#mlqc short stories

[laxmiree]

[CN] MLQC’s Lucien - Castle Date - English Translation

⚠️ SPOILER ALERT!! ⚠️

This post contains a detailed spoiler for a date that has not been released in EN yet! Feel free to notify me if there are any mistakes in the translation~

"Give me your heart."

I place my fingertips on the black heart on his chest as I lean forward–

The black hue underneath my palm gradually fades away, replaced by a red glow identical to the gemstone on my chest.

When someone's heart is taken, they become the Queen's loyal and devoted toy.

However, only a Queen bound by shackles can take someone else's heart.

Translation under the cut!

T/N: This date has a theme that is a kind of continuation to his latest solo SSR Strategy Game Date. So please read it if you haven’t!

Special thanks to ivi (@ivioivioivi on twitter) for helping me with the translation of this date~

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[Transcript Ver]

=[Part 1]=

?? (Lucien): [narrating] "Once upon a time, there was a queen who ruled the whole kingdom."

?? (Lucien): "The Queen had many, many toys. She lived in a castle and lived with her toys."

?? (Lucien): "At the Halloween party, the Queen was so bored! So… she decided to play a new game."

?? (Lucien): "She gathered all the toys and told them to find what they desired most in their hearts within the castle."

?? (Lucien): "'The first toy to find it can gain freedom.' The Queen sat on her throne and announced to all the toys."

?? (Lucien): "But how could the Queen possibly know what each toy desired the most?"

?? (Lucien): "Of course... because the Queen knows everything!"

Lucien: "Now then... let the game begin. But be warned, don't get caught by the Queen during your search…"

Lucien: "...or you'll never be able to leave this castle for the rest of your life——"

MC: [sweating nervously] Lucien, wait... just hold on a second! Let's talk about it after we run to a safe place!

Eerie and urgent footsteps circle endlessly behind as if crazed hands are about to reach out from the darkness, savagely seizing everything.

I don't have time to immerse myself in the joy that lit up my eyes upon finding Lucien as I instinctively obey my fear and start to run.

But the person beside me remains calm and unhurried, smiling as if he's just taking a stroll in an ancient castle.

Lucien: I hope my task requirements haven’t made you feel troubled.

Lucien: My identity card says I need to finish telling this story within 5 minutes of meeting another player.

As his words fall, along with the hurried footsteps behind me, a short but slightly piercing alarm sounds from somewhere unknown.

Lucien: [chuckles] Otherwise, my game will be declared a failure.

The alarm sounds again.

MC: What does this alarm mean...? Did what you just said violate the rules on the identity card?

He smiles without a word, seeming to agree with my judgment.

MC: This is a bit too immersive! Why doesn’t my identity card have any tasks on it?

Despite my complaints, my running footsteps don't stop, and the silent doors repeatedly block my escape routes.

We twist and turn through the old castle until a "click" rings out, nearly making me cry in surprise.

The eerie footsteps grow louder beside my ear. The soles of the shoes rub against the slightly worn carpet, making a rough scraping sound, like sharp nails scratching against my eardrum.

In the darkness, I hold my breath, and that nerve-wracking sound seems to slowly fade away into the night.

I let out a breath of relief, and as I look up, I bump straight into a pair of deep, enigmatic eyes.

The room is cloaked in darkness, illuminated only by the moonlight, yet his eyes, glimmering with a hidden smile, shine even brighter.

The smoky black makeup extends into delicate marks of mischief, like dried tear stains or the playful strokes of a child’s crayon.

His usually soft hair is now slicked back, the ends styled into slightly unruly arcs that accentuate his sharp jawline.

The black and white suit amplifies the elegant yet bizarre aura, yet it feels perfectly natural on Lucien.

MC: This place did an incredible job with the styling. Once we’re done, I’m definitely filling my entire album with photos of Mr. Jester.

This Halloween, Lucien and I booked a super popular immersive escape room game. Although it’s only for two players, the activity spans an entire large castle.

The script for the game is assigned based on a playing card drawn a week before the game starts. It focuses on a highly immersive experience, and I’ve heard there are dozens of different endings depending on players' choices.

[T/N: Since the script is based on playing cards. Lucien himself might have drawn the Joker card. However, since there's already another Joker in the game, my translation goes with Mr. Jester 😂. In many card games, the Joker acts as a wild card, so I think Lucien getting this role fits with his character 👀]

MC: No, I should say I never expected the 'Queen's toys' to be so plentiful and appealing—and there's also Mr. Jester!

Lucien: I think it's this beautiful doll lady before me that truly makes it impossible to look away.

Our bodies, already pressed together from hiding, are pulled even closer by him. His warm fingertips stroke my cheek, then trail slowly down my neck in a delicate caress.

Lucien: [whispers] The Queen has instructed the toys to seek what they desire most in their hearts. If it were me...

Lucien: ...then surely what I desire most must be right here before my eyes.

=[Part 2]=

Of course, those are just Lucien’s jesting words to tease me. The game is still going on after all.

After my makeup is finished, the staff simply tells me that my identity is ‘Miss Puppet’ and then leads me into the old castle.

If we are all so-called ‘Queen's Toys’, then according to the fairy tale Lucien just recounted…

MC: "Find what the toys desire most in their hearts within this castle…"

MC: That means we need to find the props in this castle that correspond to our identities, and then we should be able to win the game.

But then I have second thoughts, and look at Lucien who is being a bit too mysterious on the side.

MC: "The first toy to find it can gain freedom."

MC: Does that mean that in this game with just the two of us, there can only be one winner?

Meeting my gaze, he leans lightly against the door and smiles lightly.

Lucien: Does this doll lady want to gain freedom?

Lucien's words aren't laced with much emotion; instead, they hold a kind of faint scrutiny and enjoyment that stands outside of winning and losing. 

It seems that more than victory or defeat, he takes pleasure in the interesting developments he's "created" throughout this whole process.

Enveloped by his permeating silent arrogance, I, on the contrary, subtly curl the corners of my lips into a smile and lean closer to him.

MC: Compared to freedom, I'd rather not let a certain Mr. Jester get too bored.

MC: Furthermore, I enjoy a challenge and am prepared to put in all my effort to win.

I gently graze his cheek with my fingertips, letting myself sink into the depths of his profound and mysterious eyes.

MC: You better be a bit more serious, okay?

MC: Otherwise... be careful not to get left behind in this castle~

Lucien: …

His eyes seem to freeze for a fleeting moment, but they fill with even more smiles in the next instant.

Lucien: [chuckles] Then this Miss Puppet will have to put in a lot of effort.

Lucien: After all, leaving you all alone in the castle would make me feel terribly lonely.

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After issuing a ‘declaration of challenge’, naturally, it's necessary to seek more information.

But this castle is much larger than I imagined. Even though many rooms can't be opened, it'll still take considerable time to investigate the rest.

At the same time, the occasional sounds of clockwork and footsteps add a touch of horror to this dilapidated old castle.

The sounds of footsteps varied, sometimes intense and frightening, and at other times merely a soft, creeping rustle across the floor, creating noises that grate on the nerves.

Lucien: Looks like the party is going well.

MC: This means... the other 'toys' are also searching for things that are important to them, right?

Facing my interpretation, Lucien curls his lips without a word. At this moment, I finally vaguely confirm a certain boundary to Lucien's words.

In our earlier exchanges, there were two instances where he clearly mentioned the task settings for ’this game,' which triggered warning alarms both times.

Moreover, throughout all his interactions and expressions, he has been entirely restricted to addressing me as a 'puppet'.

This indicates that although I still can't further confirm what prop Lucien desires as the ‘Jester’, his words are still an important way for me to obtain information.

MC: Mr. Jester, shall we cooperate for the time being?

MC: There are a lot of rooms here. Given that we don't have much information, I think working together would be more efficient.

MC: There should be other rooms we can open on this floor. How about we each take half and then combine the information?

Lucien: You trust me that much?

Just as his voice falls, a sharp warning sound rings again.

Lucien freezes momentarily, ponders for a while, then nonchalantly lifts his lips into a smile as he looks at me, seemingly waiting for my answer.

MC: Indeed, if you hide any information, I wouldn't notice it.

MC: But luck also plays a part in the outcome. Whoever finds the key clue naturally has the conditions for victory.

MC: Besides, who’s to say it won’t be me hiding the information instead?

Lucien: …

Under the moonlight, Lucien smiles as he leans down and gently lifts my fingertips.

Lucien: Please allow me to apologize for my recent discourtesy.

The moment his thin lips lightly touch the back of my hand, I feel as if I can hear the sound of my heartbeat.

Lucien: Good luck to you, beautiful Miss.

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Accompanied by chilling footsteps, Lucien and I begin searching the castle.

Most of the rooms I can access are incredibly shabby, but fortunately, I'm still managing to gather a number of clues.

Using clues from the diaries of some other toys, I quickly identify several key-seeming props mentioned in them and hide those props.

MC: I found a page from a fairy tale, and the content matches what you said earlier.

MC: But it's been ripped out of a book, which means there's a complete version of the story.

Lucien: According to the map, this villa has three floors. The first floor consists of the lobby, reception room, and toy display room, while the Queen’s bedroom is on the third floor.

Lucien: The second floor is fairly special. It has dozens of rooms, and the room numbers aren't in order.

MC: I have a feeling those rooms belong to the toys.

As I speak, I unfurl half of the kraft paper scroll towards him, revealing the words "Toy List".

The paper is filled in symbols of various shapes that look like a child's freehand doodles, each with numbers like "201", "205", "219" written beside them.

MC: There are 13 of these symbol and number combinations, so I'm guessing...the Queen has 13 toys in total.

MC: Corresponding to the 13 rooms on the second floor.

Lucien: It seems our objectives have become quite clear.

MC: That's right. Once we figure out which symbols correspond to which toy, we can use the map to find the rooms.

MC: Do you think... that 'Toy Display Room' might have the answers?

Faced with this probing question, Lucien doesn't respond but simply looks at me deeply as I shake the kraft paper.

In the next second, he lightly flicks his fingers––

A silver key sways and gleams faintly beneath the moonlight.

Lucien: I’m curious too.

I never thought that Lucien would just happen to have the key to the toy display room in his hand.

However, in this kind of adversarial game, having one more condition to compete with him is never bad.

And now, I’m indeed lucky to have made the right bet.

The night seems to grow even darker, and the eerie footsteps cast long, strange shadows, flowing like water past our feet, then slowly fading away.

With a 'click' sound, I follow behind Lucien and walk into the toy display room.

Only the moonlight remains inside the room, falling onto the staggered display stands, where toys of various shapes are placed.

The toys sit quietly in this somewhat rundown room as if they are waiting for someone.

I gently pick up the toys and notice that each has a familiar symbol emblazoned on its body and a heart-shaped hollow on its chest.

I quietly ponder for a moment, and instead of saying anything, I continue searching.

Soon I spot a puppet on the display table at the edge of the room, dressed in the same clothes as mine, except this puppet has a wooden puppet control bar and strings attached to it.

MC: …Wooden control bar?

An inexplicable 'click' sound occurs when I pick up the puppet.

I look at the symbol on the doll in my hand with confusion, my mind spinning.

Is it a similar doll? Or is there another reason? Thinking this, I open the scroll and begin searching for clues.

Suddenly, I freeze.

No matter how many times I check, I can't find the same symbol as the one on the puppet.

But after cross-checking the symbols with the other toys in front of me, I subconsciously hold my breath——

Dachshund spring toy, toy soldier, plush bird, roly-poly toy, carousel, feather pen…

The 13 symbols on the toy list correspond precisely to the 13 toys.

My gaze slowly moves to the figure under the moonlight; the master's smooth fingertips carefully caress the marionette that looks like me.

Then, as if sensing something, he indifferently looks back.

There is no jester toy in this room.

=[Part 3]=

The missing jester, the extra marionette.

At this moment, Lucien and I seem like some kind of aberrant existence.

Neither of us is the Queen’s toy—I immediately come to this judgment.

Then who am I? And who is Lucien?

Could it be that he secretly hid some more important information?

Meanwhile, Lucien also seems to have realized my judgment.

But he still unhurriedly fiddles with the marionette in his hand while gracefully walking up the steps.

Lucien: The Queen hosts a fun-filled party with all her toys.

Lucien: The toys search for what they desire most—ah, it’s their beloved Queen.

He gives a small bow, and as his words fall, a red balloon floats out of nowhere.

I unconsciously grab it, only to see more and more red balloons appearing, until eventually, all that remains are that pair of captivating eyes.

Lucien: So... ultimately, is it the Queen who captures the toys, or the toys who get the Queen?

His voice lingers near my ear, only to dissolve into the moonlit night instantly, along with his disappearing figure.

Following that, the sound of footsteps coming nearer and nearer, yet also more and more numerous.

I don't have time to consider when Lucien learned magic tricks; I immediately run out of the display room through the opened door. 

Those intrigued eyes are firmly imprinted in my mind. This person is playing this game with me very seriously; I can't let him down.

His identity as a jester is definitely not simple, and I... could I be the puppet representing the 'Queen'?

Lucien's words from just now seem to linger in my ears as if hinting. After thinking for a moment, I immediately run carefully toward the third floor.

I've been here before, but the door is firmly locked, and I never found the corresponding key.

Remembering the mechanical sound when I picked up the puppet, I can't help but decide to take a gamble.

Facing the silent door, I take a deep breath and press the door handle down with force—

'Click.'

MC: …As expected!

The pleasure of solving the puzzle makes me feel confident, and I go in cautiously.

The shabby room can't hide its luxury. The large bed is covered with an exquisite embroidered sheet, and the red velvet bed curtains reveal faint patterns.

The fireplace no longer burns, and the vase no longer shines, like servants who, though dejected after being left by their master, still maintain a dignified demeanor.

The walls, covered in cobwebs, are adorned with many picture frames.

But these frames don't contain any scenery or photos—

Instead, they contain all kinds of hearts, big and small. 

I quietly observe them for a long time before continuing to rummage through the room.

Soon, I find an old, yellowed book on the bedside table, with one page torn out.

With the help of light from the moon, I flip through it.

MC: "The Jester laughed loudly, proclaiming that the Queen was bored. She lifted the hem of her bright red dress and decided to play a game..."

MC: "A game of escape."

I realize in hindsight that something's not quite right.

Why is there a marionette with a wooden control bar and strings in the toy display room?

Marionette isn't on the toy list, so what does the symbol on it represent?

Suddenly, I freeze.

——it is Lucien's hint.

Just now, he guided me into thinking I was the Queen, leading me here. But if I really were the Queen, I would be very different from the one in the display room.

MC: As a toy… I'm a marionette.

MC: But the strings on me have already gone.

The toy’s escape is also the Queen’s escape.

At that moment, even though the room is clearly silent, I inexplicably feel as if someone is watching me.

From the very beginning, that gaze has been fixed on me, and all my actions are under his "control."

At this moment, I already understand who the owner of those footsteps outside the door is. After avoiding those searching "toys" and reaching the second floor—

there is a door that has always been tightly shut. Now, it opens its arms wide as if it has been waiting for a long time.

Scratches appear on the door, revealing a symbol identical to the one on the puppet's body.

I hold my breath tightly, expecting to see a familiar figure inside, but instead, I find the room completely empty.

To be safe, I close the door first and then step inside.

As expected, the entire room has already been searched.

A metal box lies on the ground, completely empty inside, with the opened lock quietly lying beside it.

[T/N: So the prop that Lucien needs—the strings and control bar, and possibly the marionette that looks like her—has already been taken by him.]

MC: ….

Am I really going to lose?

As if in response to my heart, the footsteps outside the door stop at the entrance with the sound of a clockwork.

At this moment, I understand why this door is open.

This is an invitation for ‘me’ to take the initiative to step into this cage controlled by him.

There's nowhere to go but through that door.

In the end, I have no choice but to take the initiative to open the door myself, offering myself as a sacrifice and presenting him with a delicious victory.

But I don't want to lose yet.

I stop in front of the door, even holding onto a sliver of luck as I lean toward the peephole, trying to find any possibility of escape—

Lucien: Good evening, dear miss.

Red balloons float mid-air in a green corridor, and a candle burns suspended in the air as if they’re part of a grand illusory melody.

Layer upon layer of cobwebs hang down, and twisted pumpkins are painted black and white.

In the absurd and mysterious world, Lucien raises the corners of his lips, his eyes with painted black tear streaks curving slightly.

He lifts his hand, inclining slightly in a gentlemanly bow as though taking a final curtain call.

Lucien: "A long, long time ago, there was a Queen who ruled an entire kingdom."

Lucien: "The Queen had many toys, and she lived with her toys in a castle."

The graceful yet dangerous jester tells the story again, but he carries it further this time.

Lucien: "But the toys could never get the Queen."

Lucien: "The party ended, and no one gained their freedom."

He smiles gently, and the flickering, dancing candle flames seem to sway excitedly without stopping, yet at the same time, the melting wax flows down like tears.

Lucien: "And so…The party went on, and the Queen, feeling extremely bored, intended to play a new game."

MC: …Is that the full story?

Lucien: No.

Lucien: This story will go on forever.

MC: Why?

Hearing my voice, Lucien puts away his smile.

That pair of profound and mysterious eyes unusually ooze with a hint of long-forgotten coldness, resembling a dark and gloomy sea.

The blood-red balloons are tethered in place and can only swing their body from side to side.

Yet I can clearly see the black tear mark slowly lengthening.

Lucien: Because... 'I' said so.

=[Part 4]=

[T/N: The BGM choice for this part until the end is so damn good. I highly recommend you all listen to it [In my subtitled video, it's on 12:25 time mark]. And the voice acting!!! It's definitely my second favorite, right after the first CG which makes me feel scaroused]

The Jester smiles as he opens his arms, revealing his beautiful and dangerous fangs, waiting to make a curtain call to his sole audience.

Looking at Lucien before me, I take half a step back.

A jester who doesn't exist in the story, a marionette who has lost her strings, a story that will go on forever.

A somewhat bold idea spreads in my mind, causing my heart to inevitably start beating rapidly.

After all, this is a game—and it’s only a game.

Lucien has obtained the prop, but the game isn’t over yet, so the prop alone is useless.

[which mean she still have the chance to win]

The grand door slowly opens, revealing that pair of captivating eyes in even greater clarity.

MC: So, dear Mr. Jester, what is it that you desire?

Lucien: Perhaps it’s simply… to sway with you in a dance that never ends.

With that, he places one hand behind his back, bows slightly, and extends his right hand to me.

The moment I touch his warm palm, it feels like a huge clockwork begins turning again, bringing the entire castle to life.

??: [cheers] Party! Party! We want to keep the party going!

??: Party! Party! We want the Queen’s party!

An unknown dance tune begins to play, and Lucien lifts my hand, guiding me in graceful dance steps and making me sway like the red floating balloons.

The colorful and ambiguous shadows subconsciously draw my attention, but then I’m pulled one step closer to him, leaving no room for retreat.

His hand is clearly only lightly resting on my back, yet I can’t push away even half a step.

Lucien: Dear lady, don't leave my sight.

His voice is soft, but it seems to carry an undeniable power.

For a moment, all I can do is look into his eyes, move my feet in sync with his guidance, and spin under his palm.

He is both my dance partner and the conductor of our duet.

The moonlight sprinkles over the desolate castle, and the sweeping hem of my gown traces luminous arcs amidst the black and white.

My retreat and approach, intimacy and evasion, are all in the palm of his hand—

as if there are some invisible threads that make me dance only for him.

MC: Mr. Jester, do you want to get me?

Lucien: Perhaps I’ve been striving for that purpose all along.

At some point, red strings have been wrapped loosely around my wrists.

The faint touch pressing against the small of my back also seems to remind me that he has already decided to close the curtain on this game.

With a ‘click’, the gemstone on my chest lights up.

In the Jester’s clockwork castle, the escaping Queen has returned to her throne, back under the Jester’s control.

The music ends. In that instant, I seem to catch a flicker of boredom in Lucien’s eyes.

He steps back slowly, his hand about to release me, but I suddenly pull it tightly.

MC: Mr. Jester, the story isn’t over yet.

I take one step forward, not missing the brief flash of surprise in his expression.

The halted music hasn't faded, and the game is still ongoing, just like this story.

I place Lucien's hand back on my waist, leading him to dance with me once more.

MC: "Once upon a time, there was a Queen who ruled over the entire kingdom. The Queen has many, many toys, and she lives in this castle with them."

MC: "Who is her toy, and whose toy is she?"

These are lines written on the last page of the book in the Queen's chamber.

The Jester forgot, even though he exists outside the story, when he entered the story as an escapee character— 

he naturally became a part of it.

As I guide Lucien in the swaying dance, the melody begins to play once again.

I am the Queen of this castle.

MC: Dear Mr. Jester, I welcome you to my castle.

As if summoned, the toys dashed out of the darkness, surrounding us on all sides.

The silver disco ball spins, scattering vibrant specks of light across the entire room.

I pull Lucien's hand, leading his steps as we spin in the middle of the room, as though this is precisely the center of the whole world.

??: [cheers] Queen! Queen! Our beloved Queen!

But Lucien also seems unwilling to be outdone; those deep, profound eyes now brim with even more undisguised mirth.

When I want to take a step forward, he moves even closer, drawing me into his embrace. When he lightly pushes me forward, I sidestep and twirl to his side.

Beneath the flowing melody, a more suggestive and provocative tension pervades the air.

The contending steps and calculating gazes, exchange of critical winning moves—each and every second is savored before victory arrives.

MC: Give me your heart.

I place my fingertips on the black heart on his chest as I lean forward–––

He encircles me even more firmly in his arms, letting me sink deeper into the depths of his eyes.

At the same time, the black hue underneath my palm gradually fades away, replaced by a red glow identical to the gemstone on my chest. The light reflects in our shared gaze.

“Thump”, “thump."

The sensation of heartbeat felt beneath my fingertips seems to make that shade of red even more vivid.

Lucien: What if I refuse?

He speaks as his fingertips caress my chin gently yet resistlessly, his warmth delicately spread through the fabric of his glove.

In places hidden from view, the red strings entwined around my wrists and fingertips gently tighten as though he is orchestrating my entire heartbeat along with the blood vessels.

MC: It's already too late.

My hand gently caresses the seemingly throbbing light, and I lightly tighten my grasp.

MC: Each toy's chest is hollow, and in the Queen's chamber you haven't had the chance to visit... I found all the hearts.​​

When someone's heart is taken, they become the Queen's loyal and devoted toy.

However, only a Queen bound by shackles can take someone else's heart.

MC: You should have left quickly after putting the "wooden control bar" on me

Lucien: [chuckles] I was too greedy.

Lucien: Or rather... from the very beginning, I was mesmerized by something far too beautiful.

Lucien: But I don't feel like I've lost anything.

He makes his heart fit even more completely in my palm, yet at the same time, he also tightens the red strings in his hand, his eyes flickering with dazzling light.

Lucien: If you want this heart of mine, you might have to pay a heavy price.

To get his heart, you must willingly surrender to his control. To not be controlled, you must get his heart.

This game seems like a never-ending story.

Lucien: [whispers hoarsely] Now… answer me once more, please.

Lucien: Do you still want my heart?

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[Afterwords]

If you remember my afterwords about the latest solo date, you might recall how I felt a bit disappointed because it seemed to only highlight his wins. But I think this date washes away some of those disappointments, as it delivers exactly what I want to see in their rivalry—a game where both of them can match each other’s freak wits.

Who won in the end? Who's controlling whom? Personally, I believe it ends with a mutual surrender of control. The marionette willingly surrenders to the Jester's control, but she’s not really under his control, as she has already captured his heart. Meanwhile, the Jester gives up his heart and becomes her loyal toy—but this surrender doesn't feel like a loss to him. Control and surrender blur—intertwined and inseparable, much like the red thread that binds them both.

Another interesting thing is that his date is reminiscent of S2 Chapter 59, where they play "werewolf game" (commonly known in the West as mafia game) as enemies—competing with each other, but ultimately just wanting to keep playing together for as long as possible. A werewolf game that ended in a tie with them killing each other at the end, and now it is an escape game where neither of them wants to escape... Want to compete with all of their might, yet also don't want to stop playing with each other. No matter the game, it'll only be a two-person play and other players are just NPC.

[ourlittleuluru]

I don't know if this is a question, but... May l ask some questions about the lore of love and deepspace?

What's the mc 's evol and how does it work?

What is an evol?

I am sorry for asking a lot of questions, l am only on the second chapter of the game, and as a new player l want to learn more about the lore.

And who is this astra person? I heard a lot of people mention that name... l don't know how this astra person is connected to zayne.

I apologise for asking a lot of questions.

Hi hi anon (｡･∀･)ﾉﾞ and welcome~! I hope you've been enjoying the game! (Sorry I am a wee bit late to the reply ><;;; )

Lets tackle the questions one by one~ and no worries, ask all the questions you need to better understand the lore of this game. I get that this game does have SO MUCH lore u-u

What's the mc 's evol and how does it work? MC's Evol is a Anhaunsen Class, Resonance type. The way it works is that her Evol will essentially match with the person/thing MC is resonating with, and then amplify their/its powers! You can see it happening in Main Story - Under Deepspace Chapter 01-04 and 01-05, where MC amplified Xavier's Light Evol. Xavier also told MC to match fluctuations on a stone sculpture back in Chapter 03-06. Another instance is where MC resonated with Zayne to help keep his Ice Evol from going out of control, in the Main Story - Prologue To Tomorrow's Branch - Thorns Under The Moon.

What is an evol? Well, it's not really much explained in LADS itself yet (from what I recall). I think one of the loading screen tips mentioned something about Evol before but those are hard to catch ><;;; I also heard the universe is shared with another game from the same company - Love and Producer (aka Mr Love: Queen's Choice, MLQC for short). Personally I have yet to look much into that side of things, so I just treat it like one of those ideas where super powers that are granted to people at the moment;;;

About Astra Astra (iirc, appears only in Zayne's Foreseer Myth?) is a deity that Foreseer!Zayne serves, who in a sense also cursed Zayne as well. As described in his myth: "Under Astra's command may the Foreseer deliver His will, for that is his fate." - Philos: Tome of the Foreseer (Chapter 1 - Tower of Secrets) "The Almighty Astra bestowed His power unto him, ordering the Foreseer to act as an emissary for the divine." This opens up the idea of high beings that overlook the universe of LADS (not to mention with Sylus, there was also mentions of demons/devil) to which, we'll have to wait and see where the LADS writers go with it

I hope I managed to explain it well enough and answered your questions >-<;; Oh! And I reccomend visiting @love-and-deepspace-wiki ヾ(^▽^*))) They're compiling all the little info from the games, spanning from random things in the background to NPCs, it is such a gold mine! It's an on-going project as well

I shall also leave this post open for the community to add on with more info that I may have overlooked/missed C:

[acreattaviacco]

My MLQC Experience Log#1

Welcome to my somewhat reaction, I just want to gush about this game. I didn't know anything about this game but I like the art and premise so yeah!

I am not gonna get attached to these characters real quick no I am not

First time doing this let's go

First things first, hello our cute MC❤️

I must admit I did not expect we would run a company let alone our parents died???? But glad to know we have a backstory for ourselves

Another thing that surprised me was that they did voice acting in English!

Unfortunately, we didn't meet Victor in person but the first one we did meet was KIRO!...Oh no....I'm in trouble

Sir you smell like sunshine and that innocent smile is making me melt

You are literally shinning aaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh🔅

also-

Don't do this Kiro (Childhood) friends-to-lovers trope is my weakness so don't add more fuel to the fire but sure I can give the prize card inside the potato chips. He's so extroverted!! But he's so sweet 💕

After our separate ways, we try going back to our company and-

Hello there Victor sudden entrance but thanks for saving me. (Wait what do you mean I am an Evol?) Sadly it was short but now it's Gavin!!!

Wait!! Gavin!!...you just left

Okay new plan for the last episode of Miracle Finder instead of Kiro it's Lucien the Professor but

Not only that he was really good at being cheeky and a tease I might have gone red from that conversation alone! Can you blame me? The man slowly whispered in our ear and hahahahahahaha😳

Okay👍

Luckily He agreed to be on the show and I like this side of him as well

aaaaawww 10/10 Domestic life Husband material

After finishing the last episode some good news!

I didn't mention this earlier but the side characters have sprites, some even have voices which is really nice

Now we report the good news to our boss, negotiate and-

Can we trick him with puppy eyes? Oh he's a cat person sadge : (

Okay, seriously both Lucien and Victor's voices are so soothing to hear can you record an audiobook for us? no wait I would sleep through it

Though this is funny

I really like Victor, he's the right amount of tsundere that I like it's cute. Sadly he had the last laugh

We are going through places so fast and this is chapter 2 But we get to meet Gavin now!

You faced Victor you'll be fine...wait he works as a cop?

WAIT! WAIT! WAIT! WAIT! GAVIN! WE ARE CHILDHOOD FRIENDS :D !!!!!

But at the same time aaawww Gavin what happened? What blood-soaked letter? I need to know more!!! (Also that scar, he doesn't hide it)

Hahahahahahaha I'm sorry why are you a lot cuter now? The fact we go to the same school and even after all these years? Shoot weren't we here on assignment?

After that investigation, there is this

It's sweet only to realize it's a tracker(Actually don't mind this, no I am not delulu) But hey the sentiment is there!

Now to report to Victor! But if he was my boss in real life I swear to you unless he makes moves first I would just be talking business and nothing else

I know we are in the entertainment industry but man our life is dramatic

Dammit why do you have to be our boss, still would romance you though, and 0 to 100 real quick

You call us from time to time and I wonder why Victor is so uh..."soft" to us. Don't stop though keep calling and texting even how much you deny it 💗

After that Business deal, we went out and dun dun dun trouble

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Hooray! The sweet release of death! /j (Seriously I am joking but a lot of people want us dead)

Luckily Gavin (and Lucien's advice) saves the day!

I know the main story is linear but I still feel spoiled by all these CGs it feels unreal

Also did not expect I would fall for Gavin this hard, look at that warm smile!!! :D

It's nice to know we are still wearing our tracker, no I still don't mind this (Okay maybe I am a little delulu but let me have this)

I will gush on you later my sweet Kiro for now I will add you to the list of my bundle of sunshine characters I love and adore(It's a small list but I adore them aahhhhh)

Chapter two is done!

That's about it I haven't even touched the dates and events heck there are so many I just wanted to focus on the main story, for now, I need to figure out the game mechanics and grind to level up my cards

I should have looked at a tutorial first but now I will!!

@jozhenji , @celiciaa must taggy tag you :D

[perhaps-in-anotherdream]

Helloooo!! So I'm not new to mlqc but this is probably the first time I've actually started to take note of the plot, personalities, and dynamics in the game (mostly because I rarely have free time lololol) and may I ask what Victor's relationship to mc as a child was? I find their age gap to be a bit weird as children esp since it vaguely reminds me of the weirdo in my school at the moment ;-;

Sorry if I sound rude!!!

hello! lmao don’t worry and put your mind at ease cause the writers are well aware of the boundaries at play with a 6 year age gap, haha.

i’m not gonna bore you with the details and would suggest you do read up on the contents yourself whenever you have time. to make it short-

Victor and MC had met in the park when MC was 5, and Victor was 11. Victor’s soccer ball accidentally broke MC’s sandcastle and he promised to bring her pudding the next day to get her to stop crying. From then on, MC would address Victor as Zeyan gēge (please click on the link for details), they would meet in the park very often from then on for nearly a year (childhood playmate/ sweetheart things)- until one day, Victor spotted MC trying to cross the street to save a kitten, and that was the first time ever he used his Evol in public to save her. This later on led to the orphanage kidnapping incident- Victor leading the kids to escape together, but losing MC as she jumped to save him from the lightning aimed at him. That marked the end of their childhood encounter haha.

It certainly left them both with a fixation (i.e., Victor’s long search of 17 years and MC’s obsession with making pudding despite losing her memories), but whatever feelings they held as kids of that age did not get the chance to actually blossom. they were left to pine on their own lmao🫠 and now that they’ve met again, while there are regrets which MC is more vocal about, but Victor always reminds her to have their childhood encounter as a fond memory as opposed to dwelling on the regrets, cause they already have a beautiful life together now and he’d have fallen for her regardless~

I was actually having this discussion on discord yesterday haha- about how it’d have gone down had it not been for the two being separated- and in that scenario, knowing Victor, they’d have waited until they were both (!read MC) were consenting adults to “make it official” haha- which the S2 main story did give us a glimpse of- though we were shown the MC’s yearnings and longings, the writers waited for her to turn 18 before she reunited with him- and they’ve been inseparable since, quite literally and figuratively~ 💕

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[oceanlipgloss]

𝗔𝗕𝗢𝗨𝗧

ABOUT ME [THE WRITER]

Ra (pron. she/her) is a nickname I chose for myself. I may be in my 20s, but my mind is that of a tattered old lady, yes. Laziness devours me. I yearn for the old times and cling to my DVDs. Every now and then I disappear or go on hiatus because my affinity bar is maxed out with exquisite mental health.

+[1] a lover of art from almost each of its movements prior to the 21st century, while Pop Surrealism is the strange, modern dessert I delight in.

My taste in most things is quite curious. I write and supposedly make ‘art’ once in a blue moon as well, so I’m a semi-illustrator. Anatomy and I are longing strangers. And though dealing with romance in real life is undesirable to me, I do delight in painting my work with a palette of sweet love, tragic romances, and twisted hearts.

+[2] Russian literature is a drop of reality and tragic paradise.

+[3] Tragedy, dark/twisted themes, horror, and gore make my brain pulse with excited admiration.

+[5] I may have written—and continue to write—a considerable number of fanfiction works, but it is much, much too rare for me to read those of others.

+[4] A premium-grade night owl who can either stay up until morning and wake up at 8AM, or go much earlier to bed.

+[6] Years ago, perhaps in 2019, the ancestor of this blog was crafted under my current username @oceanlipgloss, and on its digital walls I also taped writings for the same games I write fics about now still (with the exception of both ‘Love and Deepspace’ and ‘What in “Hell” is Bad?,’ of course, since both projects had not yet gotten launched back then), so a number of my works are actually old; I chose to deactivate said account during April of 2022. Truth be told, however, I would never have managed to remember neither the month nor year of deactivation were it not for my awareness of a reblog on a once renowned fic of mine (fun fact #1: that fic is ‘Wishes to the Devil’; back then it was the most popularly beloved alphabetical creation I had made).

+[7] @graffitifactory makes for my secondary writing blog; it is particular to fics about Shaw of MLQC. Very rarely do I log-in and put anything up on it now.

+[8] I always give MCs and OCs names I’m fond of, meaning any in-game name that may appear in screenshots I post is not mine. In my mind, the stories are all unrelated to me, and each MC is an individual absolutely separate from and completely different from myself. To put it otherwise: as I play, I view myself as a distant reader and faraway spectator, for I have no interest in being doted on, quite frankly, whether that be in virtual worlds or reality :P

ABOUT MY WRITINGS [THE FANFICS]

On this little slice of internet I stack all my fics like scoops of ice cream—most of them are bitter with melancholy, a couple are spicy with sensuality, and some are sugary with romance.

My writings are not in the sort of style and themes normally sprinkled in popular culture. They can be as short as less than a 100 words and pretty peculiar, but I try to keep them as canonical as could be, for that caters to my tastes. Oftentimes, I make sure to conduct a study on characters and do not write any piece about them before I understand them to the bone, yet there may still be exceptions, however rare.

None of my works are ever sexually explicit, but all of them are written in the 3rd person perspective and maintain feminine pronouns; fanfics about ‘Mystic Messenger,’ ‘Love and Deepspace,’ ‘Love and Producer,’ and ‘What in “Hell” is Bad?’ revolve around the existing female MCs (including their official traits and appearances), while ‘Obey Me!’ fics star my original female MC (with descriptions of her looks, as well as mentions of her qualities, personality, talents, and hobbies).

The otome world knocked on my window about a decade earlier, so I’ve played about 99% of Voltage Inc.’s old games and 95% of NTT Solmare’s. As of now, though, the games I write—and have written—for are five:

+ MYSTIC MESSENGER

+ SHALL WE DATE? OBEY ME!

+ LOVE AND DEEPSPACE

+ LOVE AND PRODUCER

+ WHAT IN “HELL” IS BAD? [GAME_UNINSTALLED]

—note: someday, my writings may include Tokyo Ghoul.

Subjects and themes I am fond of writing about—as well as may tint my works with at times—on the other hand, are as such:

+ art & surrealism

+ classics & history

+ fairy tales & folklore

+ vintage times & pop culture

+ broken souls & romance

+ tragedy, identity & death

+ sacrilege & the forbidden

+ crime, infidelity & obsession

+ dark themes* & messy selves

+ gore, thrillers & body horror

+ psychological torture & toxicity

+ religion, destiny & philosophy

*like: somnophilia, non-consensual sex, sex with dubious consent, as well as much of the above material which has been aforementioned.

+ MYSTIC MESSENGER: ¹ the twins | ² Jumin Han, V | ³ Rika (interest × loathing; she is such an intriguing and complex soul, but I will hate her to death even as I lie a cold corpse in my black grave).

FAVOURITE CHARACTERS* [THE RANKINGS]

*from media in my writings.

+ SHALL WE DATE? OBEY ME!: ¹ Mephistopheles | ² Raphael, Simeon | ³ Mammon, Belphegor, Lucifer, Satan.

+ LOVE AND DEEPSPACE: ¹ Sylus | ¹½ Rafayel | ² Xavier | ³ Zayne.

+ LOVE AND PRODUCER: ¹ Shaw | ² Gavin | ³ Victor.

+ WHAT IN “HELL” IS BAD?: ¹ Satan, Lucifer, Leviathan.

©𝙤𝙘𝙚𝙖𝙣𝙡𝙞𝙥𝙜𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙨

[rams-nebulous]

Writing Commissions TOS

Commissions TOS-

I only do written commissions, NSFW/SFW are both available and payment plans are available for larger pieces.

Payment-

Ko-fi or Paypal only

Payment plans are accepted for larger works

General Prices-

500-800 words: $5.00 (USD)

1k-2k words: 20.00 (USD)

2500-4k: 30.00 (USD)

5k-7k: 60.00 (USD)

10k- 80.00

Miniseries- multiple 5k installments 65.00 (USD) each installment usually recommended for complex plotlines

Additional characters passed 3 are an extra 5.00 ea

Species I will write:

Hybrid

Feral

Human

Anthro

(any mix of these)

NSFW kinks I will NOT write:

Scat

Pedo

Hyper Muscles

If there are things I haven’t listed you want to talk about go ahead and ask, the worst I can say is no, and trust me I won’t judge. Most of my no stuff is just because I can’t portray the reasons behind it correctly why someone would like it.

I do strongly suggest if you have preferred characters to use, is to send me a short paragraph of their general personality. I usually can understand them from that. If it’s NSFW and I don’t understand something about a certain kink I will ask. If you have a certain way you want the story to go, I suggest writing a plot summary in the form of bullet points. It doesn’t have to be really detailed unless you want it. I will ask if I have to. I will send a rough draft for approval before the final draft is complete. I also would like if you could provide a drawn ref sheet or a written description of any characters involved.

I reserve the right to use any written work I have been commissioned for as an example, though I will ask first if the commissioner wants to remain anonymous or want me to change names of characters/etc. before posting.

All my examples of furry work are older, but my current work has been in anime fandom, I still write furry it's just don't have anything recent to use.

I write a lot of fanfiction (human), OC, AU, so let me know if you have an interest in any of the fandoms I write in (mostly anime) and what you may like (I can change any of these fandoms to hyrbid/feral/anthro if you wish). Also please be aware I will not write for a fandom I'm not a part of.

Fandoms:

BNHA

KnB

JJK

YYH

Genshin Impact (I cannot write all characters, but with research I can write most) 

Haikyuu!!

Obey Me! Otome Game

Fairy Tail- Seasons 1-4 only currently

Tokyo Ghoul

Food Wars!

Inuyasha

7DS

BSD

MLQC

Wolf's Rain

Vampire Knight

Cowboy Bebop

DRRR!

Psycho Pass

Bleach- not available yet

Squid Game

Stardew Valley

Stranger Things

Supernatural

The Walking Dead

Baldur's Gate 3

I also write original commissions or furry ones

Ghostwriting-

1. GW contemporary romance

Commissions -

1. Tumblr knb dark content -(3/4 of the way through first draft)

2. Bnha fandom continuation (starting rough draft)

3. Anon fandom comm (1/2 finished)

Waitlist (no longer open)

1. Dark content YCH stalker

2. Marvel tumblr comm

3. Resident evil x furry AU

4. Tumblr fanfic crossover yyh x the slayers

PLEASE BE AWARE! I struggle with tendonitis from writing too much, commissions can take up to 3 weeks to 2 months or longer depending on the status and length to be completed.

[the-decaying-ramskull]

Written Commissions TOS

Commissions TOS-

I only do written commissions, NSFW/SFW are both available and payment plans are available for larger pieces.

Payment-

Ko-fi or Paypal only

Payment plans are accepted for larger works

General Prices-

500-800 words: $5.00 (USD)

1k-2k words: 20.00 (USD)

2500-4k: 30.00 (USD)

5k-7k: 60.00 (USD) Miniseries- multiple 5k installments 65.00 (USD) each installment usually recommended for complex plotlines

Additional characters passed 3 are an extra 5.00 ea

Species I will write:

Hybrid

Feral

Human

Anthro

(any mix of these)

NSFW kinks I will NOT write:

Scat

Pedo

Hyper Muscles

If there are things I haven’t listed you want to talk about go ahead and ask, the worst I can say is no, and trust me I won’t judge. Most of my no stuff is just because I can’t portray the reasons behind it correctly why someone would like it.

I do strongly suggest if you have preferred characters to use, is to send me a short paragraph of their general personality. I usually can understand them from that. If it’s NSFW and I don’t understand something about a certain kink I will ask. If you have a certain way you want the story to go, I suggest writing a plot summary in the form of bullet points. It doesn’t have to be really detailed unless you want it. I will ask if I have to. I will send a rough draft for approval before the final draft is complete. I also would like if you could provide a drawn ref sheet or a written description of any characters involved.

I reserve the right to use any written work I have been commissioned for as an example, though I will ask first if the commissioner wants to remain anonymous or want me to change names of characters/etc. before posting.

All my examples of furry work are older, but my current work has been in anime fandom, I still write furry it's just don't have anything recent to use.

I write a lot of fanfiction (human), OC, AU, so let me know if you have an interest in any of the fandoms I write in (mostly anime) and what you may like (I can change any of these fandoms to hyrbid/feral/anthro if you wish). Also please be aware I will not write for a fandom I'm not a part of.

Fandoms:

BNHA

KnB

JJK

Fairy Tail- Seasons 1-4 only currently Genshin Impact (I cannot write all characters, but with research I can write most) 

YYH

Haikyuu!!

Obey Me! Otome Game

Tokyo Ghoul

Food Wars!

Inuyasha

7DS

BSD

MLQC

Wolf's Rain

Vampire Knight

Cowboy Bebop

DRRR!

Psycho Pass

Bleach- not available yet

Squid Game

Stardew Valley

PLEASE BE AWARE! I struggle with tendonitis from writing too much, commissions can take up to 3 weeks to 2 months to be completed.

Supernatural

Stranger Things

Ghostwriting-

1. YA fantasy regular piece (on hold)

2. Present Tense Romance

3. Slow paced romance

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1.Dark Content Stockholm Syndrome- Chisaki kai x Aizawa (rough daft 2/3rd done)

2. NSFW fluff, heat fanfic- Fem hybrid read x Gowther 7DS (rough draft 1/3 done)

3. 

4. FA furry Sanji x Haineko x Nel - Bleach commission (plotting)

5. TF/TG noncon- (waiting)

Waitlist

1.

2.

3.

[ey8508]

5 minutes encounter with …… (…… X MC)

Chapter 8

[Flashback]

He was the type of person who was often seen unemotional, cold and unresponsive towards usual human interactions.

‘A distant and cold person who shows no emotion’. That had been always what she’d describe him.

However, at this moment….

He slammed the door open, barging himself into the room.

His heart pounding. He never felt this heartfelt of emotions before. Almost every time he encountered with this situation it was as if he was falling in an endless pith.

On repeat.

Alas, he was nothing but feeling disoriented and worried about the uncertainty.

But his emotions weren’t important, it was something else.

The room was dark and quiet as he entered. He can hear his own breathing and quick steps towards the curtains.

He pulled the curtains open almost snapping out of its rail.

As the sunlight shone the insides of the room, there was nothing else for him to see but the girl who was almost hidden behind the regular table.

Beyond that messed up room, gunshot holes on the wall, blood smearing all over the tiled floor, roses stepped down by hard sole shoes, there was the girl lying limp on the floor.

He ran towards her, almost flipping the table that was blocking his way, almost slipped himself down because of the blood but he didn’t care… All he wants was to reach out to her. Hold her tight in his arms.

Reaching to where she was, he carefully pulled her upper body towards him.

“MC… MC… MC!”

He tried calling out her name while his right arm was supporting her shoulder and his left hand tried to clear away the strands of hair and blood on her face.

“Can you hear me?”

There was no response from her, eyes still shut close.

He quickly tried to listen for her heartbeat.

It was at that moment, that it’s as if his own heartbeat had stopped too.

He froze, he didn’t even want to think about it.

But he knows it’s true.

He slowly looked at her pale, unresponsive and bruise all over her face.

His hands carefully brushed away the few strands of hair that was on her left cheek. Her skin was cold to his touch and he just noticed how cold her whole body was.

So cold.

He pulled her body closer to him. Now using his left arm to support her upper body while his right arm was supporting her head.

His eyes couldn’t look anywhere else but her now pale face. He couldn’t….

The emotion he felt was indescribable.

Every moment he blinks, droplets of his own tears fell on to her face.

The last time he cried was more than 10 years ago in his own timeline. He had never cried since…

But this day, in this timeline, he had failed.

All his determination and effort was crushed into nothingness and void.

But that wasn’t the worst part, that was nothing compared to what he felt right now at this moment.

It was the feeling of seeing her dead for the second time was what had made him into this emotional mess.

He still remembers the day she died in his own timeline as bright as day. The first time…

However, her death that day was because of a car accident. It happened so sudden that even he wasn’t prepared for it to hit him next when the news reached him.

He went to the crash site, looked for her at the hospital. At first, he didn’t believe it of course.

But the moment he knows that it was all true… It was painful.

And today, he re-lived the same pain again in her timeline.

He then gently rested his forehead against hers as he closed his eyes and felt somewhat peaceful.

Moments past by as he silently stayed there by her side.

“I’ll come back for you, no matter the cost…”

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[Refer Chapter 1 to understand better] – their first encounter for the second repeat in her timeline/world.

https://ey8508.tumblr.com/post/614361818313457664/5-minutes-encounter-with-x-mc

2: 41: 09 a.m.

At that moment, he saw her again. Alive and healthy. He didn’t want her to run so he used evol to stop the time.

“I’m sorry…”

He sincerely apologized to her because he couldn’t save her in time before.

However, he knows that she had no memory of him at this time, this timeline again. They should’ve never met in first place.

So, he kept his usual undisturbed expression and kept calm about it. He didn’t want her to think that he was someone else. He was still someone that she had yet to know about again.

2: 43: 00 a.m.

He was indeed still a human who hold emotions and somehow looking at her face touched something deep within his beating heart.

He was sad, worried and yet so happy… relieved to see her again.

Alive.

He couldn’t keep the smile that slowly creeping out from his lips, he subconsciously looked down trying to avert his gaze away from her.

“You don’t recognize me...”

He actually intended to ask her but it sounds dumb because he already knows the answer himself. So, he ends up whispering it to himself and saying it in a statement.

2: 43: 20 a. m

He was frustrated about the situation he’s in. He actually missed her, if only he could… he could’ve hugged her right then and there but that could’ve scared her. That’s the last thing he’d want to feel about him. He wanted to hold her tight and tell her that he’s back for her.

There was so many things he wants to tell her… and yet-

Instead, he just faintly smiled as she weirdly looked at him.

He knows that she’s nothing but weary about him. He’s a nobody for her again.

“Nevermind.”

He patted her head just like how he did it countless times before.

She was the same as before. The ruthless bunny as how he’d actually labelled her inside his head.

“But I don’t want to be in your debt”

He said that instead of telling her that he was looking forward to meet her again.

She was of course ignoring that and kept on trying to escape from him and yet he still tried to make it clear that he wasn’t someone who’s gonna hurt her.

“I trust you”

She didn’t understand him for sure but the truth was he only wants her to take good care of herself.

In the end, he couldn’t stop himself from feeling amused by her reactions but at the same time he wants her to know that he’s here for her.

“I’ll be there, if you need me.”

He added and smiled reassuringly to her.

2: 44: 05 a.m.

At exactly 5 minutes, he teleported himself through manipulating the space of time. He had done it so many times that he could go anywhere he wants within seconds. However, his evol wasn’t teleportation but TIME. He had an excellent control with Time manipulation, it somehow gives the same effect of outcome.

He looked at her confused state from a far distant as she confusedly walked around the floor that he once stands.

It was amusing even for him as he silently smiled to himself.

_______________________________________

The cold night wind from the high balcony slowly blew his uncovered face as he calmly waits for the girl to finally walks out of her office building.

He knows that there was always threats or misfortune that awaits her and he’s here to prevent that from happening again.

It’s possible that everything will stay the same and goes on repeat as before but it’s not that simple.

The first time he went to this timeline, he thoughtlessly stayed around with her.

He was confident with what could happen in the future as he had foreseen all of it. He knows when and what’s gonna happen.

However, he noticed that the more time he spends around her… small things start to happen and change. All bad things and it was more than what he’d expect.

He successfully saved her every time of course until to the point where he was defeated.

He couldn’t control the outcome...

So, he figured that keeping distance around her would be the only option.

“I’ll keep you safe even if the whole world is against me”

[rinharu-purple]

A Fairytale Christmas

As I mentioned here, this girl is obsessed with fairytales👸🏻🤴🏼 Luckily she is blessed with Gavin who comes right out of one

(´ ▽｀).。ｏ♡

[thatfanfictionchick]

MLQC: Victor x MC: 1:30 Meeting

NSFW, egregious misuse of company time, vaginal/light oral fingering

Summary: You have a meeting with Victor. Except...you’re not really any kind of expert in what the meeting is about. But that’s okay...because that’s not really what the meeting is about anyway? And why are all the chairs gone?? 

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Aight soooo I know I said Kiro was coming and trust me he will be coming~ buuut he’s a little more difficult for me to work with and then this story very insistently pestered me let’s be real Victor does not tolerate being ignored

So y’all get some smutty office Vic instead! Enjoy!

P.S. Feel free to call me out on grammar or spelling errors. Seriously. I need all the help I can get lol

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You nearly stumble out of the taxi on to the sidewalk in front of LFG, checking your phone and grinning. Ten minutes early. Perfect. 

You feel odd heading up to a meeting with Victor with empty arms. For some reason he had insisted that you scan and email your most recent finance charts to him and then come to his office at 1:30. You wave at the receptionist and when you get off the elevator you speed walk down the hallway to Victor's office.

Having Victor as a boss was one level of torture. Having him as a boss and a boyfriend was even worse. It was like, once the two of you became romantically attached he cracked down on you times ten at work. The news hadn't become public yet but it would eventually, and he wasn't about to tolerate anyone thinking that your success came from sleeping with the boss.

You reach up to knock on his office door but it opens abruptly and you nearly rap Goldman in the face. "Sorry!" you say quickly as he recoils.

"Ah, you're a few minutes early. Good." Victor's voice comes from inside. "Goldman, make sure my 2 o'clock conference call is ready to go after this." Goldman nods and hurries away as you walk in the room and shut the door. You immediately notice that the chairs that usually sit in front of Victor's desk are gone.

"Come here." Victor says, no nonsense as usual. "I'm trying out a new program for finance spreadsheets." He's not looking at you, focusing on the screen in front of him. You forget how good he looks with glasses on.

You feel your brows knit together as you make your way across the room. Why would he schedule a meeting with you for that? He's got an entire floor of IT specialists and web page designers and he wants a producers opinion on spreadsheets? Ugh, CEO's...

You walk around his desk and Victor finally glances at you. He turns away and you miss the way his lips curl at the edges. You're wearing a loose knee length skirt and a fitted silk blouse. 

"Oh, wow!" You look at the screen and even though you don't really understand most of it, you're impressed with how well everything is organized. Your eyes momentarily swell when you see that some of the notes are scans of forms from before your father died, his handwriting bringing forth a burst of old memories. "This is really impressive, Victor. But I'm not sure why you wanted to meet with me for this. It's not exactly my field."

"Hm? Oh, right, I wanted to go over the proposal for your next show. The one with that singer, Kipo is his name?" Victor turns the chair and casually takes his glasses off. It's a benign action but you swallow hard, watching how his long fingers are so delicate with the thin metal as he sets them down on the desk.

"Kiro," you correct him, "I asked him to take part in a dating simulation with Chik. You remember her." Your eyes cut back to his. He looks guarded but also...amused.

"Indeed." The gravel of his voice sends a tremor through you.

"Well I'd be happy to go over it with you but I don't have the paperwork-"

"I called your office and asked Anna to email them."

"...you also seem to be missing an extra chair." You get the prickling sensation in your scalp that there's something else going on here that you're missing. Victor isn't the type who would demand a meeting without giving you all the information. He hates when people aren't prepared. And why are all the other chairs gone??

"I don't see how that's a problem." Before you can respond he leans forward, large hands on your hips turning you before pulling you to sit squarely in his lap. You make a high sound in your throat as he quickly turns back to the computer.

"Victor!" you squeal. "What are you doing??" You turn your head and blush, seeing Victor staring down at you with a victorious smirk.

"Going over your proposal. You should really listen when I talk." His arms cage you in as he reaches around you and navigates to a different screen. You see the proposal notes written out in your own hand. "Start from the beginning." 

You don't know how you're supposed to concentrate with the broad expanse of his chest pressed tightly against your back or the warmth of his breath against your ear. You can see the tremor in your fingers as you reach for the mouse. Large hands settle on the curve of your hips and you exhale hard.

"We've already received confirmation from both Kiro and Chik's managers that they're interested in doing the show. If we secure the funding then we'll reach out to finalize their involvement and..." His thumbs are distracting, rubbing circles on your back. "...and then get a list of dates that they are available. From there we will try and coordinate a period of two weeks that we c-can..." You stutter to a halt as he reaches around and casually starts unbuttoning your blouse. 

"Victor!" You hiss. You turn your head but he's staring straight ahead at the monitor with a barely concealed grin. "We are in your office! We could get caught!" Sapphire eyes flick towards you, then away.

"Then you should read faster." He finishes with the buttons and parts the fabric, large hands covering your breasts and squeezing through the thin lace of your bra. Your gasp turns to a whimper as he rolls your nipples between his fingers. He waits a moment before ducking his head and biting your ear lobe. "You're not reading." The deep rumble of his voice makes you shudder.

"W-we will try and co...coordinate a two week period for filming. We've al...already scouted some good..." your breath catches as he reaches down and pushes his hand under your skirt. "...g-good locations. Kiro-and-Chik's-agencies-will-be-responsible-for-providing-security--Victor!!" The last part rushes from you as Victor shifts your knees then spreads his legs, opening your legs to his probing fingers. He ignores you and his fingers brush against your clit through damp cotton. You huff loudly, knuckles white as you grip the edge of the desk.

Victor takes advantage of your hair being pulled up in a twist, biting softly at the curve of your neck before whispering roughly in your ear: "You're terrible at multi-tasking."

"You...you're evil!" You whine as long fingers push the crotch of your panties aside and stroke along your wet slit. You give up, shamelessly parting your legs farther and arching against him. He chuckles and you fleetingly think that such a sexy sound should be outlawed. You reach one hand back and grip his hair, the other hand gripping the arm of the chair. He teases your hole with one finger until you're dripping then leaves you breathless by plunging two fingers fully inside you.

The only sounds for the next torturous ten minutes are your soft cries and the wet sounds of his relentless fingering. His free hand gripping your knee tightly, stopping you every time you try to close your legs to gain more friction. You throw your head back against his shoulder, eyes wet.

"Please please please Victor...I'm so close...it feels so good..." the sound of pleasure he makes at your pleading reverberates in your ears. His thumb finds your clit and rubs it, your muscles clenching as he drives you toward the finish line.

His voice, deep and husky with desire, breaks you as he murmurs in your ear: "Imagine how good it will feel when I come inside you tonight."

Your fist flies to your mouth and you bite your knuckles, trying to stifle the noises you make as your pussy clenches down on his fingers, undulating waves of pleasure bursting as fireworks behind clenched eyelids. He prolongs the sensation, continuing to finger you slowly until you're breathlessly sobbing for him to stop. When he pulls his fingers out of you and brings them to your mouth you don't hesitate to suck them clean, intentionally mewling with satisfaction and biting at his fingertips. He growls, grabbing your chin and turning your head, kissing you savagely. He can taste sex on your tongue and sucks it greedily in to his mouth, eventually releasing you with a sharp bite to your bottom lip. 

Large hands on your hips again, standing you up. He fixes your skirt while you button your shirt, and as you reach up to make sure your hair is still in place, you finally become aware of the pressing silence. Looking at the clock on the wall you see the hands frozen in place: 1:54:42

"Victor..." you turn to him as he stands and runs his fingers through his hair, smoothing down the bits that you mussed. "You stopped time. Why?"

He snorts. "I wasn't about to have Goldman come knocking and interrupt our meeting." Your eyes flash down to the bulge in his pants and you lick your lips, reaching out to cup his erection. 

"You know, if you keep it frozen for a few more minutes-" he leans down and cuts you off with another kiss as the clock on the wall and his watch start to tick. You giggle as he pulls away.

"You masochist." You whisper with a cheshire grin as you walk around the desk. Seconds later there's a knock on the door.

"I'll pick you up at your office at 5. Don't be late." Victor says as you walk away. You turn and blow him a kiss before opening the door and stepping out in to the hall.

"Productive meeting?" Goldman asks, noticing the slight scowl on your face.

"He is such a slave driver." You bemoan dramatically, just loud enough for Victor to hear. You smirk as you make your way to the elevator. That ought to earn you a decent punishment later tonight.

[stuckinmy-wonderland]

Magnetic Moon ~ Gavin HC/ShortFic

           Listen to: * ~ Magnetic Moon by Tiffany Young~ *  

{Imagine with: Gavin’s SSR Karma Starstruck (above)}

·     The stars seem brighter tonight with the full moon by their side.

·     MC is dancing alone on her apartment rooftop in the dead of night.

·     Gavin feeling her in the expansive wind goes and watches her for a moment while floating in the sky, but then he sees how sad she seems trying to dance with an imaginary partner.

·     How like her, he thinks.

·     MC twirls on her own and her dress swishes softly in the night, and then she lifts her head and eyes to the starlit sky as she slows to a stop in her lonely dance.

·     Gavin sees her pull a hand up to cover her heart and manages to hear her mumble, “Let’s see…where are you?”

·     He stays hidden from her sight as she scans the expanse of the sparkling sky.  Was she looking for him?  Did she even know he was there?

·     Her eyes light up with a wide open mouthed smile.  “There!”  She raises her arm high as if trying to reach the stars.  He sees the glint of the ginkgo bracelet he gave her for precautions.

·     MC’s face softens as she says, “Watch over him will you, Jupiter?  Bring him back safe to me…please…”

·     Gavin’s expression goes from a brief moment of shock to softening in affection.  He makes his move as she was lowering her arm from the sky.  He catches and stops its descent.

·     “May I have this dance?”

·     She gasps, opening her eyes, “Gavin…” tears prick her eyes, but don’t dampen her smile.

·     Gavin is a little shocked and stutters, “H-hey what’s wrong?”

·     She shakes her head.  “I just thought you wouldn’t show up because you were busy on a mission…and how they take you away from me…”

·     Gavin smiles pulling her into his arms.

·     “I couldn’t leave you right now even if I tried…” he whispers.

·     He pulls back a little to look at her, his amber eyes alight with tender longing.

·     “Would you like to dance among the stars?”

·     She gives him a nervous look as if afraid she would fall, but how could she when she was with him?

·     “Don’t worry,” he assures her, “I won’t ever let go.  Never.”

END.

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If you’re reading this, I am NOT dead! xD I’ve just been very inactive with finishing college up and other things happening in life. I hope to write even more (even just little things like this that are less than a thousand words; this one is less than 500) and post them here so I’m sorry for the inactivity, but I’m back! :D I hope you continue to read my things and give me support! <3 THANK YOU~!

I hope you enjoyed this one! I have a werewolf Gavin hc in the works ever since the Wonderland After Dark event trailer was released owo here’s to hoping I can pull him!! asdfghjkl

[laxmiree]

[CN] MLQC Season 2 Chapter 56 Translation [Lucien’s Part]-(1/2)

⚠️  SPOILER ALERT  ⚠️

This post contains a VERY HEAVY SPOILER for the chapter that has not been released in EN yet! Feel free to notify me if there are any mistakes in the translation~

I see your darkness, your failures, your confusion.

Just as I catch sight of the building, my body freezes involuntarily.

The place where the mentor-pupil mission has led us is none other than the former site of the Twin Leaves Orphanage in reality.

Translation under the cut!

[S2 Chapter 56 - Unsolvable Crux]

Some context about this chapter batch! Long story short, MC's Miracle Finder program which is more of a long and traditional TV show is struggling to compete with the popularity of online short videos (cough, funnily, it is almost like Lovepro's current situation in the otome market-), but she still has some time to find ways to make it more popular again before the next meeting with the investor (pretty similar to the start of the main story huh-)

At the same time, Odyssey, a hyper-realistic VR game is currently on hype right now, the game was developed by a company called Infinite, and it can be played with a device called Golden Apple (GA for short). This game lowkey feels like hidden ads for LaDs ngl

✂———————–

—[Chapter 56-8]—

I'm sitting at my desk, playing with the leaves of the green plant on the table, unable to help but sigh again

MC: I can't just chase after streaming platforms and make short videos for the rest of my life, can I.....

...This will only make my company lose its style and be homogenized into one of them.

At present, it seems like there's a new information technology emerging every minute. If we don't seize the opportunity, we'll only be left with the crumbs of others' success. It's just like…

Lucien: “Now, here, you see, it takes all the running you can do to keep in the same place.”

The familiar words echo in my ears, and I can't help but feel a bit dazed. Suddenly, a strange sense of familiarity wells up from within me.

This feeling, where I'm at a loss at the company's situation, seems to have happened in the distant past as well.

The calm, windless afternoon and those ink-like eyes come to mind.

When I was filming the final episode of "Finding Miracles" I was also grappling with decisions about the future, feeling anxious and lost.

At that time, Lucien became my program consultant, and the struggling program suddenly came to life starting from that episode.

I can't help but smile as I find my phone and send a message to Lucien.

MC: Is Consultant Lucien busy? I'm coming over to see you now~

The bright sunlight reflects off the entrance of the Ultima Bioscience Research Institute. As soon as I step out of the car, I see several visitors walking out of the building with gloomy expressions.

Visitor A: Is Professor Lucien such a high-and-mighty figure? Every time we come here, he's never around!

Visitor B: Maybe his research is going downhill at a critical moment? Even his assistant says they don't see him often.

Visitor A: Then he should come out, meet us, and discuss the results. Is it really good to shut himself away and do research like this?

MC: …?

Lucien not seeing visitors? I'm a bit puzzled.

A couple of days ago, when I met him in "Odyssey", he told me that the scanning function in "Odyssey" is very useful, as it helps him transfer data.

Could it be that he's doing closed-door research, so he's not seeing visitors?

I take out my phone in confusion and see that there's no reply to the message I sent him before leaving.

Pete: I'm really sorry, Professors. Next time, when you come again…

No one pays attention to Pete's voice. The visitors get straight into their cars and leave. He awkwardly scratches his head and walks away.

The situation in front of me deepens my confusion. I push open the door to the research room lightly.

MC: Lucien…?

There's no response inside. I stick my head in from behind the door, then pause for a moment in surprise.

I had thought I would see Professor Lucien asleep among the mountains of research reports and experimental data...

...But I didn't expect to see him actually sitting on the visitor's sofa, wearing the third-generation GA device.

At Lucien's feet are some hastily packed fast food wrappers, along with two unpackaged GA helmets.

He leans against the sofa, half of his face obscured by the helmet, devoid of any expression. Only his fingers, which resting on the side, twitch occasionally.

In an instant, I understood why Pete's expression was so complicated.

Who would have thought that Professor Lucien, while shutting himself off from visitors, would be sitting in the research lab playing "Odyssey" so openly!

If I don't go ask Lucien about the situation soon, I feel like I'll become even more worried and confused.

I take a deep breath, take a helmet out of the packaging, sit on the empty experimental bed next to him, and decisively put it on.

✂———————–

The brilliant sunlight warmly bathes a lush green field, and the moist air rushing towards me feels refreshing.

The grass beside me is nourished by the river, lush and abundant. With the river breeze rippling against both banks, the grass sways, gently tickling my calves.

This is Lucien's home in "Odyssey". When it's not busy, I often spend leisurely days here with him.

I look around and quickly spot Lucien sitting by the riverbank. I walk over to him joyfully.

MC: Lu-

Before I can even say his name, Lucien tilts his body slightly and gestures to me.

Lucien: Shh-

With one hand, he stops me from trying to pat him, and with the other, he lifts the fishing rod. As he moves, the water ripples gently.

"Splash!" A fish with golden patterns bursts out of the water, its tail swishing lively, causing water droplets to splash around.

The water droplets slide down his face like morning dew, tracing a meandering path on his handsome features.

Lucien blinks and then looks at me, his lips curling into a smile.

Lucien: [chuckles] Caught it.

—[Chapter 56-10]—

I come out from behind Lucien and poke the lively fish.

MC: What a plump and beautiful fish, I don't think I've ever seen one like this when I go fishing myself!

Lucien chuckles lightly as he unties the fishhook, then puts the fish back into the water, watching as its tail swishes and it swims away into the river.

A notification suddenly pops up.

——————Congratulations to the player [X] for completing the fishing achievement — [Encounter with Golden Marigold Fish].

Next to the achievement page, there's a line of small text that reads, "Congratulations, you are the first player globally to achieve this accomplishment."

MC: Wow, did I just witness the birth of a golden legend?

I gaze at this unheard-of achievement in astonishment, while Lucien maintains an unsurprised expression.

He smiles faintly, reaching out to wipe away a droplet of water that splashed onto my cheek just now.

Lucien: Shouldn't MC also be awarded an achievement — the first player globally to witness the birth of the Golden Marigold Fish achievement?

His banter makes me unable to help but smile. I glance around at the scenery, sighing as I look around.

MC: I never expected that the charm of "Odyssey" would be so great that even Professor Lucien has become an "Internet Addict."

I clear my throat and then nonchalantly add a "harmless" little question.

MC: Lately, it seems like I've been seeing you online often. Is the work at the Ultima Bioscience Research Institute relatively easy?

Upon hearing my little probing, Lucien smiles but doesn't rush to answer.

He stands up and tidies things up, gesturing for me to look towards a nearby location.

Lucien: [chuckles] Before answering that question, do you want to go check out the newly renovated home of an "Internet Addict" first?

MC: Um? Of course, that sounds great~

I never imagined that Lucien had actually expanded a laboratory within his home without me knowing.

The layout, facilities, interior decor, and even the functioning equipment replicated a professional laboratory down to the last detail.

Data and reports are neatly arranged, and as I measure the thickness of one stack of data with my palm, it exceeds the breadth of two hands.

Judging by the thickness of these materials, Lucien seems to have been conducting research in the "Odyssey" laboratory for quite a long time.

MC: While others come into the game to relax, Professor Lucien is actually working in the game. What an exceptional scientist...

Lucien smiles calmly and prepares a cup of hot tea for me.

Lucien: Try it. Does the taste and flavor differ from the real world?

I take the white tea and sip it lightly.

MC: [smiles softly] It seems there's hardly any difference, but I'm not really a tea connoisseur. I just drink it often because of you.

The tea leaves stretch in the boiling water, blurring our views of each other. I lean back on the comfortable sofa, seemingly understanding his implication.

MC: Professor Lucien, do you think since "Odyssey" is so similar to reality, why not explore an "experimental field" in the game too?

Lucien remains silent, seemingly acknowledging. He brews another cup of tea with the tea leaves and places it back in front of me.

Lucien: The laboratory here is quiet enough for me to focus more on my research.

He winks, his gaze gentle and focused, conveying a sense of reassurance to me.

Lucien: And as you've seen, in addition to research, I also casually complete game tasks.

In just a few sentences, Lucien perfectly answers all my questions.

I prop my head up a bit dazedly, pondering. If it's about finding peace and quiet, the Ultima Bioscience Research Center isn't usually noisy.

...Could it be because of those people?

MC: Is it because of the increase in visitors at the Ultima Bioscience Research Center recently? Is it affecting you?

Lucien nods in response to my gaze, reaching out to tuck a strand of hair behind my ear.

Lucien: Recently, we've shifted the research focus to the deterioration disease. Some organizations are well-informed and have been eager to collaborate with me.

I nod in understanding.

In the realm of research, this isn't uncommon, but collaboration means sharing progress and results.

For Lucien, who prefers minimal interference in his research, this is indeed troublesome.

However, is the reason really that simple?

Lucien's demeanor and tone betray no hint of anything unusual, but I can't shake off a lingering sense of unease.

MC: By the way, Lucien.

I rise from the coffee table and move to sit beside him, one hand looping around his arm.

MC: Actually, I'm not at the company right now. I'm at the Ultima Bioscience Research Center, currently in your research lab.

Lucien: It seems that I'm not the only one bringing work into the game.

Facing Lucien's slightly teasing gaze, I bury my head in his chest, breathing in the scent of tea lingering on him.

MC: [in a coquettish manner] …I didn't expect Professor Lucien to still see through me.

Lucien's smile doesn't diminish as he gently strokes the top of my head with his hand.

Lucien: I think it's work time now. A girl who wants to fish wouldn't play "Odyssey" with me so conspicuously.

MC: I do have some problems that need Professor Lucien's advice and assistance.

I peek out from his embrace, tilting my head back to look at him.

MC: How about we talk as we walk? I also want to explore other areas of Professor Lucien's home and see if there are any new changes~

—[Chapter 56-11]—

Lucien pushes open the back door of the laboratory, revealing a glass corridor with a hollow top.

Sunlight filters through the glass, casting mottled light and shadow. His figure appears both real and illusory in the interplay of light and shadow.

I walk hand in hand with Lucien in the glass corridor, pouring out recent work matters in one breath.

MC: ...So, if we just chase after trends like other companies, we'll still end up being left behind in the industry.

MC: After all, I remember from a media class that "homogeneous works will ultimately be eliminated, and innovation is the key to industry development."

Lucien: Your judgment is correct.

Lucien blinks at me in affirmation and then poses a rather “insightful” question.

Lucien: So, what are the plans now?

I pause for a moment, somewhat unconfidently, and share with him several new program proposals that I have been contemplating.

MC: ...I've reviewed these proposals repeatedly. Although the content of the programs is quite interesting, I can't shake the feeling that it's still not enough.

MC: Maybe I should plan a program with more thrilling and exciting scenes…?

Lucien brushes off a leaf that had landed on my head at some point. I take the leaf, twirling it idly in my palm.

Lucien: Before the inception of "Odyssey," none of us imagined that we would be twirling this fallen leaf in a virtual world.

Lucien's calm and composed voice comes through as he touches the fallen leaf along with my hand.

Lucien: Fallen leaves, the air, and us walking…

Lucien: Without mentioning it, many people might forget that all of this is made up of data.

Lucien: The success of "Odyssey" doesn't rely on content but rather on the innovation of its presentation.

Lucien: If you were to just change the content, with your abilities, you'd surely create a buzz, but for discerning viewers…

He smiles slightly, his eyes looking at me with insight.

Lucien: The level of excitement in content has no threshold; as long as there's a lack of "technological" innovation, being replicated and surpassed is just a matter of time.

Lucien: On this point, Miss Producer, you understand it better than I do.

Lucien's words bring to light a thought that I've been vaguely aware of but haven't fully grasped. I blink, feeling a little enlightened.

MC: So, now, rather than pondering new programs, the new program medium is the more important thing?

The pressure before me seems to have cracked open a bit with Lucien's words, but I still find myself anxiously rubbing my hair.

Short videos, with their quick and concise nature, have almost taken over as the predominant form of media presentation in today's world.

MC: What else can be innovated? The "opportunity" won't just fall from the sky.

Our hands interlock as Lucien gently takes mine, and with a breeze, the leaf I had almost forgotten about is swept away, disappearing from sight.

Lucien: Personally, I feel that perhaps we can try to find a blue ocean.*

MC: Blue ocean?

[Trivia: Blue Ocean strategy is a business strategy that involves creating new market spaces and making the competition irrelevant. A current relevant example is Papergames creating Love and Deepspace 😂]

Lucien looks at me with a thoughtful expression, his lips curling into a smile. With his slender fingertips, he smooths out the hair that I had ruffled.

Lucien: For example, in fields like holographic technology and artificial intelligence.

My heart skips a beat.

Indeed, while there have been numerous developments in related fields before, it wasn't until the explosion of "Odyssey" that these two concepts suddenly experienced explosive growth.

From the perspective of a film and television company, this is simply the perfect combination of new technological power and emerging phenomena.

The wind picks up, causing the leaves of the trees to rustle against each other, gracefully taking flight as if nature sings its gentle song.

As I behold the incredibly lifelike natural scene before me, it feels as though a long-standing boulder in my mind is finally starting to shift.

MC: Are you referring to "Odyssey" itself?!

Lucien: It's just one possible direction. "Odyssey" is the firstborn of this blue ocean, overturning and rebuilding many people's preconceptions.

The sunlight filters through the trees, casting scattered patches of light onto the path we're walking on. The slanting rays create specks of orange hues, gently enveloping us like orange veils.

Lucien: Now that we're in the midst of it, it's the best proof of all possibilities.

MC: Combining media with "Odyssey"...

I pause in my tracks, lost in thought. Lucien doesn't interrupt me, waiting quietly by my side.

I raise my head, looking at the sky in "Odyssey," which is indistinguishable from reality. In my mind, several new ideas start to take shape.

Unable to contain my enthusiasm, I leap up and hug him excitedly.

MC: Thank you, Professor Lucien, for answering my questions and clearing up my confusion!

Lucien: Just bringing a bit of research mindset into the discussion. I'd be honored if it was helpful to you.

Lucien lets me hold him and pats my back, his smile deepening.

Lucien: However, we haven't formally confirmed our teacher-student relationship yet, so you can't just casually call me "teacher".

Before I could react, an interface to formalize our mentor-pupil relationship suddenly appeared.

I blush slightly and without hesitation, press the "confirm" button.

At the same time as the system message "You have become a pupil of X" pops up, a mentor-pupil mission suddenly appears in my taskbar.

MC: Huh?

[Lucien and MC get transported]

Xiao Shuai: My friend is the best Xiao Mei in the world. We are happy when we're playing outside, but she's not happy once she gets home.

Xiao Shuai: Can Gege (older brother) and Jiejie (older sister) make Xiao Mei happy?

MC: I thought the mentor-pupil mission would be about technical teaching, but I didn't expect it to be helping children…

Lucien: Does MC prefer to learn technical skills?

MC: No, no, that's too tiring. Let's just help the kids together!

I smile and rub Xiao Shuai's chubby cheeks.

MC: Okay, let's leave it to Gege and Jiejie!

A prominent guiding route on the ground emits a white light. We follow the route and soon reach the end of the road.

Alongside the old gate, the fence entwined with vines is covered with lush green leaves, occasionally dotted with a few wildflowers, giving it a lively appearance.

Several two-story buildings in the courtyard are arranged in picturesque disorder. Although the paint on the walls has faded, it still exudes a sense of warmth and tranquility.

Just as I catch sight of the building, my body freezes involuntarily.

The place where the mentor-pupil mission has led us is none other than the former site of the Twin Leaves Orphanage in reality.

[Trivia: Twin Leaves Orphanage is where MC, Lucien, Kiro, and other kids got experimented as a child]

—[Chapter 56-12]—

As I gaze upon the orphanage in "Odyssey," a chill runs down my spine, and I can't help but tighten the scarf around my neck.

However, unlike the desolate old site in my memory, the NPC children are now playing and frolicking in the courtyard, bathed in warm sunlight.

I tell myself not to overthink it and quickly find several children playing in the corridor to ask about Xiao Mei with Lucien.

Child A: Xiao Mei? I don't know her.

Child B: There doesn't seem to be anyone by that name in our orphanage.

We ask many children, but surprisingly, not a single one knows Xiao Mei. I scratch my head in puzzlement.

MC: Could it be that Xiao Shuai's mission information was incorrect?

Lucien ponders for a moment, then looks towards the teacher who is answering questions for the children at the classroom door not far away.

Lucien: Let's go ask the teacher.

After the children leave, I approach the teacher politely and cautiously start the conversation.

MC: Hello, do you happen to know a student named Xiao Mei? I seem to have found something belonging to her.

Teacher: We don't have a student by that name here. You might have the wrong place.

I stand there puzzled, about to ask for Lucien's opinion, when I turn around and realize Lucien is nowhere to be found.

Before I can even speak to search for him, the door of the adjacent office opens, and Lucien steps out, holding a piece of paper in his hand.

Lucien: I found the student roster from this office.

MC: Pfft…! So Professor Lucien already guessed that the teacher wouldn't be able to provide any useful information, so he pulled a "diversionary tactic*"?

[T/N: "声东击西" is a Chinese idiom that literally translates to "sound from the east, strike from the west." It refers to a strategy where one creates a diversion or distraction to mislead the opponent while executing a different action elsewhere :> ]

Lucien winks at me.

Lucien: Just a small tactic, hopefully it pays off.

As we scan through the long list for a while, we still haven't found Xiao Mei's name. Just as I'm about to give up and look for a guide, Lucien suddenly raises an eyebrow.

Lucien: There seems to be an issue with this list.

MC: What do you mean?

Lucien doesn't reply, but instead, he folds up the list and leads me towards the storage room at the end of the corridor.

After opening the door, a stale smell fills the air in the storeroom, and tiny specks of dust float in the dim light.

Lucien closes the door behind me, and for a moment, the entire room seems to be engulfed in a heavy darkness.

Yet, in the pitch-black, a faint green glow suddenly appears before my eyes.

MC: …This list glows!!

The original text on the list is obscured by the heavy darkness, but the text printed with luminescent material is clearly visible.

MC: "Night Division Roster", Xiao Gu, Mai Mai, Xiao Mei... Found her!

Lucien: It seems my guess was correct.

Lucien: Earlier, I noticed the words "Day Division" on the list under natural light, so I speculated that there might also be a "Night Division" present.

MC: So Xiao Mei appears in the park every evening before dusk and leaves after sunset, not to "go home," but to attend classes in the Night Division?

Lucien: Smart. This should be the reason why no one knew Xiao Mei when we came during the day.

MC: How strange... Why are the children mysteriously divided into day and night divisions?

Lucien walks slowly beside me, seemingly not intending to take further action.

Lucien: Perhaps we'll have answers when night falls.

A slightly cunning smile curves on Lucien's lips, and I instantly understand his intention.

MC: Right, if we wait until it's late and quiet, the children from the Night Division will naturally come for their classes!

The only task now is to wait, Lucien and I hang around, watching as the sunlight gradually shifts towards the west.

MC: I can't shake the feeling that this orphanage mission seems to have some sort of prototype reference... like the mirrored building* we encountered before.

[T/N: MC talks about S2 ch 33]

MC: There's a kind of... indescribable familiarity in my heart.

Lucien: Don't worry, this sense of familiarity might just help us complete the mission.

Lucien gently ruffles my hair and gazes towards the direction of the orphanage, deep in thought.

As night falls and moonlight shines upon the orphanage, Lucien and I hear footsteps echoing in the corridor.

A group of children silently make their way through the long corridor toward the direction of the classroom.

Their shadows elongate in the dim light, devoid of daytime liveliness, only the faint moonlight reflecting their youthful yet serious faces.

As if influenced by this atmosphere, I also lower my voice and whisper softly into Lucien's ear.

MC: Shall we go now?

Just as Lucien and I start heading towards the classrooms, we're suddenly stopped by a security guard.

Security Guard: Sorry, the orphanage is not open to the public right now. Please leave.

MC: We're just…

Before I can finish my sentence, a "Mission Failed" screen suddenly pops up, and Lucien and I are immediately teleported outside the orphanage.

MC: ….??

MC: How did the mission fail already? We haven't even done anything yet!

Lucien: I'm thinking that perhaps there are some "invisible rules" in place at this orphanage at night that we're not supposed to break. Once violated, the mission fails immediately.

Lucien: "Not getting caught by security" must be one of them.

MC: Isn't this too troublesome?

Lucien: With me around, do you still find it troublesome?

MC: Pfft, of course not.

I take Lucien's hand and wink at him.

MC: Then let's solve this small trouble together~

✂———————–

One minute later, Lucien and I find ourselves back in front of the orphanage.

MC: Uh, sorry... I saw a mirror and instinctively looked into it. I didn't realize it would also count as breaking the rules.

Lucien: It's okay. Every failure is an exploration step toward success.

✂———————–

Lucien: I thought solving the puzzle on the blackboard would open a secret door or something like that, but it just attracted the attention of the teacher.

MC: At least the orphanage teacher acknowledged Professor Lucien's math skills…!

After seven or eight attempts at exploration, we finally lurk near the classroom. I open the window and quietly peek inside.

In the dim light, the children sit by the worn-out desks and chairs, attentively listening to the teacher's explanation. There's an eerie and quiet atmosphere in the air.

A sudden horror and chilling feeling rushes through my heart, and I instinctively look towards Lucien, who is holding my hand.

But when I turn around, the first thing I see is not Lucien, but a slightly pale-faced little girl.

She has appeared behind us, seemingly out of nowhere, and is looking up at us curiously.

—[Chapter 56-14]—

MC: Are you X-Xiao Mei...?!

I feel goosebumps all over my body, and my voice trembles as I speak. The little girl nods, and I exchange a glance with Lucien.

We take Xiao Mei out of the teaching building and arrive at the tree next to the garden.

Here, I finally breathe a sigh of relief, looking at the girl in front of me with braided pigtails.

MC: Xiao Mei, your friend Xiao Shuai is very worried about you, so he asked Gege and Jiejie to come and check on you.

I try to talk to Xiao Mei, but she keeps her lips tightly pressed together and glances at me before curling up into a ball, not moving at all.

No matter how I try to talk to her afterward, she ignores me.

Xiao Mei looks much thinner and weaker than children her age. Unlike the lively and noisy children during the day, she appears to be particularly quiet.

Just as I am feeling troubled, Lucien gently calls my name and takes my hand, leading me aside.

MC: What should I do, Lucien? She seems particularly resistant to communicating with me…

Lucien: [gently] I think maybe it's not resistance, but rather she also needs an opportunity to connect with you.

Lucien: When you talk to her, although her reactions are a bit cold, her body always unconsciously moves closer toward you.

Lucien: Rather than resistance, it might be more like "not good at" or "not daring" to communicate with you.

My heart tightens. Could it be that the reason why these children from the Night Division are so quiet... is because of similar reasons?

Children in orphanages are already more prone to feeling lonely than others. A girl who struggles to communicate is even more susceptible to being ignored to some extent.

I should use a more friendly approach and gradually make her feel understood.

Thinking this, I look more carefully at Xiao Mei, trying to find some breakthrough to make her relax

Xiao Mei has her eyes closed slightly, gently burying her head in the slightly worn scarf around her.

MC: Lucien, look at that scarf…?

Lucien also looks over and after a while, he speaks softly.

Lucien: Some children develop a dependency on specific plush items during their growth process, finding a sense of security in them.

Lucien: I think, this scarf might be just that special existence for her.

I look at the curled-up Xiao Mei, feeling a mix of sadness and tenderness. Despite the scarf in her arms being very worn, she still holds onto it dearly, unwilling to let go.

Lucien notices my emotions and tightens his hold on my hands.

I give his hand a firm squeeze back, smile at him, then return to Xiao Mei's side and crouch down again.

MC: Xiao Mei, let me tell you a secret. When I was little, I also received a scarf from someone very important to me.

Xiao Mei doesn't say anything, but she turns her head slightly to look at me. I continue to speak, smiling as I recount distant memories in a soft voice.

MC: I really, really liked that scarf because every time I saw it, it made me feel like that person was still with me.

MC: When I felt lonely or scared, I would hold onto it, and those feelings would slowly disappear, just like magic.

MC: Later on, I would often chat with the magic scarf, and it became my best friend whom I could talk to about anything…

I made up a fairy tale about me and the magic scarf, and Xiao Mei listened attentively, starting to sit up slowly.

When the fairy tale was over, Xiao Mei blinked her eyes and smiled at me for the first me.

I suddenly think of something and take off my scarf, wrapping it around Xiao Mei's neck.

MC: Your scarf must have a lot of power. Now, Jiejie is giving you her scarf too.

I boop Xiao Mei's nose, and she no longer resists my approach.

MC: From now on, Xiao Mei has two powers to protect her. So she doesn’t need to be afraid of anything.

Xiao Mei looks at me, blinks her eyes, and the next moment, she starts sobbing softly, as if she had been suppressing it for a long time. She doesn't cry loudly, just hugs me tightly.

Lucien bends down a bit and gently strokes Xiao Mei's head.

Not long after, Xiao Mei takes out a sketchbook. As she writes and draws, she tells her story bit by bit. Finally, we can piece together the truth.

It seems that from a long time ago, the children in the orphanage have been divided into a day division and a night division based on their physical condition and performance in the orphanage.

From the beginning, the two divisions just have different schedules, but gradually it evolves into differences in meals, dormitories, and the attention they receive.

Nowadays, the children in the night division seem to have become an "invisible" group in this orphanage, as no one ever casts a glance their way anymore.

Although Xiao Mei doesn't understand the reason, she knows that she and her friends in the night division all dislike this kind of life.

She wants to escape, to be under the sunlight with the other children, but she's powerless to do so alone.

After settling Xiao Mei with Lucien, I stomp my foot indignantly.

MC: They're all children, why do these people treat them differently?!

Lucien takes the drawing Xiao Mei handed to us and ponders for a moment before speaking lightly.

Lucien: I'm afraid it's not just emotional discrimination that's at play here.

Lucien: Emotional neglect alone wouldn't warrant them going to such lengths to establish this system, so I suspect there may be deeper interests at play.

MC: Are you suggesting that the children in the night division might be exploited by the orphanage?

Lucien nods, gently taking my slightly cold hand and rubbing it, a gentle yet firm smile on his lips.

Lucien: [smiles gently] Whatever it is, it will be resolved tonight.

[Next Part-> Click Here]

[mrlove-loveme]

Am I currently writing mlqc fanfiction? Yes

Do I feel confident about it? Not at all

[thestickinvictorsass]

It’s 2 am and I had barely enough pink hair dye to do my whole head. No gloves we dye (please don’t kill me) like men.

[ikenbar]

I've been wanting to write again so comment or dm me a number or a specific prompt with a name from someone from Mr. Love: A Queen's Choice or Obey me and I'll write a short story around your suggestion.

A few things before you leave a comment:

Specify a gender (Male, female, gender neutral, Trans male/female, etc.)

Specify the number or prompt specifically (ie, 1, 2, 3, or, "I still love you and I hate myself for it") (I can do multiple prompts at once)

Specify a character (Lucifer, Victor, Thirteen, Kiro, etc.)

I will NOT do any sort of sm*t or anything like that so dont expect it... I'm way too ace to touch that...

I will do hurt comfort so if you want a happy or sad ending let me know. Other wise I am one for happy endings

If you'd like I can also throw one of my OCs in the rink if you'd like me to write about them. Either my Obey Me or my MLQC OCs are fine but I won't do your ocs. I need extensive data to write those well and I'm not in the mood to do that.

I'm excited to write again so don't hold back and leave a comment/dm :D

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Written Commissions TOS

Commissions TOS-

I only do written commissions, NSFW/SFW are both available and payment plans are available for larger pieces.

Payment-

Ko-fi or Paypal only

Payment plans are accepted for larger works

General Prices- (new commissions will be updated to the new price of .015 per word)

500-800 words: $5.00 (USD)

1k-2k words: 20.00 (USD)

2500-4k: 30.00 (USD)

5k-7k: 65.00 (USD)

10k: 95.00

Past initial 10k: .015 per word (new comms .018)

Heavy Dark Content tax: Things like non-con, drugging, or torture (etc.) require a 10% tax

Additional characters passed 3 are an extra 5.00 ea

Species I will write:

Hybrid

Feral

Human

Anthro

(any mix of these)

NSFW kinks I will NOT write:

Scat

Pedo

Hyper Muscles

If there are things I haven’t listed you want to talk about go ahead and ask, the worst I can say is no, and trust me I won’t judge. Most of my no stuff is just because I can’t portray the reasons behind it correctly why someone would like it.

I do strongly suggest if you have preferred characters to use, is to send me a short paragraph of their general personality. I usually can understand them from that. If it’s NSFW and I don’t understand something about a certain kink I will ask. If you have a certain way you want the story to go, I suggest writing a plot summary in the form of bullet points. It doesn’t have to be really detailed unless you want it. I will ask if I have to. I will send a rough draft for approval before the final draft is complete. I also would like if you could provide a drawn ref sheet or a written description of any characters involved.

I reserve the right to use any written work I have been commissioned for as an example, though I will ask first if the commissioner wants to remain anonymous or want me to change names of characters/etc. before posting.

All my examples of furry work are older, but my current work has been in anime fandom, I still write furry it's just don't have anything recent to use.

I write a lot of fanfiction (human), OC, AU, so let me know if you have an interest in any of the fandoms I write in (mostly anime) and what you may like (I can change any of these fandoms to hyrbid/feral/anthro if you wish). Also please be aware I will not write for a fandom I'm not a part of.

Fandoms:

BNHA

KnB

Windbreaker

JJK

YYH

Genshin Impact (I cannot write all characters, but with research I can write most) 

Haikyuu!!

Blue lock

Obey Me! Otome Game

Fairy Tail- Seasons 1-4 only currently

Tokyo Ghoul

Food Wars!

Inuyasha

7DS

BSD

MLQC

Wolf's Rain

Vampire Knight

Cowboy Bebop

DRRR!

Psycho Pass

Squid Game

Stardew Valley

Stranger Things

Supernatural

The Walking Dead

Baldur's gate 3

Commissions -

Bnha fandom continuation ( second installment starting soon)

YCH Corruption piece- (1/2 finished)

Bday bnha sfw piece- (researching)

Tumblr fanfic crossover yyh x the slayers (rough draft started)

Waitlist (no longer open)

Altair (oc) x reader piece (date with a fanfic, playlist finished)

Resident evil x furry (Researching this week)

Serial killer bnha genderswap piece

Halloween monster transformation ych

PLEASE BE AWARE! I struggle with tendonitis from writing too much, commissions can take up to 3 weeks to 2 months or longer depending on your status, to be completed.