⚡️-REWRITTEN ELECEED ALTERNATE UNIVERSE-⚡️

CHAPTER 11: EVERYTHING THAT'S HAPPENED.

AUTHOR: OH MAH GUASH IDFK WHY BUT I LOVE THIS CHAPTER EVEN MORE THAN THE LAST ONE— GUYS I LOVE WRITING 😭❤️

OK SO I HOPE U LIKE THIS CUZ ITS EXTRA LONG 😳😏🫢🤭🤫 AND I PUT MY HEART 'N SOUL INTO THIS SO ANYWAY BON APPETITE? 

Note: I'm saying this as I post this chapter onto wattpad; it's one fucking am and I am so TIRED OMFG I was gonna finish my last read through before posting it but 1: I don't have time 2: I'm legit so tired rn so if you find any mistakes especially towards the end I'm sorry but I value sleep 😴 

I'll prolly come back on wattpad later for some touch ups but anyways goodnight 😭

CHAPTER 11: EVERYTHING THAT'S HAPPENED.

JIWOO'S POV:

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It was strange.

Now that I was looking back on it with a clearer head, I was starting to realize just how surreal everything was.

From powers to talking cats, to some strange elderly man who seemed just a tad bit... Unhinged.

Not to mention the tiger cat miraculously turning into a normal-sized kitten.

Honestly, I wasn't quite sure if I actually processed everything that's been happening.

When I first met Kayden and he started talking, I felt like I was going to pass out from fear!

I mean, the last time I actually considered animals being able to talk was way back when I was just a kid.

And here I am now, with an adorable grumpy plumpy talking cat, newly identified powers, and a villain on our trail!

When I think about it from a third-person perspective, it's kind of funny. All these seemingly little things completely turning my life around.

Just yesterday, I felt utterly ashamed because of my speed. Now, I'm—

well...

I wouldn't say I'm 'embracing' it quite yet.

There are still a lot of reasons for me to hate it.

I suppose I'm not angry or disheartened because of it, not right now anyway...I'm just... obscured.

I did believe what Kayden said, and that alone was a leap of faith. I don't know why I jumped it, but part of my heart concluded that maybe, I just wanted something to believe in. Something I can be hopeful about.

I wanted to change. Deep down, I wanted to reverse the effects and erase all the bad memories from my mind.

At least, outweigh it with hope.

In cases like these, I always try my hardest to look at the brighter side.

Keyword try.

In reflection of the past, there were countless times when there just wasn't anything bright to look at.

A multitude of times when my effort to hold in my tears turned out to be meaningless.

But even so, I didn't stop. There always was this tiny glimmer of hope I refused to let go of... I didn't want to give up. So, for nineteen years, I endured.