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It's been a little over a year since the catastrophic Abyssal invasion.

A year since the bearer of Malipo fell.

A year since the Pyro Dragon Sovereign was freed from his restraints and regained his original form.

A year since the newly kindled love between the two was cut short.

A year since K’uhul Ajaw has gone from the bearer of the destruction of Natlan to the pyro Archon’s most dependable subordinate.

When he wasn’t given orders from Mavuika, the dragonlord rested around the abandoned abode of his hero. Coiled around it and protecting it from the elements, determined to keep it from deteriorating. A habit he picked up to cherish whatever memento he has of his lover, including his hero’s companions. The ones he saw the most were little Kachina and ever-cheerful Mualani

But it was like any other day, when he found him. Ajaw was doing his daily patrol around the tribes, as it was his duty now to look for any sign of Abyssal corruption, when he heard a small cry

Interesting, oh, how very interesting , he thought, after all, Ajaw was as large as his sister, Apep. No one dared to show vulnerability around him except Kachina and Mualani. Focusing his gaze on the direction the noise came from, he saw a small child being beaten by who he assumed was his father.

However, what caught the dragonlord’s attention was the boy. Who was the splitting image of Kinich.

It was him.

His hero, his lover, his mate .

It had to be.

Protect. Protect. Protect.

Must protect him.

Must save him.

Must cherish him.

Ajaw moved without thinking any longer. He surged forward, snapping trees in his way, alerting the man about the presence of something very big making their way to him. His head turned to the noise and saw Ajaw’s massive form rushing toward them and let out a scream.

“Sovereign!”

But Ajaw ignored him, only focused on the boy, who trembled at his presence. He reached out a claw toward him, only for the child to flinch away. Evident fear in his pale blue eyes, making the dragon stop his advance.

Right, this isn’t my Kincih…

Ajaw released a small sigh as he lifted his head and turned to the fear stricken man, who watched the interaction with shock

 “You. Scram.”

He didn’t need anymore encouragement, bolting into the forest, not caring about the boy he abandoned behind him. Watching the bastard run, Ajaw took a deep breath to calm himself down. He would have killed him if not for how young the boy was

Returning his attention to the small child, the dragonlord willed his form to shift into a humanoid form. It was one he often wore around Kinich and the house. His skin was dark and he wore an outfit that was identical to his heroes. He had blond hair with dark green highlights and had signature glasses with a hood covering his head. But he still had draconic features; prominent fangs, large orange horns that adorned his head, and an armored black tail with a small green flame at the tip. When Ajaw opened his eyes, he found the boy staring at him. And it was the first time, dragon heard his voice

“are you… the sovereign?”

It was him. It had to be. The voice and image were the same; but if he was wrong, Ajaw wasn’t sure if he could handle it.

“What is your name, child?”

“i- i’m kinich”

Surely, this was no such coincidence, but the dragonlord needed to be certain that this was his Kinich

“Do you bear an ancient name as well?” 

“yes, i bear the name malipo…”

Ajaw couldn’t help himself anymore, he lunged forward and trapped his hero, his mate, in a tender embrace.

“I finally found you again.”

“My treasure.”

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It was a normal night for Kinich. Stream for a few hours, talk to chat, occasionally play a game (usually Minecraft). However, tonight's stream was a little different. It all started with one of his mods interrupting him as he was building yet another minecraft base

Sharkboard: Kinich! Did you try out the new game, Era of Dragons?

“Era of Dragons?” the name was unfamiliar to him, “No, what’s it about?” His chat filled with new vigor at the game

MotherDearest: OMG HE DOESNT KNOW

yaoi_my_beloved: 5/5 OPEN RPG GAME AND THE BOSSES ARE SO FINE

TurboTwirly: HOW CAN YOU NOT KNOW???

pyro_mom: you’ll probably like it

Sharkboard: KACHINA GO TO BED.

TiredAF: PLAY IT PLAY ITTTTT

ur_friendly_overlord: PLS

AphidsAreFriends: I played a little, my fav is prob capitano •////•

“It’s an open RPG? And you can romanticize the bosses?” He stared at his chat. What are you guys thinking??? “You want me to play it?”

pyro_mom: Yes

GrannyXitlali: Yes, and @AphidsAreFriends go to sleep or else I’m coming for your ass

i_climb_walls: Yea

Sharkboard: YUP

AphidsAreFriends: yea and ofc granny…

TheGinger: YES COMRADE!!! But don’t go after Xiansheng Senseu bc that’s my man

Cerberus: Neuvillete is my husband in game. Elegant, refined and hot af

“Childe? Wrio? When the fuck did you guys get here?” It wasn’t uncommon for Kinich’s fellow streamers to raid him, but for two of them to join during their personal streaming hours was definitely unusual

Cerberus: Join the VC

TheGinger: WERE BOTH IN IT

“Fine,” saving his minecraft world, Kinich exited the game and opened Discord and quickly found said call. Immediately the iconic ginger hair of Tartagli and the black hair with smoky streaks that belonged to Wriothesley appeared on screen

 “hello?”

“HELLLLLLO COMRADE!!!” 

“Hi, Kinich”

The two older streamers were always a beloved addition to Kinich’s streams. Wriothesely acted like the online father who will kick your ass in Super Smash Bros. BUT Ajax was the older brother who played more games than you but his only advantage was in game experience

“So… Era of Dragons,” that was the only reason Kinich joined, to know more about the game that threw his chat into havoc. That opened the nerdy rant from Childe with the occasional interjection from Wriothesely

“So, its a open RPG as you already know there are multiple story lines,” Ajax rambled with erratic hand motions, “each route is a different boss or love interest”

“Neuvillette is the hottest, to be honest”

“Shush, I’m talking now and you're wrong, it’s Zhongl. Anyway, depending on which boss you choose, that’s the kind of plot you’ll get”

“For example, Neuvillette is one and only Hydro Dragon Sovereign and has a stoic personality. Meaning most of the plot is by solving his problems courting him yourself. His storyline takes a lot of patience but that’s something I have,” Wriothesley smiled at being able to gush about his favorite character to many people

However, before Wrio could continue speaking, Ajax cut in, “-but Zhongli is the Geo Dragon Sovereigns, there is another geo dragon named Azdaha who is his younger brother and subordinate. His personality is less stern than Neivllete and he’s slightly more carefree. He has a habit of masquerading as a human to visit his citizens in peace, so you trigger his story line by encountering him on one of his expeditions to the common marketplace,” he started a screen share which showed a tall man dressed in a robe that looked like a garment that an emperor in ancient China would wear. He had amber eyes that paired well with his long, pitch black hair

“But, lore aside, doesn’t he look so fine?~”

Wrio and Kinich just shared a knowing look and shook their heads, Ajax was the type to simp. And when he fell, he fell hard . Kinich could have sworn that he had hearts in his eyes.

“I didn’t join this call just for you to rant about your one-sided crush on a 2-D character,” said Kinich, letting out a small sigh of amusement as he cut off Ajax. The latter making a hurt sound as Wriothesley started to crackle in the background

“ HOW DARE YOU, KINI- ” he didn’t get to finish as said streamer disconnected the call

“Well, that was… something?” he questioned as he refocused his attention to his chat

pyro_mom: yea but u should still play it

i_climb_walls: i agree with my gf

Sharkboard: ajax is soooooooooooo loud

⚔️ star’s_luck: they’re really chaotic btw kinich, you should end stream in the next few minutes

Seeing his mod’s reminder. Kinicih thanked them and swiftly bid his chat goodbye as he closed his stream. Stretching in his chair, Kinich thought about the game that took over his chat

What time is it? 

He looked at his phone which showed 10:27

I guess I can try it tonight

Three hours later, Kinich had bought the game and started a storyline. It was one of the less popular ones with the love interest being one of the Dendro Dragon Sovereigns, K'uhul Ajaw, who lived in Xiuhtecuhtli. He was disliked due to his cocky attitude and immense greed. Kinich started the storyline completely by accident, wandering into the Xiuhtecuhtli's marketplace where guards immediately seized his character and brought him to the city’s capital. 

“Become a consort?,” curiously, Kinich clicked ‘Accept’ when a shrill noise filled his head. 

Ow! what the-?

He tried to stand but couldn’t move from his chair and his head felt heavy. His vision was swimming when he saw two hands appear from his monitor. Kinich wasn’t sure if he was hallucinating or not as the hands moved closer to his face, revealing the dark skin of their arms that were covered in tattoos. He shivered at the touch of the warm skin as the hands cupped his face, holding him there for a few moments. He struggled to keep his eyes open but it was a futile effort as they fluttered shut, plunging him into comforting darkness

The being on the other side of the screen let out a low chuckle as they saw Kinich finally succumb to sleep. Lowered his arms to grab at the armrests of the chair, pulling it closer to the desk. When a small ‘thud’ was heard as the desk and chair made contact, he stopped pulling Kinich to himself. The man reached for the sleeping teen once more, grabbing and bringing him through the screen into a dragon’s arms

“You’re mine now.”

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When Kinich came to, the first thing that caught his attention was the blankets. They were soft as they glided over his body, emitting warmth as if they were the sun’s rays themselves. He sighed deeply as he snuggled deeper into the covers when his eyes shot open

Immediately, bright light assaulted his eyes causing him to blink rapidly as he sat up. This wasn’t his room. Kinich was on a giant bed that was in the center of the room with a large door adjacent to it. There was a large opened window to his left that was the source of the sunlight and allowed a calm cool breeze into the room. Reddish brown walls were all around him and covered in tapestries that showed pictures of… dragons? 

Yep. Those are dragons, thought Kinich and he felt a sinking feeling in his stomach as he recognized the one that was depicted in the most tapestries

K'uhul Ajaw

The Dendro Dragon Sovereign, who lived in the land of fire, Xiuhtecuhtli

The dragonlord that Kinich thought becoming a consort for because it would be fun

Though that’s impossible. It should be impossible. Ajaw was just a video game character. At most, a romance-able NPC

But at Kinich stared at the tapestry to the right of him, he didn’t notice the growing shadow that was coming from the window. However, what he did notice was the strong gust of wind that blew in, causing Kinich to shiver

Startled, he turned and came face to face to the Dendro Dragon Sovereign, who gave a small huff of amusement at Kinich’s face

“Hello, my dear consort”

Ajaw’s voice reverberated through the room, loud enough for the teen’s body to feel the vibrations. Kinich stared at the looming form above him, awestruck at the black face adorned with glowing green markings that matched the tips his horns

The dragonlord and human continued to start at each other, never breaking eye contact even when the dragon lowered his head to the teen’s level. Their staring contest lasted a few more moments until Kinich turned his head away, his face burning

How can he find a dragon hot?! Kinich is a human, for god’s sake! But the heat in his cheeks refused to go down, dusting his cheeks a pleasant pink

At the display, Ajaw let out a small chuckle and shifted into his humanoid form and landed right inside of the room. At the sight of the dragon’s exposed, tan body, Kinich wanted to die.

He was fit and proudly revealed his it through his clothing, which barely left anything to the imagination. His ‘shirt’ was more akin to a decorative strip of cloth that covered his shoulders and his collar bone. Hell, even his necklace covered more skin which still wasn’t much. Those two articles of clothing did almost nothing to cover the Sovereign’s upper body, showing his tattoo covered arms and his V cut abs

Ajaw smirked at Kinich, whose eyes were glued to his tattoo adorned body. His little consort appeared so innocent when he was first in this lord’s arms but now that he was awake, the dragon could see barely concealed lust behind his eyes

“Consort, my eyes are up here,” Kinich could hear the smirk in the Sovereign’s voice but ignored him. Opting to instead lower his eyes from his chest to instead where Ajaw’s hips disappeared under a white skirt, thankfully covering more than his ‘shirt’ did

Slightly miffed at his consort’s disobedience, Ajaw took a step towards him

Upon reaching Kinich, Ajaw grabbed him by the chin and forced him into looking him in the eye once again. The teen’s face went from pink to red during his admiration of this lord’s tattoo adorned body. Leaning in, the Sovereign whispered into his ear

”Naughty children get punished…”

Kinich gave an involuntary shudder as Ajaw’s breath tickled his ear

”And you, my dear consort, have been very very naughty~”

And he licked him, causing Kinich to release a shallow gasp

By the time Kinich was panting against the bed, Ajaw had slipped his hands underneath the teen’s shirt, reveling in the smooth touch. They slid over the smooth skin and kneading the two sensitive nubs with experience as Ajaw’s tongue explored every dip and rise of the teen’s collar bone. Occasionally, the dragon would suck and nip the tender flesh of Kinich’s neck, leaving dark red marks

Only after giving his nipples a particularly harsh twist and receiving a small mewl of pleasure did Ajaw withdraw himself from the teen. He sat up and licked his lips as he stared at the mess of a human under him, now holding his hips flush against his own

Kinich’s hair was a mess on the pillow and his headband slipped onto one of his eyes. His eyes were misty and half closed with undeniable lust as his mouth was stuck in a permanent ‘o’ shape, a little drool spilling out as tears threatened to spill at any moment. His cheeks and neck were dusted with an arousing pink as his shoulders relaxed for the first time in what felt like forever

His death grip on the sheets loosened and his shirt was pulled all the way up, revealing his perked nipples that were swollen from Ajaw’s administrations. The Sovereign smirked at the sight and caressed Kinich’s soft stomach with one of his large hand, which he left untouched for a purpose.

“Did my consort enjoy themselves?” purred Ajaw as he traces random shapes on the unblemished flesh with his claws. But he got no coherent response from Kinich, for the teen’s mind was too far gone in the pleasure

As he allowed a content purr to escape from his throat, Ajaw leaned in close to Kinich and placed a gentle kiss on his nose, then his cheek, then his eyelid. He continued to shower him with kisses as he spoke again

“Just say ‘you accept,’ my consort. Then I’ll give you even better pleasure”

“i- i acs” his precious consort tried to form words, but his tongue felt too heavy for his mouth. He tried again but with the same result. Over and over did Kinich try and fail, so much so that he was in the verge of tears

“You’re doing great, just a little more,” Ajaw kissed away the tears, giving gentle encouragement that was so unheard of from the dragonlord. His hand was still firmly gripping Kinich’s hip, while the other gently pressed just above his naval

”i… i ac-acsept…” at his words, the spot underneath Ajaw’s hand glowed. It got brighter and brighter until it was so bright that Kinich closed his eyes. But Ajaw didn’t, in fact, he even smiled at the Dendro chest on Kinich’s body which pulsed with a soft green light

“You’re mine forever.”

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Standing on the edge of the building was a singular teen, taking in the cityscape of lights around him.  He was dressed in a black hoodie with slits in the back along with sweatpants with dark green highlights and two hightech bracelets on. His earpiece was jammed cutting him off from Father. He continued to watch the moving cars below him and took in a breath of crisp, cold night air. He could hear the people nearing the door to the roof but didn’t make any movement to escape

The slight creaking from the door was his only warning before it was kicked open. Around twenty men filed out from the small hallway, equipped with sniper rifles that were trained on the teen’s back. They shuffled around until they cut off all his ways of escape except jumping off the building.

“Well, well, well~ If it isn’t Turnfire, my runaway favorite,” as the sound of clicking metal against concrete reached his ears, so did the shuffling of the soldiers allowing the woman past. Turnfire raised his head and turned around to face her

It was her . The living proof of his stolen childhood. That cursed woman was dressed in a white suit with a long crimson coat around her shoulders but her outfit didn’t completely cover the metal that was embedded into her neck. However, that wasn’t the most repulsive thing about her, for that honor belonged to her hair that mocked Father’s friend’s death. Crucabena, the former owner of the House of the Hearth, or better known as the defector who stole him and his sisters away from Father for murdering Clervie wasn’t enough.

“Crucabena.” his voice unchanging, as he stared at the woman who sold him him to HYDRA as an experiment in return for his sisters’ safety

“Now, Now~ Don't be like that, Turnfire,” her voice, playful as much as it was coated in venom, “Don’t you want to help your sisters, poor, little Kachina and oh, so strong Mualani? After rall, it was only you who managed to escape~”

He stayed silent, but Crucabena saw his hands ball up into fists

“Oh, they’re still alive. Just barely,” she smiled a sickening grin, “because I know that you’ll do whatever I ask if it involves them. You were always a lovely child. And an even better pawn to use”

“What do you want, Crucabena.”

“Infiltrate into the Avengers tower under the Stark scholarship”

The teen’s eyes grew wide, “You're insane.”

“Oh, please Turnfire. You think I can’t find out that the top three students from your school get a scholarship to the Tower? I know everything about you,” Crucabena’s grin just got wider, but she turned to leave. Walking toward the door, she suddenly called out again, “Oh and be a dear Turnfire? Do tell Peruere about this conversation”

The soldiers followed the woman back down the stairs, leaving the vigilant alone on the roof. A few minutes passed when his earpiece sputtered back to life and a different woman’s voice came through, “Kinich, can you hear me?”

“Yes, Father.”

“What happened? A jammer cut off my tracking of you and I sent the twins to look for you”

“I’m alright, Father, however…”

“Tell me, child”

“...I was contacted by Mother. ”

Father went silent when Kinich mentioned her.

“Father?”

“I’m here, return to the House of the Heart. I will listen to your report there, there’s too many ears where you are”

“Yes, Father.,” as the connection cut off, Kinich sighed and looked over his shoulder to the eavesdropper. He was slightly caught off guard when he recognized them but not completely surprised, afterall who in Queens, New York didn’t know Spiderman? 

It will be best if I avoid a conflict here thought Kinich and he faced forward again

“Ajaw,” immediately a pair of black wings sprouted from his back and gave a mighty flap that propelled him into the air, leaving the hero behind him as Kinich soared into the sky

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Kinich Malipo was just a regular everyday teenager who had an internship with Minosoft. Aside from surviving an abusive father as well as a mother who abandoned him. But that didn’t matter.

He was normal.

Yeah right…

He was far from normal.

Kinich knew that. After all, not a lot of teenagers remember their past lives in a completely different world. Maybe some snippets that they could say were from a dream but not Kinich

He remember everything. His friends, his home, his abusive family, and his love. but they were gone

Kinich sighed as he realized he zoned out again. He looked around train car 3707 of train no. 3434 once again in boredom

That man is still looks moody as hell…

That woman is working on her laptop…

That guy lives near me and is an asshole…

Nothing changed but what did he expect? They haven’t reach any station yet and it was only regular boring 6:55 pm of any normal day

Until a man gave a sinister chuckle and brought out a crudely made bomb. His fellow passengers erupted into chaos, trying to put as much distance as they could in between them and the man

The only ones who didn’t move were Kinich and the overly grumpy man he saw earlier. Kinich himself was already on the far side of the bus and like hell he would give up his seat but the man was an entirely different story

He stepped toward the terrorist with an icy resolve and pulled at a nearby stanchion. And pulled it right out of the bus.

What in the Archons’ name is that kind of strength?!

As all the passengers stared at the two men, a loud audible ‘tick’ went through the entire bus and a blue semitransparent game-like screen appeared in front of Kinich

[The free service period of the planetary system no. 8612 has concluded.]

[Main Scenario has begun.]

Kinich stared in disbelief at the screen in front of him. He read video game-like webtoons and novels for a slim hope to go home but never thought that this world would be like those stories. As he thought, more screens appeared, one after the other

[Channel #B-7623 has opened.]

[Constellations are entering.]

[An extremely small number of Constellations are getting interested in Incarnation 'Choi Han-Gyu'.]

The entire train car became silent as Kinich’s fellow passengers stared at their own screens. Kinich could have sworn that he could hear them think.

[Welcome, everyone. Nice to meet you.]

Every head turned towards the voice which came from a white ball of fluff?

It’s a dokkaebi,  his brain helpfully supplies

[It's getting tiring to make the same introduction over and over again, but… anyway, this situation isn't a movie shoot nor is it a terror incident—Huh?]

Its red eyes widened as it took in the sight beneath him. He stared directly at the man and who Kinich assumed was Choi Han-Gyu.

[What's this? Hahahaha! Dear Constellations, please take a look over here! The scenarios haven't even begun yet, but something entertaining is already underway!]

A sinister grin appeared on his face as he delighted at prospect of a fight. The dokkaebi stifled its laughter as he continued to speak and a new screen appeared

[I'm looking forward to this particular car. I hope that you'll all give us an entertaining show.]

And the dokkaebi disappeared in a flash’s of light

[Main Scenario has arrived.]

<Main Scenario #1 – Proof of Worth>

Type: Main

Difficulty: F

Clear condition: Please kill one or more lifeforms.

Time limit: 30 minutes

Reward: 300 Coins

Failure: Death

As soon as the dokkaebi was gone, the man with the stanchion brought it down on Choi Han-Gyu.

[Incarnation 'Yoo Joonghyuk' has achieved the feat of 'first murder'!]

The entire train car immediately began screaming, “Murderer! He’s a murderer!” However, they only had two reactions; either run and hope or murder and save yourself. This  'Yoo Joonghyuk' was in the latter category, cutting down anyone who got close to him and going after others. Unlike Kinich, who was neither and just covered his ears unfazed

Too loud…

Death is natural for warriors of Natlan, a side effect of residing in the nation of war. He himself had taken countless lives on the order of Mavuika. But that wasn’t the current him.

But it could be you…

As a man reached for his neck, Kinich’s head snapped up as if he was possessed and grabbed the outstretched hand.

“Hey kid, it’s nothing personal. I just got to survive,” said the man, failing in persuading Kinich into allowing him to kill him. He then flashed a wicked grin, as if he was God saving a pitiful sinner.

An all too familiar tactic to Kinich.

It was the same one his father would use on his mother and him to pay his debts.

Sell his son as a punching bag and his wife as a prostitute.

Do anything you can to survive, no matter the cost.

Kinich learned that lesson the hard way.

He absolutely refuses to be used again.

And Kinich twisted the man’s wrist until a loud ‘pop’ was heard causing him to scream in pain. Passengers moved away from him as Kinich stood from his seat and pulled the man until he was eye level with him

[A small number of Constellations are looking at Incarnation 'Kinich Malipo' with interest.]

“Wrong target, asshole,” hissed Kinich as he punched the man’s throat with his free hand, crushing his larynx. The passengers cowering near him gave small shrieks of terror before shuffling away but that didn’t save them from Yoo Joonghyuk

The man tried to scream but no sound escaped his throat as he fell to his knees. He spasmed for a few more moments before falling to his side, no longer breathing

As Kinich watched the man die, three new screens appeared in front of him

[You Have Killed a Living Being.]

[100 Coins Have Been Obtained as an Additional Reward]

[You Have Obtained Coins. Do You Want to Check the Coin Usage Tutorial?]

“No.”

Not yet, I’m not safe yet

[You Have Killed a Total of 1 Living Being.]

<Kill History: 1 Human>

[You Have Obtained 400 Coins.]

[100 Coins Have Been Deducted For The Channel Usage Fee]

Looking up from the dead body, Kinich turned to see the train car had caught on fire during the time he took to kill him and that Yoo Joonghyuk was staring at him. Everyone else dead and bleeding on the floor

“You…” he said

Kinich just tilted his head in acknowledgment at being address but Joonghyuk didn’t continue speaking

They stared at each other as the scenario ended. One covered in corrupting blood and the other looking innocent and clean, but both were murderers

[Main Scenario #1 – Proof of Worth has ended.]

<Survivors of Bulgwang Train 3434, Carriage 3707: Total 2 people>

<Survivors: Yoo Joonghyuk, Kinich Malipo>

[Wow… Incredible.]

The duo whipped their heads to face the dokkaebi who reappeared in a shimmer of light, like a mirage in the desert

[Only two of you? I thought there would be more…]

The dokkaebi looked thought for only a moment, then he turned to the side of the subway and talked to the air

[Thank you for watching my channel, Constellations! An amazing 21 of you! How fortune for me tha-]

“Will you release us now?” interrupted Kinich with a deadpan voice, as if he didn’t kill a man just a few minutes prior. Shocking the dokkaebi and causing Yoo Joonghyuk to quick his eyebrows in surprise

The dokkaebi looked like he was about to reprimand Kinich when all three noticed a new light appear above the dokkaebi’s head

[…seems like a constellation likes your snark. So I will generously spare you. If you wish to live feel free to use the train door. That is if you think you can survive.]

Kinich had noticed the enormous serpents outside and knew that leaving was a death sentence, so he bit his tongue. In his old world, he could have probably taken one down by himself but with his love? Hell, even the amount outside would be easy

Clearly in a better mode with the increase of lights, the dokkaebi continued to speak

[Now now, shouldn’t you get some rewards for overcoming your first scenario?]

[For the first scenario’s reward, you get the opportunity to receive the sponsorship of 'Constellations'. Exciting isn’t it?]

Kinich and Yoo Joonghyuk both just stared at the dokkaebi with no intention to answer him

After a few moments passed the dokkaebi just snapped his fingers and a new screen appeared in front of each of them

<Sponsor Selection>

– Please select your sponsor.

– The backer you choose will become your trusty sponsor.

1. Goddess of Vengeance and Balance

2. The One Equal to the Headband’s Prisoner

3. Teyvat

A singular word.

No fancy adjectives to showcase their power.

Just one word.

But that’s all Kinich needs.

[Constellation, 'The Sovereign Fire Fueled By Wisdom', is pleased at your decision]

[900 coins have been sponsored]