I wake up in my Minecraft themed bed covered in sweat. That felt like the worst dream I ever had. I crawl out of bed and look at my clock. 10 am. I'm late. I run to my computer and log onto Discord. I see no new messages. Odd. I'm usually swarmed with messages.
In fact, my bed feels odd. My entire room feels odd. Then, I remember the words of who I assume to be Childe. I must be stuck in some form of alternate reality.
I search online anything about my life, but nothing is there. It's like I never existed, but if what Childe said was true, this isn't the life as I've known it. It was then that I remembered something about my past life. I looked up Fortnite Master and saw that someone named Ninja Belvins was the current title holder. So, I am in a different reality.
I said and pondered on what to do. Maybe that Jungkook guy can help. I pulled out the flyer that I kept from the past life and saw that it was set to happen in Madison Square Garden on the 11th of November.
Doing a quick search, I was relieved to see that despite a new reality, the concert hasn't changed. Now, how was I supposed to get in contact with him? He did say he was a Genshin Lamepact player.
I tried searching him up that way but the search autocorrect to Genshine Crappact. Hm, that must be what it's called in this reality. I decided that I should try to contact him through the game.
After downloading the game, I search high and low for Jungkook. I talked to every other player and even went onto message boards, but it's like this guy never existed.
It was then that I heard a knock on my door.
"Hey, did you remember to buy more toothpaste?" a familiar voice asked.
I'm supposed to be living in an apartment by myself. So who just knocked?
I open the door to see Jungkook standing in the doorway.
"Hey, what's with the look, roomie? I live here you know."
I realized that I was looking at him like he was a ghost, but here he was. My actual roommate.
I pull him into my room as fast as I can.
"Woah woah woah, that kiss was a one time thing and even then we both agreed that it was too soon." he stuttered as I sat down.
"Who is Childe?" I asked him.
"Who?"
"Childe. The one from the State Department." I asked again.
"Dude, I just work at Zaxby's. Why would I know anyone from the State Department?" he said in a worried tone.
I put my hands on my head. None of this was making sense.
