MOVE IT UP, DOWN, LEFT, RIGHT, OH
SWITCH IT UP LIKE NINTENDO

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NOTE: (I/N) MEANS INITIAL OF EACH SYLLABLE OF YOUR NAME. EX: KIM DOKJA, K-KIM D-DOK J-JA

INCORRECT QUOTE #2:

HSY: (NAME)'S THE TYPE TO SAY "HELLO, LESBIANS." INSTEAD OF "DO NOT BE AFRAID."

IN THE DISTANCE...

(I/N)RB: "HELLO, LESBIANS!"

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...

The duo are currently in the streets of the second scenario's area, surviving the new world they're in and avoiding the monsters wreaking havoc. (Name) kept close to him, occasionally grabbing his arm if he got too far as they ran to a nearby convenience store...

     "(Name), we have to get rid of your heels," Dokja said as he knelt, removing the straps. He grabbed the nearby slippers on the aisle, "Wear this, so you'll catch up to me easily. The item's effect is only for 20 minutes, so we have to get underground fast."

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- PLACE IN MOUTH TO USE
- NEUTRALIZES DEADLY POISON
- DURATION: 2 MINUTES

     "All right," she nodded and took the plastics from the counter so they could fill them with food.

[ THIS SCENARIO AREA IS HIGHLY CONTAMINATED. ]

[ HOLD YOUR BREATH AND QUICKLY GET UNDERGROUND! ]

     After a minute or two, "I already got a couple. Is it enough?" The FL asked as she reunited with Dokja, lifting the bag she had filled with food.

     Dokja grabbed her item, preventing it from falling, "Yeah, and be careful, your item's falling." He told her before they started to exit.

     "H-Help..." The duo tensed and looked behind them. "Help... Help me," the voice called out again and the two went to the source of the voice.

     "There's still someone alive!" (Name) said before she knelt on the weak woman's side. She checked the woman's temperature, "So cold... We have to evacuate her."

     "I'll carry her," Dokja offered and gave (Name) the bags. "Stay close to me."

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The two started to run again in search of an underground area. Well, more like Kim Dokja searching for an underground station to find the safe zone...

     'Are we lost?' She thought as she followed her companion.

     As if reading her thoughts (Kim Dokja actually can), Dokja replied in a rushed, muffled tone, "We aren't." He replied as they stopped on an underground bridge. 'Shit. It's closed... Maybe the other side.'

     "Exit..." Kim Dokja muttered and trailed his gaze the other way. "Exit four..."

The two immediately ran to the other entrance of Geumho Station. (Name) panicked when she saw the metal gates falling, signaling it was closing. Without hesitation, she took her microphone stand and slipped it against the ajar part of the metal gates...

     "W-What the fuck?!" The person on the other side said.

     "Open up," Dokja demanded.

     "No!" Another exclaimed. "You can't come in here! Get lost!"

     (Name) then spoke this time, "We have an injured woman. She needs medical attention!" She reasoned.

     "The place is already overcrowded! There's no room for more people!"

     "That's none of my concern," Dokja said coldly. When they didn't budge, he momentarily gave the weakened woman to (Name), 'That's strange. It's overcrowded? Did that ever happen in TWSA?' He thought before grabbing the other end of the Fl's microphone stand and lifting the metal gates.

The men started to scamper around as (Name) and Dokja assisted the woman inside...

[ YOU HAVE ENTERED THE SAFETY ZONE. ]

     "(Name), can you give your item to her?" Dokja told her, of course, that the cherub (it's her nickname in the novel) gave the item to the weakened woman. "She won't fully recover, but it'll neutralize the poison she inhaled... Might as well give her a feather from your wings."

     "Why?" (Name) asked.

     "It gives some healing of sorts," Dokja replied.

[ ITEM ] HALOVIAN'S WING FEATHER/s
- APPLY IT TO THE PERSON'S BODY
- HEALS THE SAID PERSON
- DURATION: 2 MINUTES (time of healing)

     "Understood," she nodded and gently placed a plucked feather on the woman's palm, followed by a green outline enveloping the woman. "Ah! Is that a sign she's healing?"

     "Yeah," Dokja nodded. He then knelt in front of the woman, 'Was there a character like this in TWSA? Chances she probably never made it this far in the novel. Should I take a look? CHARACTER PROFILE--'

     "OVER THERE! THAT'S THEM!" The men from earlier arrived with reinforcements as they flashed their flashlights in (Name) and Dokja's direction. The man in the middle went in the middle, "Who the hell are you?"

     "Um... If you ask who I am..." Dokja deadpanned.

[ THE CONSTELLATION, PRISONER OF THE GOLDEN HEADBAND, FROWNS AT THE APPEARANCE OF THE UNWELCOME GUESTS. ]

     "Are those wings?" Another of the group of men asked, looking at (Name)'s eccentric features. "Is she an angel?"

     "I suppose."

[ THE CONSTELLATION, TWO-FACED BENEVOLENT WINGED RULER, DOESN'T LOOK PLEASED WITH THE CREEPY LOOKS. ]

     "Dokja Kim and this girl with me is (Name) Robin," Dokja replied.

     "Dokja Kim? Is that your name?"

     "Yes."

     "..." The man in the middle didn't look pleased as he yelled. "I wasn't asking for your name! Who the fuck are you?!"

     (Name) gave a deadpan glance, "What a difficult guy to talk to..." She murmured.

     "L-Look! Isn't she..." The weakened woman looked at the group of men. "It's that woman from the minor group. Wasn't she supposed to have come back with you guys?"

     The lackey flinched, "W-Well about that..."

Dokja glared at the men, knowing something bad was going to happen. He knew (Name) felt it too as she clutched his clothes from behind, warily watching the men. As said in the novel: "In the post-apocalyptic genre, there are stereotypical villains."

     "Hehe... I'm sorry, Cheolsu. You should've gone first," the lackey said as he tried to approach the woman.

     'I've always thought that lawlessness was a clichéd way of depicting a post-apocalyptic world,' Dokja thought as he hid (Name) behind him because the group of men were looking at her as if she were a piece of meat.

     "Hand over that woman to us—Huh? What's that?" They stopped when they noticed the bags beside Dokja. "It looks like food, Cheolsu!"

     "Hey. You can leave that here, too." The man in the middle said. "Including that woman behind you, the one with wings—I'm sure she costs a lot in the auction. If you do that, I'll let you live."

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- COST: 500,000 COINS
- PROVIDES SHIELD AND HEAL
- DURATION: INFINITE

     "Dokja..." (Name) muttered, holding his arm.

     'Real humans are eviler than the clichés in stories. It looks like something bad is about to happen,' he thought. "(Name), provide me some support. Something's going to happen, stay vigilant."

[ A BOUNTY HUNTER SCENARIO HAS BEEN GENERATED AT THE REQUEST OF THE CONSTELLATIONS. ]

     "No way," (Name) commented, noticing the notification appearing in front of her. She then took her weapon, ready when Dokja initiated the fight, "Ready when you are."

[ THE CONSTELLATION, THE THREE-HEADED HARMONIQUE, LOOKS FORWARD WITH YOUR SONG. ]

[ YOU HAVE BEEN GIFTED 200 COINS. ]

     "I'll teach you pricks to not mess with us," Cheolsu, the man from the middle, said as he started to prepare his fight. "I'll give you a chance until a count of three. Leave now or you'll be dead meat."

     "Now, (Name)!"

~ Off the ground and tap your feet
Look, stars are near when you feel the beat
We're bound for a greater height
Oh-woah-oh ~

Millions of musical notes appeared, resonating with the area. Kim Dokja took the chance to initiate the fight as the FL's voice enchanted her enemies, making them fall into a trance and distracted. Some weren't entranced though and tried to attack her...

[ PERSONAL SKILL, OVERTURE OF INEBRIATION, ACTIVATED. ]

     "Good job," Dokja praised as he found the ones attacking (Name) trapped in "another dimension", stuck into listening to her song with a hazy gaze. "Keep them like that for a while. I'll do the rest."

[ INCREASE DEFENSE. ]

[ INCREASE ATTACK BOOST. ]

     "Does that prick even have a supporting constellation?" Another man grumbled as they received a painful hit from Dokja's weapon. "Damn it... I can't move because he keeps aiming for the legs..." Another uttered as they splayed on the ground.

< CHARACTER PROFILE >

NAME: CHEOLSU BANG
AGE: 34
SUPPORTING CONSTELLATION: MONARCH OF SMALL FRIES

PERSONAL ATTRIBUTE: ASSAULT CAPTAIN (COMMON)
PERSONAL SKILLS: [DOGFIGHT LV. 2], [BLUFF LV. 2]
STIGMA: [THREATEN LV. 1]

STATS: [STAMINA LV. 6], [STRENGTH LV. 7], [AGILITY LV. 6], [MANA LV. 2]
OVERALL EVALUATION: A COMMON SMALL-FRY WHO WAS LUCKY ENOUGH TO FIND A SUPPORTING CONSTELLATION. HE TENDS TO OVERESTIMATE HIS ABILITIES IN COMBAT.

     "Cheolsu Bang of the Cheoldu Gang?" Dokja asked, earning a surprised look from the said man below him. *'He's the birdbrain from that Geumho station group in TWSA. According to the novel, he should've been killed by Joonghyuk.* ***Why is he still alive?***'

     "Ah, I see you're that type of guy. Looks like it's obvious you've killed quite a few people," Cheolsu said as he gazed upon Dokja. "I can tell you and I are not at all different."

(Name) stopped her stigma when she noticed Dokja's relapsing. Opening her attributes window, she saw Cheolsu using his Personal skill [BLUFF LV. 2] on her companion. Without any further a dew, she rushed towards him and grabbed his arm...

[ FL: (NAME) ROBIN HAS TEMPORARILY GIVEN YOU HER PASSIVE, "CONCERTO STATE." ]

     Dokja used the chance to stab Cheolsu's wrist, earning a piercing scream from the old man, "I don't think you should be running off your mouth like that." He said.

[ THE CONSTELLATION, MONARCH OF SMALL FRIES, IS AMUSED. ]

[ THE CONSTELLATION, MONARCH OF SMALL FRIES, HAS GIFTED YOU 100 COINS. ]

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KIM DOKJA - 1st POV

Unfortunately for him, his supporting constellation Monarch of Small Fries was infamous for not valuing his incarnations. I started to kick him off, earning angry gasps from his comrades in the background and (Name)'s trembling hand wrapped around my arm...

     'I was going to finish him, but this changes everything,' I thought as the notification: [ TWO MINUTES REMAINING UNTIL THE SCENARIO ENDS ] appeared before me.

That constellation is a masochist who supports only the biggest idiots and enjoys watching them suffer in the hands of other incarnations, that notification: [ THE CONSTELLATION, MONARCH OF SMALL FRIES, IS AMUSED. ] proves my point...

     "S-Stop! Please let him go!" One of Cheolsu's comrades begged.

Humans are weak...

How can humans, who are so weak, be so cold-blooded and cruel...

The apocalypse is just an excuse for them.

     I removed (Name)'s hold around my arm and grabbed Cheolsu's collar, "Why did you do it?" I demanded. 'Is it in their instinct?' I asked myself, gripping his collar even tighter than before.

     "Dokja! Stop it!" (Name) said, trying to stop me from hurting them further. "You have done enough. Please! Just finish the scenario," she begged.

The FL's kindness in the novel never fails to amaze me. I always tell myself she's too good to be true in this apocalyptic world. I looked at her hands wrapped around my waist, trying to drag me away from this bastard. I'm sorry, (Name)...

     "Dokja..." (Name) said, looking at me as I removed her hold around my waist. It's as if she's looking at a monster, based on my point of view.

     "Fuck. Just kill me already, you son of a bitch." Cheolsu said. "Screw this fucked-up world."

I see...

It's not because of his instinct or nature. There's despair in his eyes that was there even before the world ended. Just like me, maybe we aren't so different after all. [ TEN SECONDS REMAINING UNTIL THIS SUB-SCENARIO ENDS ], the notification said...

But in any case, the world has come to an end...

I have to adapt to this new world.

     "(Name), let's go," I said as I offered my hand to her. She reluctantly took it, "I'm sorry for what I did earlier. The sub-scenario made my instincts crawl."

    "It's all right," she assured me as she refused to look in my direction. [ FL: (NAME) ROBIN'S TRUST AND CARE FOR YOU HAS INCREASED TO LV. 5 ] "I'm just worried, but I understand. It's survival of the fittest."

Glad she understands...

     "Take us to the others," I ordered as I grabbed the woman from earlier, carrying her on my back. "(Name), carry the bags."

I just hope (Name) never gets kidnapped by Joonghyuk. God, I remembered in that part in the novel, that bastard forced her to be his companion in his 2nd turn...