[Role requirement,] Echo warns. [Sanity Level: 97%]
Maybe I can ignore it. I mean, it’s just an obnoxious, constant pressure in my head. An itch that’s getting worse and worse the more I don’t scratch it. A mental white noise that’s progressively hissing out all other thoughts.
[Role requirement. Sanity Level: 96%]
But that doesn’t mean I have to, right? I still have free will. I’m still my own man!
Well, not technically speaking, but…
[Rol...
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[Attunement complete.]
I jolt awake. It’s night, but nothing around me feels familiar. There’re books along the wall, and wood beams in the ceiling, and I’m on a desk filled with candles and ink and broken glass, and—
—And I’m seeing all these things at once.
Oh.
Yeah.
The events of the last day come crashing back into me, punctuated with a distinct sting of homesickness. It all feels like a waking dream. Wild events that are happening to a different ...
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Moonlight spills from a frosted window, providing the only light Noli and I have to work by, as Trenevalt sleeps in the next room over. I imagine him explaining all the tasks he expects us to perform once we have proper bodies is extremely exhausting for someone who typically only concerns himself with how his eggs are prepared on any given day: soft boiled, if you were wondering.
“There’s got to be a way to make him understand us,” Noli signs, despite having already proven hersel...
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Level? Hit points? What is all this—some kind of video game? And what the fuck is a homunculus?
A shadow looms over me, and my vision swims as the shapes curve across my field of view in a disorienting manner. I feel nauseous, but I can’t blink, or turn away, or even shut my vision off. A tawny face, bearded and gnarled, stretches before me—but behind me I can see the contents of a wooden work bench, and above me arcs the thatched roof of a cottage, while below is a distinct grain...
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Oh fuck. Oh fuck fuck fuck!
You sure like that word, the star observes.
This isn’t real. Those voices weren’t actually my coworkers. This has got to be some kind of dream. Some drug-induced delusion. The pressure—that’s it! The pressure from starring in my first gig got to me, and I snapped.
Because I can’t actually be dead. I’m not even thirty. I never found my soulmate. I never got to see India or the Eiffel Tower or the inside of the Playboy ...
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“Kanin! You’re on set in ten.”
Shit. I scarf down the last lump of half-frozen burrito, and it slides down my throat in a spiteful ball of cold rice and processed cheese. At least the next scene involves a lot of grimacing. I toss the wrapper away, and it bounces off the rim of the trashcan.
So, it’s going to be one of those days, huh?
I make the basket on my second shot, then snatch my script from atop the microwave and jog toward the main set. As I go, I flip throu...
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Well, it's officially happening. I have a cover and Patreon and everything! Thank you for joining me here to read my stories, starting with Glass Kanin, which will be the first book in the NPSeeds Saga. Thank you for joining, and don't forget to stop by the Discord to say hi!
You can check out my amazing cover artist here: https://www.artstation.com/marcusagm
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