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Once he was done hugging his mother. Linri went back to his seat.

His mother was looking at


Linri with eyes demanding an explanation. As long as you weren't blind anyone could see that
Linri was shaken up by something so as his mother Lyra was obviously worried.

"I saw a nightmare... I don't remember what I saw but I remember it being scary. It felt like I
lost my family forever and there was nothing I could do about it"

The best liars knew that the best way to tell a lie was to add truth into the lie and being as
vague as possible, letting them fill in the blanks on their own. Nobody would admit to it but to
be a successful member of the current society, you have to learn how to tell a good lie. Linri
was no exception. Maybe he was a little better than the most because of his upbringing.

Linri's father in real life was a special forces police unit so he grew up being constantly
interrogated by his own father. Because of that, he found easy to lie to others. In his eyes, if
he could deceive his father who was trained to see through lies there were not many people
who could see through Linri. Wait, were special force police squads even trained in telling
apart lies? Well, it didn't matter. He was confident in his own ability to lie and that was about
it.

Even in this case, Linri didn't exactly lie. Everything he said was truth aside from the part
where he didn't remember anything about the nightmare but no one would focus on the first
sentence in conversations so it was always better to start with a lie and end with the truth if
you want to deceive someone.

When he was thinking all this, Lyra mistook it with him still feeling down; so this time it was
her who came and hugged Linri.

"Don't worry sweetie. We are not going anywhere... No matter what happens we will always
be together."

Hearing those words for some reason Linri started to feel better. Her voice had a calming
effect on him and for a minute there he actually believed that they would never break apart.

After an awkward breakfast on Linri's part, he quickly went back to his room. He started to
evaluate his situation and what he knew.

First of all, he was trapped in the body of his RP character and he was forced to live his life.
This was going to be hell because no one knew it better than him what kind of life Linri will
lead since he was the one who actually wrote it. When he thought about it, that was kind of an
embarrassing story. When he created Linri Max had just started to get into the world of online
role-playing. So Linri's story was extremely edgy, just because Max wanted to feel cool. It
was kind of funny now that Max thought about it. After all at first Linri had started as some
kind of naive chosen one and then well, it was better to not go there.

Secondly, there was someone that instigated this event. He wasn't sure who it was but Max
remembered Linri saying 'his' in the conversations as if this 'his' person was someone
extremely important. Almost as if he couldn't do it if not for his help. Well, that kinda makes
sense I suppose.
Thirdly, this was a complete world. In other words, anything he didn't specify in his backstory
was something he didn't know about. For an example he didn't even need to go far, it was
Linri's mother. He didn't write anything about her except for some simple stuff but she was
here. So he couldn't completely trust his knowledge about Linri's background as anything
vaguely mentioned might be completely different from what he intended.

Lastly 'Linri' told him that they were going to be the ones to toy with them. 'They' as in the RP
characters and 'them' being the players. What he could infer from this was the fact that he was
probably not the only one that came here which was a relief and there was a high possibility
that this time it was gonna be the characters that were going to write the story. So if they were
to control them their lives would be 10 times harder and his knowledge about the future might
be obsolete since 'Linri' might change how things go. Still, Max wondered how would that
even work in the first place. I mean do they just type in sentences and they would become
reality or was there a certain criterion that they needed to fulfil first before being able to
interfere with their lives. I mean Max never even knew Linri existed before today so how
could he dictate his life let alone be his god.

Now that he had sorted out his thoughts and gained some more understanding about his
situation Linri wanted to try using his powers. After all, this world was based on the
Autumnfall RP club and the setting of the club was a high school for teenagers with
superpowers like that one comic book. The catch was, to have diversity in the club, no two
people could have the same power but there could be similar powers. For example, there
might be Wind based power one of which was focused on manipulating the wind while the
other one was a classic wind mage. The important part was the concept and abilities were only
second in the hierarchy.

The concept of Linri's power was the Stones of Day&Night. In the day he had the power to
bend any and all kind of fire to his will but at night his power would turn him into a
cryomage. In other words, Linri had seized two elemental power seats. This was one of the
perks of being some of the first ones to create a character. After all elemental powers allowed
them to have more creativity and had more room for development.

Still, his powers weren't without any weaknesses either. For example, in the day he could
manipulate fire but he couldn't create it so he needed an external fire source. That doesn't
mean his power wasn't broken though. When he first created power there was one line that the
admins had failed to notice. He could manipulate 'any and all fire'. If you haven't caught on to
it yet he could also control other people's flames. So when the admins noticed, it was too late.
Because it was in the middle of a boss fight who was a fire elemental so during fight admins
had to forcefully throw him out of the area and also banned him from rejoining the fight.
Though it was too late as the boss was in its last HP by then. Yeah, Linri might talk bad about
the admins here and there but all in all, they were fair in their actions. Yes, his powers were
broken but it was not his fault, it was theirs. So even though he was kicked out from the boss
fight they didn't negate the damage he dealt.

Following that event, they didn't force Max to edit his power though because they didn't need
to. There was a power progression system called evolution. It was kinda self-explanatory. So
if Max wanted to evolve Linri's power he had to readjust his fire manipulation to only affect
non-magic created fire or he would have to stay weak with a power broken only on certain
occasions.
To try his powers Linri needed a fire source and since this house had the same layout with his
old one Linri checked his desk for a lighter. He usually had one on his desk because he started
to smoke cigarettes when he was 18. Still, he couldn't find any lighter on his desk so he went
downstairs and got one from the kitchen. Then, with a palpating heart, he lit it trying to
manipulate the fire. He concentrated on it but it didn't seem to be doing anything.

Once he found out that he had no powers yet Linri was not disappointed. At least this was still
in his expectations. You see, this was also in the background he wrote for Linri. He was born
with no powers and he had, later on, gained them from Togk deities. In this world, the Togks
were the equivalent of Aztecs.

This also helped Linri realise when he was. He was currently younger than 15 years old since
that was when Linri the RP character had met the Togk deities. So he had to quickly find a
way to recreate that event where Linri met them. Then again, he was not in a hurry yet as he
was sure things would still go the same way they did in the background he wrote. Granted, he
did not change the course of history of course. Right now he was in urgent need of some kind
of self-protection but if he was too hasty that could spell some deviation from what he wrote
so he had to be patient.

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