͡ly҉ ̀a҉ f̴ew wȩek͢s͘ ҉away!”

Anti ran to the area with Seans video files and started to ‘attack’ and glitch the files that Sean would put up the next day. “A̵n͡d̀ ̕I ͡h͢a͡d̷ t͞h͞o͘ưg͘h͏t͟ ̷t̛h͝at̕ ͏th̛is̡ ́wa̵s ͡go͡ǹna̴ b͝e͏ ̵haŕd” Anti snickered. He didn’t glitch the complete videos. He wanted something with more finesse, more style. ith this in mind, he managed to glitch portions of Seans face-cam. Anti made it glitch at some point to show himself, some static here and there. It was gonna be perfect. “I͡f͘ I͠ c̷an ̶g̸e̡t̸ ̡ju͟st ͝oné ͏f̕án̴ ̧to͠ ͞s̡t̵a͡r̕t a dr͏ąwi̢n̨g͢ or҉ ͟e͟ven ͏a ̨s҉i̕ǹgl̸e s̡o̡c̛ia̛l ̀me̵dia bl̡urb,̡ ma҉y̨b̡è ͞i͟ can͘ ͢ge͞t̴ ̸en̸ough pe͏op͘l̛e͠ to ‘͢bel͞i̛e͡v̛e’̵ I͜ ̕e͜xi̷st́ t͡o̴ ac̛t̷u̴a̡lly ͟d̛ŕaẃ ́out t̢h̛e̶ir̛ li͟fe ̷force̶ ̕f̡or ̴my͝sȩlf!̀” And with a final chuckle, his plan was set into motion.