Note: Not for backstabbing people or lovers.

Super heroes who are quite shy to reveal themselves in public.

Note: fictional, please read without comparison with your lover or ex or beloved or someone you think you know more than him or her because after all it is a mere subject of the contest.

Please read with open mind. Trying to be the lost descendant of Shakespeare when English just a language to speak to convey our feelings not a barrier with subtle rules.

I man dead and reincarnated in the cat and trough the difficulties for safety amd becoming the strongest 

By the he gonna travel in the universe anime/comics/movie/novels

Google Translate. But i have got my own FF check that out for now. 

I will rewrite this shit soon enough

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I man dead and reincarnated as a cat

Sylvia, a shut-in adult woman who does nothing but spent her life in playing games, reading: manga, comics, manhwa, and novels, and watching: anime, k-drama, and series. She died from a car accident when she tried to saved a cat. She got reincarnated in a magical world. During her last life, she has a lot of regrets and wanted to lived her new life to its fullest.

What is a procrastinator?

It is someone who has all the time in the world but chooses to do nothing. It is someone who is able but acts like unable. It is someone filled with disappointment, grief, rejection, and regrets. It is someone who would let time passed by until it is too late. It is someone she hates the most--the one she hates the most is... herself!

Sylvia died due to an accident in her past life, but God gave her another chance. To live in another world!

However, the world she reincarnated into is filled with danger, and Sylvia who did nothing but procrastinate in her last life will fight to live her life to its fullest. She no longer want to feel that wrenching heart full of regrets, pains, and sorrow. She would rather choose to die trying than living another life full of regrets.

If you had the chance to live another life in a different world, how would you live it?

　　On Saturday, Chu Yu left, alone with the manuscript manuscript, heading towards the downtown business district of the magic city.
　　The seven major comic companies in the magic city, perhaps everyone has a tacit understanding with each other, and their company addresses are all in the same area.
　　This is also convenient for cartoonists like Chu Yu to contribute, without having to run around!
　　Today, Chu Yu met with the editors of the two comic companies, Orange Cat and Seven Leaves.
　　Orange cat in the morning, Qiye in the afternoon.
　　Hearing that Chuyu, this year's Dragon Star Award winner, cartoonist came with a new work, they naturally dared to be very interested.
　　Orange Cat, inside the editing office.
　　Opposite Chu Yu, it was the editor of the orange cat he met, a woman in her thirties named Zeng Jin.
　　At this time, the manuscripts of the two works were placed in front of her.
　　It is the two works that Chu Yu brought.
　　Regarding the first three comic manuscripts about the unheard of names, she only felt that the plot was okay after reading it, but she was relatively disappointed.
　　After all, the beginning of the plot is a bit inexplicable. Although the heroine Yazi is very cute, she can't think of a good direction for the next development plot of a spirit body and the hero.
　　Bring back a corpse?
　　Or draw some welfare pictures?
　　The most important thing is that although the general love comics do not explain the final outcome of the male and female masters, the readers will make up for it. You are a soul, a living person, how can the readers make up for it?
　　It's impossible to be together!
　　In the end, Yaizi will accompany the hero as a spirit body for the rest of his life?
　　Is that still a love comic?
　　It can only be said that her thinking has been restricted to love comics. When she encounters a submission, she treats the work with a vulgar love perspective.
　　As for Natsume's friends account...
　　To be honest, she thinks it is okay, and she wants to keep watching.
　　If the cat teacher inside can be transformed into a handsome man, a CP with Natsume will be more in line with her appetite and market demand!
　　But obviously, she didn't even see that Chu Yu had any thoughts about painting in this area... After all, the main comics of the Orange Cat Comics Company were the girl's romance manga, and Natsume's Friends Account was obviously without these elements.
　　Moreover, Natsume's Friends Account is obviously a kind of unit drama. This type of comics is very inspirational. The three plots that Chu Yu gave her are indeed good, but what about the latter?
　　Moreover, the Rurouni Kenshin Remembrance that Chu Yu drew before has many emotional elements, but there are also many battle scenes. It is still a short story. If the painting is a long story, can he manage it!
　　Although the winners of the Dragon Star Award are not too bad, it does not mean that these people do not have street cartoons. Even the next work after the award-winning work has a high probability of falling on the street, just to say Talented, after one or two hit the street, after learning experience, he will soon re-emerge.
　　These are all issues she has to consider.
　　"Teacher Shuixin...I have seen both of your works. I personally feel that these two works are very good, but I still think that Mrs. Shuixin wants to be under the banner of Orange Cat. It's still difficult for us to achieve serialization on the "Cat's Heart" in the ace journal of . And within two months, there is no serialization vacancy in this journal. I don't know if Teacher Shui Xin has any idea to serialize these two comics. ....." 　　Twenty minutes later, Chu Yu left from the Orange Cat Comics Company and found a place to have lunch. 　　In the afternoon, he went to Seven Leaf Comics Company again. 　　An hour later, Chu Yu left Qiye again. 　　"Sure enough, it's not that simple!" Chu Yu sighed. 　　The editors of these two companies heard that it was his new work. Although they were very interested, they politely refused Chu Yu's request for serialization in his flagship journals. 　　After all, although Chu Yu had already become famous at this time, his previous works also included two short stories, Ye Zhiting and Rurouni Kenshin Remembrance.






　　If Chu Yu resolved the copyright issue and brought a new chapter of Rurouni Kenshin to request serialization, then they would not consider so much.
　　However, the two works of Chu Yu, unheard of the name, are obviously the kind of opening works. Whether it can become hot later, it is hard to say. Although the theme of Natsume's Friends Account is novel, the settings of Monsters, Friends Account, and Cat Teacher are very controversial. Hi, even the plot makes people feel a little touched, but there is no similar style of work on the market, and they don't say anything about the reaction after serialization, so they don't dare to gamble, and they don't!
　　At this time, Chu Yu is not qualified to let them bet on Chu Yu's potential. After all, there are too many excellent cartoonists in the city.
　　Every time there are vacancies in the ace journals under the Seventh Major Capital, there are more than dozens of old cartoonists competing. Many people have even painted new works long ago, waiting for these vacancies to be serialized. Chu Yuzhen If you want to serialize on it, you can only submit articles to serial meetings like those people...
　　Chu Yu can also understand this.
　　If it weren't for him to be the winner of the Dragon Star Award, let alone the ace journals, even the serialization opportunities of the general journals under his banner would have to be considered by the other party.
　　After all, those people do not know the complete plot and quality of these two works like him, and they can promise him a serialization position in other good journals in the comics agency. It is completely confidence in the high quality of the work of Rurouni Kenshin Remembrance. Looking forward to it, but that's it.
　　This is the magic city. Top cartoonists from local provinces will not receive any special treatment when they come here.
　　The criteria for judging your work are quality, and past comic scores!
　　However, Chu Yu was a little unwilling.
　　Although the works will be serialized in general journals for the time being, it is not impossible for the lower works to be serialized in ace journals after the popularity comes out.
　　But... Chu Yu still wants to do it in one step!
　　It's not that the quality of the work is not enough.
　　Thinking of this, Chu Yu went back to his residence first.
　　Tomorrow, he also made an appointment.
　　In the morning, Aoba's editor, in the afternoon, it was Xuangui's editor and Su Lu's predecessor, Li Xi.
　　... the
　　next morning.
　　Chu Yu came to Qingye Comics Company again.
　　Compared with the editors of Tangerine Cat and Qiye yesterday, Aoba's editing is more straightforward.
　　I am interested in the follow-up development of the two works.
　　After all, the comic company Qiye has different serialization styles, such as blood, horror, battle, love, everything, as long as your work is of good quality.
　　The editor even asked Chu Yu if he had any subsequent thoughts of turning the plot of Natsume's Friends Account into a monster combat comic. Natsume held the Friends Account and ordered the group of monsters to read www.uukahnshu.com, even if it was an unheard name, he I also asked Chu Yu whether there would be any evil spirits other than Yayizi in the later stage. Then the plot of the protagonist and others for the battle between Yayizi and the evil spirits really made Chuyu feel the brains of these people!
　　However, after hearing Chu Yu's request for serialization in his ace journals, the other party pondered for a long time, and also directly stated that Chu Yu's past historical achievements were not enough. If it is a new chapter of Rurouni Kenshin, take that one. Chu Yu's request is no problem with the accumulated popularity of the work.
　　However, the type of the new work is so different from the Rurouni Kenshin Remembrance. He is not optimistic about how many people from the comic fans that Chu Yu has accumulated in the past are willing to support!
　　To put it bluntly, it means the same thing!
　　I felt that Chu Yu was too young, and worried that the results of Rurouni Kenshin Remembrance were only a flash in the pan, so I wanted Chu Yu to test the waters in other journals.
　　If Chuyu can continue to maintain the plot quality of the new work, and once again replicate the success of Rurouni Kenshin Remembrance.
　　Na Chuyu's next work wants to be serialized in his flagship journal, so I just upload it without thinking about it so much.
　　For Qiye's editor to be able to say this straightforwardly, Chu Yu still thinks the other party is pretty good.
　　Although the words are not good, they didn't play any tricks!

another work published by me {My Cartoonist Guide}

　Chu Yu, a senior two-dimensional fan, a dead house in the eyes of others, and a cheating comic book author in the eyes of readers!
On that day, he obtained the system that carries many excellent comic works on the parallel world earth... and
began his life as a comic artist who considered himself a legend, but was actually a silly comic artist!
Reader A, "Teacher, please, please finish drawing the full-time hunter first and then open a new hole? It's been three years, and three years later, three years have been opened for ten years. You want me Will my son burn me the full-time hunter's final chapter?"
Reader B, "Old thief Chuyu, you know what a fart cl. If you don't resurrect Furukawa, I will send you the blade tomorrow!"
Reader C, "Hehe, Xiangbei is down !" It's over in the top eight in the country? Chu Yu Lao Kengbi, do you want to pass by saying "the dream of youth is imperfect"? I swear, I will die for your works in the future, outside of death, from my house If I jump down, I won’t look at it again!"


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Kara Danvers had been having an extremely weird day. Weirder than usual. She managed to find a speedster whom was faster than Barry and her, not only that, but he RECOGNIZED HER! She kept wondering how he knew who she was, how he knew she was a Kryptonian, how he knew what house she was from... It didn't make sense. The day wasn't going to get any better as she had realized that she was going to be late to meet her boss, but instead her day was going to get better... At least she thought so especially after entering the office.

As the elevator doors opened Kara tried to make it in as quick as possible but ended up bumping into a man who had been exiting at the same time. She also ended up dropping her documents she had been holding onto in the process.

"Oh my god, I am so sorry!" The man said as he began to get down on one knee to help her pick up the papers. Seeing the man kneel Kara began to panic "Oh no, no. I've got this." She said quickly. She slowly looked up to the face of the stranger and met a man that could only be described as a god. His golden hair was sparkling, whilst the deep ocean blue eyes gazed into hers. She was mesmerized by the site of this man. then she faintly blushed.

That man was none other than Axel Ryder. Of course he didn't use his real name. He ended up going to CatCo to buy out some shares with the money he has recently acquired. He also requested a job here which she quickly accepted. She was cold, but when it comes to business she only wants results.

The alias he went by was Gabriel Orion Drackon Speed. G.O.D Speed. He found it very fitting and even chuckled at the name he created. This was the name he had used for the publishing of the comics he had created, so he was pretty well known. Even though he gave the comics to the publishing company not too long ago some copies had already been leaked by eager workers whom wanted to give customers a taste of what's to come.

It had to be noted that ever since he was sent to this world he had always wanted to meet Kara Danvers A.K.A Supergirl. He always thought that she was pretty. Always wondering, how people called her a nerd. And especially wondering how all she does is takes her glasses off and *Poof* Supergirl!

"Er, Hello Mrs?" He said cocking his head to the side trying to snap her out of her daze.

Regaining herself Kara thought 'Mrs?! Does he think I'm married? I mean I do have a ring on but it's a family heirloom.'

"H-h hi I'm Kara Danvers and very single." She stuttered out and began to cover her face with the papers at the embarrassment she felt after that sentence. That was until he heard the man giggle a little, which brought a slight smile to her face.

"Gabriel, Gabriel Speed. Charmed." He said whilst kissing her knuckle. Kara yet again was in a bind at what just happened until he snapped her out of her confusion yet again. He handed her the rest of the papers and walked off much to her dismay, but she didn't show it.

"Oh, and by the way... I'm single too." He said with a wink followed by a laugh. Kara had barely caught the wink as the doors to the elevator were closing but as they did her legs buckled slightly at the situation she was just in. She decided to as Cat about it... 

As 'Gabriel' made his way outside he thought 'She really is pretty...' and with that he vanished instantaneously.

As Kara had finally arrived at her desk she was immediately called into Cat's office. She began to sweatdrop at the fury she would unleash. Granted she was Supergirl, but Cat... Cat was a monster when she wants to be.

"Close the door Kerrah!" Cat exclaimed.

"Y-yes" Kara said slightly nervous.

"We have had an interesting guest in today... He has recently published many 'pieces of art' and has earned himself quite the fortune. He has also invested quite a good amount into this company earning him a total of 15% of the shares... He has also 'requested' he work here to see the environment... As such you shall also be his assistant. IS THAT CLEAR?" Cat said with a domineering aura.

Kara nodded her head like a duck and also wondering who the new person was. 'It couldn't be the youth in the elevator could it?'
 
"*Cough* Miss Grant, who is this man?" Kara asked with curious eyes. 

"Well if you MUST know, his name is Gabriel Speed. Owner of the MCU Comics that have recently surfaced. He is also 23 years old and single." Cat said with a teasing smirk.

Kara yet again blushed slightly thinking back to the man in the elevator... 'You can't do this Kara, you're an alien!' she thought quite sadly.

<Axel P.O.V>

I was training in my speed-force when I felt a strange power. Another speedster and he was fast, definitely not as fast as Ryder, especially with this training, but he decided to check it out anyways.

Whilst he disappeared he re-appeared in Central City which was surprising until he realized whom that speedster was.

'Status'

Name: Axel Ryder / Gabriel Orion Drackon Speed
Title: Fastest Man Alive / Godspeed/ Comic Creator/ Famous 
Age: 23

Earth: 1 / 38

Speed: MACH 24.3 : 18644.64

<Ability>
{Super-Speed, Flash Time, Speed Force/Speed Force Manipulation

Throw Lightning, Tornadoes/Vaccums, Manipulate Air (Air Cushion)

Run on Water/Walls, Vibrating enough allows him to somewhat grip to air

Time Travel, Time Remnants/Self-Duplication, Dimension/Multiverse Travel

Voice Changing, Telepathic Resistance (Due to his brain being overwhelmingly fast)

Speed Actions (Thinking, Writing, Reading, Speaking etc...)

Kinetic Absorption, Quick Healing, Phasing/Vibrating, Super-Speed Punch/Vibrating Punch

Travel faster than anything including the speed of light by many folds

High Metabolism, Energy Construct Creation, Electrical Manipulation (Mind Control)

EMP Creator, Battery charge, Creation(Change Eye Colour / Hair Colour, Invisible to the human and low speedsters eyes due to vibrating too fast.}

"Dad... Dad." Barry said worried tone.

"It's poetic returning to your childhood home..." Jay said menacingly.

"Jay.. Don't do this... Alright I'm begging you, I'm begging you take me... Kill me!" Barry said in a pleading manner.

"No!" Henry interjected mustering up all of his courage.

"You still won't believe me that you and I are the same.." Jay said continuing.

"Come on. Come on." Barry practically whispers.

"So I'm gonna have to MAKE you believe me!." Jay shouts.

"Barry, look at me son, look at me! Whatever happens you have made me the happiest -" Henry tries to speak

"Dad..." Barry said in a begging manner.

"This time YOU'RE gonna watch your parent die just like I did THIS is gonna make you just like it made ME!" Jay screams.

As he begins to vibrate his arm ready to puncture Henry's heart Barry screams "NOOO" Only for everything to pause.

Barry looks confused and relieved thinking that this was just an outburst of his speed until he heard a soft voice behind him.

"Hey Barry. I see I made it in the nick of time." A mysterious voice said. Barry found this voice some-what familiar, but he can't quite place it.

"W-who're you?" Barry chokes seeing as his father is nearly impaled by Zoom.

"Barry... You know who I am. I can save your father. I'll do it no matter what, but I want Zoom... I promise I won't kill him." The voice said.

"G-godspeed? Please save my dad" Barry says in croaks.

"Gladly" Axel replied with a grin.

And with a flash bright blue and golden light filled the room just like that fateful day for Barry apart from this time he and his father were standing apart from each other glad they're alive and wondering where Zoom was.

"RAHHHH! WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED!" The monster shouts

"Now now Hunter, you've got something I want... So i'm going to rightfully claim it. You're unworthy!" A voice echoes causing shivers down Zooms back.

"no No NO!" He shouts, but it was too late. He looked down to see electricity circulating around him as he lost conscious and collapsed.

'Hm, wonder how my comics are doing on this Earth.' Ryder thought.

*Ding* Absorption complete....

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Speed at the start of the Chapter ^^

The Flash / Mach 3.3 / 2,532 MPH / With Tachyon Device X4
Zoom / Mach 7.8 / 5984.7 MPH 
Godspeed / MACH 24.3 / 18644.64 MPH

Why wish to be 'The Flash' or a 'Speedster' when you could wish for your very own Speed-Force with no restrictions...

Oc X Supergirl pairing.
Potential Lemon?
Probably not a harém.

Grant's heartbeat rocketed, bouncing around in his chest. What did Kale want now?
A second set of knocks thudded against the hollow door.
Grant reached for the doorknob and slowly turned it while taking a deep breath. Kale stood, wearing his facemask and gloves. Under the sunlight, his skin appeared paler than even Grant's. His light purple hair rustled with a gust of wind, and his cat glared at Grant.
The daylight lessened the magnitude of the anxiety that rippled through Grant slightly. He made a conscious effort to appear unfazed.
"Hey Grant, I wanted to come by and apologi--"
The cat broke free of his arms and darted into Grant's home, scurrying down the narrow hallway. Grant jumped back, tripping and falling down the couple stairs that led to his living room.
"Are you all right?!" Kale scurried over to Grant and tried helping him up.
"Don't touch me. I'm fine." Grant brought himself to his feet, rubbing his legs.
Was Kale just putting on an act? Grant didn't feel the hostility from him he did earlier, but his unnerving demeanor still set him off. His eyes implied a smile once again as he glanced at the light injury. Was smiling all he could do? Grant narrowed his eyes.
"...I'm sorry," Kale murmured, eyes dancing back and forth.
His creepy expression did not bode well with his words.
A thud came from the back end of the trailer.
"Please get your cat and get out. It's fine, just please, leave me alone." Grant began escorting him towards the sound.
Stopping in the kitchen, Kale stood for a few seconds, hands moving forward towards the Shuraek plushie. He quickly brought his arms back to his side and continued following Grant. Grant kept his eyes on him the whole time they walked down the suffocating passageway.
"Zair! Come to me!"
Kale called out to his cat from halfway down the hallway, and it responded with a soft meow. The small whimper came from Grant's bedroom. Was it even the same cat that ran out from under his car? How could the tone of its voice change so drastically from his initial meeting with it?
"I'll take it from here. Please, let me walk ahead of you," Kale insisted. "He doesn't like new people. Should he see you first, he might attack."
"...Sounds like someone didn't train him right," Grant grumbled.
Kale gave a sideways glare, and then proceeded forward. Grant heard a scratching sound coming from within his bedroom, but he didn't mind if a few scratch marks were left on the wall, he just wanted him out of his house as soon as possible.
Grant stood back and watched the scene from the hallway as Kale entered his bedroom and found his cat next to the closet door. He scooped him up in his arms and walked out of view, moving towards Grant's bed.
Peeking through the doorway, Grant saw Kale with his face barely an inch apart from the cat, staring. Was this some kind of way of punishing the cat? Grant knew sure as hell that he would make a serious attempt at doing no wrong if this were to be his punishment.
"There, there. It's okay. I told you, you can't run in here anymore." Kale drifted his face back, his body jolted when he noticed Grant beside him.
"...Anymore? You used to let him play around in here?"
"Ahh, yeah, well, on occasion we would hang out and try our best to clean the empty trailers every few months, and he always followed me wherever I went."
"Are there a lot of empty ones here?" Grant asked.
Jack did seem to ask Grant to try to move here every few months. Was he asking for him to live in this trailer? Or was each time he asked for a different one?
Kale paused for a moment, then spoke, "Yeah, people don't seem to stay for too long. A lot of them get bored and leave after a few months. I wouldn't blame you if you left. Everyone gets so tired of having nothing to do."
Grant stood in silence. What was up with this guy? Was he trying to be friendly or drive him away? He wasn't making any sense.
"...So, you don��t like it here?" Grant finally spoke.
Kale's gaze swayed around the room.
"It's more than just liking or hating. I don't feel I have a purpose if I am not here. To answer your question though, I do like it here... I get to spend time with all my friends." Kale's statement trailed off into a whisper as he focused back into the cat's eyes.
"Oh, I guess having people you can call friends around must make a big difference..."
"Not people, cats. I love them all, much more than people. I do try to make friends with people too, but no one likes me. Well, everyone says they do, but I don't know if they actually do. Now I'm trying to become friends with you, Rhett, and Saraiya too. Why is it that no matter what I do, everyone stares at me the same?"
Kale sulked for a moment and walked out of the room mumbling to himself, "I'm only trying to help you guys..."
Grant's eyes widened, baffled by the twist the conversation took. Did Grant really do anything to cause such an offended reaction?
He followed Kale down the hallway, making sure he left. Kale took another glance at the Shuraek plushie as he walked to the door.
He paused at the door as if in thought to say a final word to Grant, but then he opened the door as he faced downward and left.
Grant, not knowing exactly what that previous discussion was about, grabbed a stack of the Bloodline Beasts comics and walked back to his bedroom. A full day of rest called his name, and he should have been free from Kale now for some time.
Kale said he wanted to help Grant and some other people. An unfamiliar name came up in the conversation after he talked about Grant and Rhett, perhaps Saraiya was another new arrival?
If all these new people moved to this village so recently, a lot of people must have moved out often like Kale said. But the village was so small, how often did people actually come and leave?
Regardless, this was Grant's home now, and he was free to do as he pleased. Even if it wasn't quite the start to his freedom that he wanted, compared to his previous living situation, this life was more enjoyable. He didn't feel like a prisoner, but he did feel on edge.
He sat on his bed staring at the off white colored wall, a blank slate. In time, would this be tarnished, or painted an eloquent design?
Grant let the details of the previous conversation float out of his mind as he hopped into bed with the stack of books. No matter how many times he read this story, comfort filled his body. Like listening to a favorite song, his eyes followed a pattern throughout the pages, going to an imaginary beat.
After finishing one volume, he stretched and moved his head in a circular motion, cracking his neck as he noticed something in his peripheral vision. A spiderweb pattern of indents cracked its way down into a crevice, the hole on the closet door. Grant leapt out of bed and inched closer.
He mentally compared the hole to the size of his index finger when he arrived. Grant clenched his fist and held it up to the hole. Pushing through, his whole fist fit. Realizing the only thing that could have caused this crevice, blood rushed to his head.
Was that even possible? Sure, the wood consisted of a cheap quality, but even if you punched it, one would have to give it all their strength to break through.
A cat scratching open this hole in a few minutes, impossible. Hell, could a cat even make a hole of this size in any amount of time that resembled this? He traced the webbed lines that speared out from the hole with his fingers and stood up.
He opened the closet door and saw wood chips laying in a small pile. He brushed his fingers through them and stepped back. Taking a deep breath, he shut the door.
The hole in the door wasn't what bothered Grant, but imaging the force behind the paws and claws of the animal made the whole situation seem unfathomable. With all the new cracks that formed throughout the area of the hole, it wasn't just clawed out. It was as if the cat bashed the door with the meat of its paw.
From the moment he arrived, an off feeling wrapped around him. As time flowed, the feeling grew stronger. Kale was hiding something.
Grant slogged himself back onto the bed, the relaxation he desired slipped away. He opened up the comics, and laid himself down, reading through the pages.
Nothing could clear the mystery out of his head. What did he miss while he took a tumble on the living room floor? Grant shook his head and looked at the comics.
A story about monsters and their owners, how fitting.
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Grant, twenty years old, was tired of being a prisoner to his job, parents, and city. He had been fed to believe all of it was deserved. The thought of breaking free from his current life felt undeserved. But his ability to tolerate everything was wearing thin, he was about to crack. He began to wonder that maybe all the blame put on him wasn't entirely his fault.
	
A coworker told him about a small village, Lyros, where he could move. The price seemed too good to be true. Despite that foreboding feeling, he decided to leave his previous life behind. Could Lyros bring him the freedom he pursued? Or was it just another place that would take hold of him, refusing to let go?

Chapters will be posted every Monday and Thursday!

Cover Art by @DaisukeSenpai1



The long weekend had passed.
　　
After two days of good sleep, Zhang Zian got up early Monday morning, cleaned the shop and prepared lunch— stewed beef with potatoes—for Famous and the other two police dogs. 

Last night, he was told officially that all the crew members had to come back to work on Monday morning, except for him. He would be choosing stunt dogs in the police dog training base in Binhai with Director Feng Xuan, sparing these dogs from death.  

Usually, the police dog training base was closed to the public. Zhang Zian had never been there before. He was excited to find out what was in there. 

Lu Yiyun was early, as usual. The moment she stepped in the shop, she smelled the beef. She heard that Zhang Zian was leaving the store to go with the crew, and suddenly felt insecure, worried that she was not capable of handling all the customers. 

Zhang Zian encouraged her to relax, to just do what she could, and that there was no pressure. There were more customers nowadays compared to when he had just inherited the shop. Sometimes, customers would ask weird questions or had special needs that he himself couldn't handle, let alone the newer Lu Yiyun. 
　　
Someone honked while they were talking, so Zhang Zian looked to the direction it came from and saw, not to his surprise, Liu. He kept talking to Lu Yiyun, and then took Famous with him to Liu's car. 

The store was quiet after Zhang Zian left. Compared to the weekend when customers flowed in the shop, Lu Yiyun preferred the quietness of Monday mornings. With Jasmine on her lap, she turned on the computer and laid her painting pens on the cashier table, and planned to paint some before the first customer came.

When Zhang Zian fed raw beef sirloin to Snowy Lionet, he also gave some to Jasmine. Jasmine was so full that it yawned and huddled itself up. It got used to thinking of its owner's lap as its second home.

Before Lu Yiyun started painting, she played with the cat for a while. She touched the hair on Jasmine's back and neck gently. Although she didn't know why, she felt it became stronger, and its hair was smoother and silkier after it had eaten the raw beef sirloin for several days. She said to herself, "Let me touch it for three more minutes, no more than that." 

Time passes quickly when you play with cats. By the time you realize that you've had fun, time has passed quicker than you thought.

What a beautiful scene in the quiet pet store of the painting lady and her cat. Suddenly, a scream broke it! 
　　
"Help! Help!"
　　
Lu Yiyun was freaked out. Her hands trembled and accidently touched Jasmine's hair. It meowed, ran out of her lap and into the inner room, where the sound came from. 

"Jasmine! Jasmine! Come back! Don't run!"　　

The sudden scream scared Lu Yiyun. She had no clue what happened or why someone shouted for help. Was it the television that Zhang Zian forgot to turn off before he left?
　　
Jasmine disappeared suddenly. 

Jasmine was lost, so Lu Yiyun looked around and outside the shop. Pedestrians and cars were passing by, but no one wanted to come inside the shop. She regretted that she usually prayed for less customers, because she wished that someone could come in and help her. 

Wang Qian and Li Kun weren't supposed to come at this time. They were college students who stayed up late and got up late. Unless there were emergencies, they usually came after 10 in the morning. There were plenty of things they needed to do, such as clean the cat litter and walk the puppies to the desert grassland through the new back door. 
　　
What should I do? Should I call the police?  She gripped her phone, her palm was sweating.
　　
Without moving, she decided not to call the police as she knew nothing about dealing with policemen. What if the policemen came and found it was false alarm? She didn't know the personal phone number of the policeman who often came to the shop, Sheng Ke. 

"Jasmine! Jasmine!" she shouted again, but Jasmine didn't come back.　　

The room went quiet. Lu Yiyun gathered her courage and walked towards the inner room. 
　　
Everything was normal as usual. The black-and-white kitten was chasing the Abyssinian cats, the golden cat and the white cat were sleeping in their cat trees, and the other kittens and puppies all looked natural.

She could hear a TV in the corner. She knew there was a small TV over there, and that there was always an old cat with a hat that laid there, watching TV, which was a special thing about this shop. Whoever saw this thought it was cute and funny. People thought it didn't understand the things on TV, that it was just pretending to watch.

Lu Yiyun stood on her tiptoes and walked towards it. Old Time Tea slightly turned around to look at her. She didn't know why, but she felt its kind, warm eyes on her, just like the old grandpa in her hometown. 
　　
It grinned, like it was smiling at her. Then it moved aside to make space for her, and waved its paw in the air, like it was inviting her to watch the TV.

The middle of the old heating blanket had a few tea-colored cat hairs. 
　　
Lu Yiyun was not sure if she understood its meaning. Did this cat actually ask her to join it and watch TV?
　　
There was a movie on the TV that she had watched before, Yip Man 3. Of course, she didn't see it in the movie theaters as she didn't have a friend she could go to cinema with. She didn't even know how to open the door to the movies.
　　
She waved her hands to show she didn't want to watch, then she gestured and asked, "My cat, Jasmine. It's big and yellow. Do you know where it is?" Lu Yiyun thought she was so dumb. Why would she talk seriously to a cat? 

The tea-colored old cat seemed to understand what she was saying and moved back to its original spot with shame, concentrating on looking at the television. It even shook its head when some great stuff popped up on the TV, like it could actually understand.

Really? It could really watch TV? Lu Yiyun thought about it. If Zhang Zian could teach kittens to dance, what's so surprising about him being able to teach a cat to watch TV? But what was the point of teaching it this?
　　
She didn't get the answer from this tea-colored old cat, so she walked to the cat tree and looked at the golden cat nervously. The sun shone through the windows and reflected on it. The tops of its hair was glowing and shining, like it was made of gold. 

This cat seemed difficult. She saw it threaten Zhang Zian several times, and Zhang Zian gave up every time. That was why she was a bit scared of it every time she came into the shop. 

The golden cat noticed her gaze, opened its eyes and looked at her with its green eyes that were clear as ice, and as sharp as a gun.

Lu Yiyun was so frightened that she moved backwards to put some distance between them and asked, "My cat, Jasmine. It's big and yellow. Do you know where it is?" She felt her hands shaking. This cat's gaze was so intimidating. She couldn't imagine how Zhang Zian managed to put up with it. No wonder it was similar to that Ashera cat, which looked like a leopard. 

The golden cat just took one look at her and then lost interest. It yawned lazily and closed its eyes, not even bothering to meow. 

There were some cats meowing from down below. The white cat glared at her, licked their lips with that little pink tongue, and meowed three more times. 

Lu Yiyun found this facial expression familiar. This was exactly the expression it would give to Zhang Zian for raw beef sirloin every morning. Although, Zhang Zian always looked awkward because, for some reason, he was always holding up his pants. Every morning, she had to look around shyly. 
　　
"I don't live here. I don't have raw beef sirloin." She waved again. The white cat seemed disappointed, so it closed its eyes and started napping like the golden cat. 
　　
"I'm sorry," she looked down and apologized. She was confused herself. Why would she apologize so sincerely when she didn't do anything wrong?
　　
She walked around the room and searched everywhere, but couldn't find Jasmine. Not on the shelves, under the lounge, behind the cat bowls, nor in the bathroom, she searched everywhere and still couldn't find Jasmine. When she passed the sofa, she stared at it for a long time and forced herself not to lie down on it. She thought the store manager who laid on it was so cool. He could handle all different kinds of customers. She wanted to become a person exactly like him, calm and natural when meeting strangers. Maybe this sofa was magical and you got some skills and pointers when you laid on it, or even some strange way to open the shop.
　　
She shook her head and stopped this daydream. She read too many virtual novels. The most important thing at the moment was to find Jasmine.
　　
"Jasmine! Jasmine!" Lu Yiyun shouted again, but still, Jasmine didn't show up. 
　　
"Help! Help!" She heard the sound again. Although she had been prepared for the sound, Lu Yiyun was still shocked. This time, she clearly heard that the sound came from upstairs, from the second floor where Zhang Zian lived. It sounded like a young woman. 
　　
Her legs were slightly shaking. Bad things were on her mind. Did the store manager kidnapped a young lady and bring her here? Nowadays, there were so much news online everywhere. Was the store manager this kind of guy?

No way! No way! Lu Yiyun couldn't believe what she was thinking. The store manager couldn't be this kind of person. It was not because she blindly trusted Zhang Zian—it was because she felt psycho killers wouldn't be nice to pets. She trusted her eyes and instincts. 
　　
So, what about the sound? 

She hesitated when she saw that the black-and-white kitten was squatting down two or three meters from her, looking at her with its silver-grey eyes. 

Before she went to the pet shop to wash Jasmine, Lu Yiyun never saw or heard of cats with silver-grey eyes. Every time she looked at it, she was surprised. It felt like this cat came from the ACG world, from another world where the line between real and virtual was blurred.

There were plenty of customers, but not many of them had seen it. It often just disappeared when there were customers, and hid itself somewhere. It must be good at hiding. But when Lu Yiyun was the only one in the shop, it never hid. 

"Do you know where my Jasmine is?" she questioned hopelessly. 
　　
The black and white cat tilted its head to one side, seeming like it understood her words, and pointed one of its front paws at the stairs to the second floor while meowing. 

"It's upstairs?" Lu Yiyun guessed the answer herself. Jasmine couldn't have run out of the shop. Since she had looked through the first floor, it must have been on the second floor. But the crying for help made her scared. 
　　
The black and white kitten nodded.

"You can understand me?" she asked in surprise. Whether it was the tea-colored old cat, the golden cat, the white cat, or this black and white kitten, they all gave her a weird feeling that they were not cats, but were more like humans. If they were characters in comics books, they would be a sophisticated butler, the proud eldest daughter, the loyal maid who always wore a white dress, and the young, yet mysterious child. 
　　
Then what was Zhang Zian? A young man who accidently went into the castle? That sounded like a role for the male leading character in comics.　　

The young painter was daydreaming again.

The black and white cat didn't respond, just walked towards the stairs and then waved back at her. 

"You mean, I go upstairs with you? This is not appropriate. After all, that is the private bedroom of the manager." She was hesitant.
　　
It winked its silver-grey eyes and waved to her again. 
　　
"Okay. I'll apologize to him when he comes back," Lu Yinyin whispered to herself. She followed the black and white kitten and went stairs step by step to the second floor. "Hmm, is anyone there?" she plucked up the courage and asked in a quiet voice. She actually hoped that no one would answer. 
　　
"Help! Help! Help me get down!"
　　
Most rooms on the second floor were closed, except for one door that was slightly open. The sound came out of this room. 
　　
Weird, where is that black-and-white kitten? She followed it all the way to the second floor and it had disappeared. 

Lu Yiyun gazed at this door, feeling like this was a trap. Jasmine must have come inside this room and been trapped. Since she was already here, whether it was for the crying young lady or for Jasmine, she couldn't go back. The knot in her gut tightened.

It was a normal living room with a blotchy, old sofa, a half-painted old tea table, a carpet with unclear patterns, and a retro television. There was a ball-shaped chandelier falling from the ceiling with a string holding a grey parrot. It was upside down, looking at Lu Yiyun with its black little eyes, shouting, "What are you waiting for, you worker? Put me down! And get this goddamn cat off me!"

". . ."

The grey parrot flapped its wings like the ticking of the clock. The string was not long. It held the leg of the parrot so it was hanging upside down and couldn't fly away. Jasmine was squatting under the grey parrot, raising its head to look at it, sometimes licking its tongue and trying to catch it. The grey parrot was very frightened even though there was a long distance between them. 

"What happened to you? Why did you hang yourself?" This scene was so weird, but Lu Yiyun couldn't help asking. She knew this grey parrot could speak and liked speaking. Many customers were amused by its talent. 
　　
"Ah? Why would I hang myself up? What's wrong with me?" It shouted in anger, "It was Zhang Zian, that idiot, who hung me up!"

"He wouldn't do it to you for no reason. Did you do something bad?" Lu Yiyun asked.

"Something bad?" it screamed. "I just accidentally pooped on the sheet! Zhang Zian is a small man! He hung me up just for this. No wonder he can't find a girlfriend!"
　　
". . ." Eww!
　　
"Is this your cat? Get it away from me! It's after me!" the grey parrot kept shouting.
　　
Lu Yiyun never met a guy who asked for a favor so rudely. 
　　
"This is Jasmine," she said.
　　
"I don't care if it's jasmine or lily, just get it away from me as soon as possible!" it screamed. "Or I will become cat s***, what a loss for human civilization!"
　　
"Jasmine, come here," she said to Jasmine. 

Jasmine looked at Lu Yiyun unwillingly, but then ran back to her, meowing.

She held Jasmine and put it outside the door, then closed the door, so she could think of what to do with this parrot. Zhang Zian had put it up there to punish it, so if she took it down, would he be upset? 

"What are you waiting for? Put me down now! There is a pair of scissors on the tea table over there!" The grey parrot flapped its wings and tried to fly, but soon it ran out of strength and went back to hanging upside down.
　　
"Were you imitating a lady's sound for help just now?" Lu Yiyun asked it. 

It seemed to be proud of itself and replied loudly, "Who else could do that? Did it sound real?"

"Yeah, very real," she admitted, nodding. 

"There you go. Now get me down, will you?" It stared at her.　　

"Give me a second." Lu Yiyun took out her phone. "Let me call the manager first and ask him."
　　
"No!" The grey parrot wanted to stop her. "Hey! Don't!"
　　
Before she dialed the number, her phone rang. Zhang Zian was calling. "Hello?" She picked up the phone. 
　　
"Hello? Lu Yiyun, please go to the second floor and release the grey parrot in the living room. I forgot to take it down before I left," Zhang Zian said over the phone.
　　
"Oh, I'm on the second floor. I heard its voice so I came up," she explained. 
　　
Zhang Zian paused, like he was thinking of something, then asked, "Did it curse me?"

"No!" The grey parrot shouted, signlling Lu Yiyun with its eyes.　　

Lu Yiyun answered honestly, "It called you an idiot." 
　　
"Oh, then leave it hanging for 15 more minutes," Zhang Zian decided. "What else did it say?"
　　
"He said 'no wonder you don't have a girlfriend.'"
　　
"Another 15 minutes!"
　　
The grey parrot shouted sadly and angrily, "You are heartless! You are cruel! You are not reasonable! Put me down!"
　　
"Then that's it. I still have things to do. I will see you tonight." Zhang Zian ignored its swearing and hung up the phone. 
　　
Lu Yiyun calmed down and checked the time, then put her phone back in her pocket. "The manager said 30 more minutes of hanging. I'm counting it down now," she said. 
　　
The grey parrot shouted, "You are an idiot, too! Don't you have your own brain? I thought you were here to help me! Would you commit suicide if he told you to do so?"
　　
"Of course not." She shook her head. "I'm not a fool."

At that moment, someone passed the road outside the shop. The grey parrot seized the opportunity and screamed with a young lady's voice, "Help! Help!"
The passerby heard it and stopped.

Lu Yiyun heard people discussing, "I heard someone screaming for help, should I call the police?"
　　
"I think I heard that too."
　　
She walked to the window and opened it, saying to the passersby downstairs, "I'm sorry. There is no need to call the police. It's just me watching a horror film."

The passersby looked at her and walked away.

The grey parrot screamed with all its strength, "Ga! Ga! You stupid human beings! You are all idiots!"

"I suggest you save your strength. There are still 29 minutes left," Lu Yiyun suggested seriously.
　　
If she had to choose a role for the parrot in the comics, then it would be something like the farmhand, who always got into trouble. She sat on the corner of the sofa and put her hand on her chin, counting silently and immersing herself in her daydreams about comics.



1. Download a suspicious game
2. Catch a few magical pets as partners
3. Go through interesting daily routines and lead the pet shop to a whole new level

Dianna (Protagonist, stunning beauty,Lesbian, horrible attitude
        appearance: 1'80 m height, long black hair, gold eyes, now red
         D cup breasts)

Orion (Godfather, Grandfather figure of Dianna, kind of scared of her,
       True warrior
        appearance: 2'20 height, Pure white ponytail hair,Silver eyes) 

Anya (Strict, Were-Cat, secretly or so she thinks dots on Dianna,
      appearance: 2'00 m height, shoulder length black hair,
      purple sharp eyes, Cat ears and tail, C cup breasts)


Tesla (Carefree, passionate,loves sweets,one rank below Dianna in the
       military, hates spicy stuff
       appearance: 1'60 m, short brown hair, green eyes,A cup breasts)
      

Rudolf (Pervert, show off, caring, big brother of Tesla,loves spicy
         food. 
        Appearance: 2'00 m height, spiky brown hair, green eyes,sharp
        face)

Gimble (Incubus, nerd, virgin, shy, loves games and comics,manga etc.
        Appearance: 1'65 m height, short spiky black hair, pink skin
        two little horns at forehead, blue eyes)

Stuart (African American, quiet, pretty cool, loves cooking and sewing
        Is easily misunderstood.
        Appearance: 2'50 m height, black skin, bald, really buff,
        Rectangular and scary face, black eyes)

So there's this poor girl that spent more than a decade of her life doing missions, fighting, getting stuck in a different dimension and then fighting in a war, unfortunately weeks later she has to go into this lower realm to kill the last boss that somehow survived it's own kamikaze attack BUT things don't seem to go as well as said poor girl thought...

Pic not mine btw.

The interview process was unexpectedly simple.
The interviewer was the boss, and he only had a simple chat with Qin Guanglin. He looked at Qin Guanglin's past works, then let him draw a sample.
"You can simplify the details here. Comics don't have to be so detailed. This way, you can be more efficient too."
Chen Rui, the boss, spoke as he pointed at the figure that Qin Guanglin sketched.
"Okay." Qin Guanglin nodded. This would be even easier…
After leaving the office, he still felt a little surreal. Are interviews this casual?
"How did it go?" Sun Wen came over and asked.
Qin Guanglin thought for a while. "He said that I could come and work here over the next few days. I'll mainly be responsible for the hand drawing."
"What did you say?"
"I said I'd think about it and give him an answer in two days."
"Alright!" Sun Wen patted his shoulder. "Think about it carefully."
"I will." Qin Guanglin looked at his watch. "Off you go to work. I shall go home now."
It was Sun Wen's work time, so he did not want to hold him back.
Sun Wen walked Qin Guanglin to the door and returned to his desk to paint. Colleagues beside him curiously went to him and asked, "Brother Wen, how did your friend's interview go?"
"It's okay. We're now waiting for him to think about it and come work here. I'm not bragging, but that guy is much better than me."
"Really?"
"I wouldn't lie about this."
Qin Guanglin took the elevator downstairs and walked to the bus stop, thinking about letting He Fang calculate if this job was reliable or not. He thought it was alright. By learning from this a little, he can draw his comics, eventually. It's the age of the Internet. As long as the work is done well, there will be food on the table.
When passing by a little shop, Qin Guanglin stopped in his tracks. In front of the shop was a pushcart with many small objects. He looked through them casually, and a panda hair tie caught his eye.
Perhaps He Fang would like this…
"How much is this?" Qin Guanglin took out his wallet and asked.
"Ten dollars."
He took out ten dollars and gave it to the boss. Qin Guanglin put the hair tie in his pocket and prepared to show it to He Fang tomorrow.
This is the case when you first fall in love. When you find something delicious, you would want your partner to try it. If you read an excellent book, you would also like to recommend it to your partner. If you came across something fun, you would want to experience it together with your partner. When you see nice clothes, you would wonder if your partner would like it… 
The pungent smell of love is everywhere.
On the way back home, the little chubby kid from his neighbor's house next door was holding a bowl about the size of his head. He was squatting at the door and slurping up noodles. When he saw Qin Guanglin, his eyes lit up.
"Eating so late?" Qin Guanglin asked casually.
When this chubby kid was younger, he always followed Qin Guanglin around and called him Brother Lin. He was quite cute too. Now, he was at the age where he did not even like dogs. He always jumped around but was still soft for Qin Guanglin.
The chubby kid quickly swallowed his noodles and shouted in surprise, "Brother Lin, you're back!"
"Yes, I am." Qin Guanglin raised his chin and motioned at him. "The bottom of your bowl is leaking."
It startled the chubby kid. He instinctively wanted to turn the bowl over to look at the bottom and then stop in his tracks again. He huffed, "The same trick can't fool me twice!"
"Whatever." Qin Guanglin shrugged and continued on his way home.
"Brother Lin, teach me how to draw," the chubby kid exclaimed and followed Qin Guanglin as he held his bowl. "I want to draw a cat!"
"Your assignment is to draw a cat?" Qin Guanglin glanced at him. This kid was always like this when it came to homework.
"It's a competition. I want to let Charcoal win!"
"Finish your food, and then come find me." Qin Guanglin looked at his face stuffed with noodles. "Remember to clean up too. I'll kick you out if you're dirty."
"Okay! I'll finish it right now!" The chubby kid agreed and stopped following him. He continued slurping the noodles noisily and stuffing himself.
Qin Guanglin returned home and saw that Mother Qin was not around. She was probably looking up artifacts with Aunt Wang again. He poured himself a glass of water and sat on the sofa, feeling as if he had nothing to do.
After staying quiet for a while, Qin Guanglin got up and went to the studio. He prepared to draw an image of Chef He cooking. He originally wanted to work on it last night, but he was simply too tired.
Unlike the painting he gave He Fang previously, Qin Guanglin wanted to use a pencil to sketch. This way, he can show his inspiration last night more directly and make the image more vivid.
The ladylike image of He Fang in an apron was already etched in his heart. Qin Guanglin pondered and put down the pencil. He knew that the chubby kid would come over later, so he would rather not rush the drawing now.
Soon, the doorbell rang. Qin Guanglin opened the door to see the chubby kid standing there and holding a big, black cat. The cat did not seem to dare to move, only looking pitifully at Qin Guanglin.
"Why did you bring Aunty Li's cat over?"
The cat's name was Charcoal. It belonged to Aunty Li and her family down the street. It often hung around the area, so everyone was very familiar with it. 
The chubby kid lifted Charcoal to Qin Guanglin. "I want to draw Charcoal so it can win a prize!"
"Come on in." Qin Guanglin stepped aside and let the chubby kid and Charcoal to come in. He then closed the door.
"How do I draw it?" The chubby kid stood obediently in the studio as he held the cat.
"Drawing a cat is very simple. Put Charcoal on the paper. Yes, press its body down. Then, trace its body with a pen." Qin Guanglin instructed from the side as he held his cup.
Taking the cat off the paper, the chubby kid was skeptical at the outline that looked like nothing at all. "This isn't Charcoal!"
"Just add two eyes, and you'll have it." Qin Guanglin finished the water in his cup and guided the kid hand in hand.
"This isn't a cat at all!" The chubby kid huffed as he looked at the irregular shape on the paper. There were two dots as eyes in the middle of it.
"Cats are liquid and can change shapes."
"You're lying!"
"So, how do you want to draw it?" Qin Guanglin rubbed Charcoal's head.
"I want to draw a mighty Charcoal!" The chubby kid looked up and thought for a while. "Like it can transform into King Kong!"
A cat that transforms into King Kong?
Qin Guanglin thought for a while and had to admit that he could not imagine what that would look like.
"Wait for me." The chubby kid hopped out of the studio, opened the main door, and ran out.
"…"
Qin Guanglin stood in the living room, holding Charcoal and petting it. He waited to see what the kid was up to.
Soon, the chubby kid returned with loud footsteps. In his hand was a King Kong toy. "I want Charcoal like this!"
"Well… Okay." Qin Guanglin put Charcoal down. It obediently lay on the floor, tail twitching as it looked at the two of them.
Wanting to learn to draw was just an excuse. The chubby kid simply wanted Qin Guanglin to help him draw it, and then he could take it and show it off to his classmates.
It did not matter to Qin Guanglin. He took a pencil and drew on the drawing board. He would often see the King Kong toy that the chubby kid had put at the side. Very quickly, he drew the transforming King Kong cat.
"How does this look?" Qin Guanglin could not understand the chubby kid's ideal, so he could only ask for his opinion. 
"That's great!"
The chubby kid blushed with excitement. This was exactly how he imagined Charcoal should look like.
Mighty and dominant!
"There you go. Hand it in."
He hoped this kid would not get punished by his teacher.
"Thank you, Brother Lin!" The chubby kid held the drawing like a treasure with both hands and made a beeline towards the door. He did not even care about Charcoal nor his King King toy.
Qin Guanglin quickly called out to him and pointed at Charcoal on the floor. "Take your transforming King Kong with you and Charcoal."
"Damn."
The chubby kid ran back again to pick Charcoal and the toy up.
God knows why children are so energetic that they love running all the time.


Qin Guanglin is a regular guy living a cautiously regular life. Apart from his freelance job as an artist and his hobby of gaming, nothing has ever been out of the ordinary for him. However, when he meets a mysterious gamer girl offline, he is immediately blown away by how perfect she seems to be for him. Is it all a coincidence, or is it fate? He realizes that there is so much more to life than just staying in his own comfort zone.
This is a tale of lost and found. 


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