I CHOSE THE MONSTER FIRST
Episode 1
The evening had already started dissolving into rain.
Not the loud kind—
just a soft, steady drizzle that blurred headlights and turned the world into something distant… like a memory you couldn’t quite hold.
Inside the car, it was warm.
Too warm.
Rin Hart(MCs friend/mc2)
I’m telling you, if I end up in that novel somehow, I’m going straight for Adrian Voss.
He said, grinning, one hand loosely on the wheel.
Rin Hart(MCs friend/mc2)
“Rich, powerful, cold… I’ll fix him. Or at least make him fall for me.”
Lian laughed softly from the passenger seat, resting his head against the window.
Both best friend were talking about a novel they read last night..
Lian Everen ( Mc)
You? Fix him? You’d cry in ten minutes.
Rin Hart(MCs friend/mc2)
Excuse me ?
Rin Hart(MCs friend/mc2)
I am emotionally strong.
Lian Everen ( Mc)
You cried because your noodles fell last week. * laugh*
Rin Hart(MCs friend/mc2)
That was tragic. Don’t change the topic.
Lian’s laughter filled the car—light, easy, the kind that made everything feel okay even when it wasn’t.
Outside, the rain thickened.
Streetlights stretched into golden streaks across the glass.
Rin glanced at him for a second .
Rin Hart(MCs friend/mc2)
What about you then ?
Lian Everen ( Mc)
What about me?
Rin Hart(MCs friend/mc2)
If you had to choose.
The car moved forward, tires hissing softly against the wet road.
Lian’s fingers traced absent patterns on the fogged window.
Lian Everen ( Mc)
…I’d choose Cassian Volkov.
The name sat heavy in the air.
Rin Hart(MCs friend/mc2)
You're joking?
Rin Hart(MCs friend/mc2)
Lian, he’s literally insane. He kills people.
Lian turned slightly, his expression soft… but something deeper flickered beneath it.
Lian Everen ( Mc)
He wasn’t always like that.
Rin Hart(MCs friend/mc2)
That doesn’t make it better.
Lian Everen ( Mc)
It makes it lonely.
Rin scoffed, shaking his head.
Rin Hart(MCs friend/mc2)
You and your ‘I can fix broken men’ obsession.
Lian Everen ( Mc)
Not fix .
Rin Hart(MCs friend/mc2)
Then what?.
For a moment, neither of them spoke.
Just the rain.
Just the road stretching ahead.
Just something quiet… settling between them.
Then—
A sharp flash of white light.
Too close.
Too sudden.
Rin Hart(MCs friend/mc2)
Lian _
A horn screamed.
Time slowed—cruelly, impossibly.
The world tilted.
Metal crashed.
Glass shattered into a thousand burning stars.
The impact threw everything forward—breath, body, thought—gone in a violent second that refused to end.
Lian couldn’t hear anything.
Couldn’t feel anything.
Just—
Darkness pressing in from all sides.
His fingers twitched weakly against something warm.
A broken breath answered.
Rin Hart(MCs friend/mc2)
I'm here......
Their hands found each other blindly.
Gripping.
Tight.
Desperate.
As if holding on could undo what had already happened.
Rain seeped through shattered glass.
Cold.
Unforgiving.
Rin Hart(MCs friend/mc2)
I think....
Rin’s voice trembled, softer than Lian had ever heard it.
Rin Hart(MCs friend/mc2)
This is bad ......
Lian tried to laugh.
It came out as a fragile, uneven breath.
Lian Everen ( Mc)
Yeah… idiot… I noticed…
Rin huffed weakly.
Even now.
Even like this.
Their grip tightened.
Fingers trembling.
Slipping.
Rin Hart(MCs friend/mc2)
Hey...
Rin whispered, panic finally breaking through.
Rin Hart(MCs friend/mc2)
Don't let go , okay
Lian’s eyes felt heavy.
Too heavy.
Lian Everen ( Mc)
I won't....
Because their hands were already losing strength.
Already slipping.
Already—
Gone.
The rain kept falling.
The world kept moving.
And somewhere between one heartbeat and the next—
Two lives ended.
…only to begin again somewhere else. 🌙
Episode 2
The first thing Lian feels… is breath.
Like he had been drowning—and someone dragged him back without asking if he wanted to return.
He inhales—
Too fast.
Too deep.
His chest aches.
His eyes snap open.
Soft, golden light spills across his vision, blurring everything for a moment. The ceiling above him is unfamiliar—ornate, detailed, something out of a place that doesn’t belong to him.
His fingers clutch the sheets beneath him.
Not rough.
Not soaked.
Not broken.
Lian Everen ( Mc)
What?...
His voice comes out weak, barely more than air.
His body feels… fine.
No pain.
No blood.
No glass cutting into his skin.
Nothing.
The memory hits.
Rain.
Headlights.
Rin’s voice.
Rin Hart(MCs friend/mc2)
Lian.....
He jolts upright.
A sharp breath tears from his throat as his eyes widen, panic flooding in all at once.
His voice echoes too loudly in the quiet room.
Too real.
Too alive.
He looks down at himself.
Different clothes.
Different hands.
No injuries.
No sign that anything ever happened.
His heartbeat quickens.
This isn’t right.
This isn’t possible.
His gaze slowly lifts again—taking in the room.
Velvet curtains.
Polished furniture.
Soft golden tones.
And then—
Recognition.
A quiet, horrifying kind.
Lian Everen ( Mc)
I’ve… seen this…
His voice trembles.
Not in real life.
In pages.
In ink.
In a story he thought ended when he closed the book.
Lian Everen ( Mc)
We died ....
The words fall out softly.
Too softly for how heavy they feel.
And then—
A knock.
Lian freezes.
A maid’s voice.
Gentle. Normal.
Like nothing is wrong.
But everything is wrong.
Far from him—
In another room, another part of this unfamiliar world—
Someone else wakes.
Rin Hart(MCs friend/mc2)
Ugh...
He groans, turning his head slightly into something soft.
Too soft.
He frowns.
Rin Hart(MCs friend/mc2)
…since when is my bed this comfortable
His voice is hoarse.
Sleepy.
Careless.
Then he pauses.
Rin Hart(MCs friend/mc2)
Wait..
His eyes open properly this time.
This is not his room.
The ceiling is different. The walls. The light. Everything feels too clean. Too quiet.
Too wrong.
He sits up suddenly.
Rin Hart(MCs friend/mc2)
Where the hell...
His voice cuts off as he looks down at himself.
Different clothes.
No bruises.
No pain.
His breathing slows.
Just for a second.
Before everything crashes back.
Rain.
The road.
Lian.
His expression changes.
Rin Hart(MCs friend/mc2)
Lian _
No answer.
Of course there’s no answer.
Panic flickers—but he swallows it.
Hard.
Rin Hart(MCs friend/mc2)
No… no no no…
He runs a hand through his hair, breathing uneven.
Rin Hart(MCs friend/mc2)
This isn’t funny.
Silence answers him.
Then—
Something shifts in his mind.
A memory that doesn’t belong to this moment… but fits too well.
A novel.
Characters.
A world they joked about.
His eyes widen.
Rin Hart(MCs friend/mc2)
.....you’ve got to be kidding me.
He laughs.
Once.
Dry.
Disbelieving.
Rin Hart(MCs friend/mc2)
Out of all places…?
His hands clench into fists.
Rin Hart(MCs friend/mc2)
Seriously ?
Because he knows.
Deep down, in the pit of his chest—
This isn’t a dream.
And if he’s here…
Then—
Rin Hart(MCs friend/mc2)
Lian better be here too…
His voice drops.
Quieter.
Almost a plea.
Back in his room—
Lian sits frozen on the bed.
Alive.
Breathing.
Trapped in a story that already has an ending.
And somewhere in this same world—
The person he lost…
Is breathing too.
Neither of them knows where the other is.
Not yet.
But something invisible—
Something fragile—
Still ties them together.
A bond that even death couldn’t break.
And now—
In a world that was never theirs—
They’ll have to find each other again.
Before the story finds them first. 🌙
Episode 3
That realization shouldn’t have come gently.
It should’ve broken him.
Morning settles quietly over the room, pale light slipping through the curtains like nothing in the world has changed.
But everything has.
Lian sits at the edge of the bed, fingers curled into the sheets, his mind running in circles that refuse to stop.
This isn’t real.
This can’t be real.
And yet—
Everything feels too solid to be a dream.
A knock breaks the silence.
maid
Sir, it’s time to wake up.
The same maid’s voice.
Polite. Distant.
Not warm.
Lian hesitates… then answers softly,
Lian Everen ( Mc)
.... I'm awake.
The door opens just enough for her to step in, head slightly lowered—not out of respect..
But habit.
She doesn’t look at him properly.
Doesn’t greet him.
Just places a tray of food on the table beside the bed.
Plain. Simple. Almost careless.
She says flatly.
No smile.
No warmth.
And then she turns to leave.
The word slips out before he can stop it.
She pauses, glancing back with mild annoyance.
Lian swallows.
Something feels wrong.
Not just the place—the way he’s being treated.
Like he’s… not important.
Like he doesn’t belong here.
Lian Everen ( Mc)
Where am I? * ask quietly*
The maid blinks.
Once.
Twice.
Then frowns.
maid
...The Everen estate, sir.
The name hits him like a quiet thunder.
His breath catches.
Lian Everen ( Mc)
Everen ...
The maid’s expression shifts—confused now.
maid
..are you feeling unwell?
But Lian isn’t listening anymore.
Because something in his mind just… clicked.
Everen.
That name wasn’t unfamiliar.
It was buried somewhere in the story.
Not important enough to remember at first—
But now…
It rushes back.
Fragments. Scenes. Lines he once skimmed over.
A family.
A powerful household.
And within it—
A boy.
Not the main character.
Not the one the story cared about.
Just someone who existed quietly in the background.
The step-brother.
Lian’s fingers tighten slowly.
That boy was—
Ignored.
Overlooked.
Treated like he didn’t belong.
He remembers now.
How the servants barely acknowledged him.
How the family never defended him.
How he faded into the walls of his own home.
A character so insignificant…
He didn’t even get a proper ending.
Lian’s lips part slightly.
The maid sighs, clearly losing patience.
maid
If there’s nothing else, I’ll take my leave.
She doesn’t wait for permission this time.
The door closes.
Silence returns.
Heavy.
Unforgiving.
Lian slowly stands.
His legs feel steady—but his thoughts don’t.
He walks toward the mirror.
Each step feels louder than it should.
Because the face staring back at him…
Isn’t his.
Softer features.
Different eyes.
A stranger wearing his expression.
His breath trembles.
Lian Everen ( Mc)
This is...
Recognition settles in fully now.
Cold.
Clear.
Unavoidable.
Lian Everen ( Mc)
I'm.....him.
Not the hero.
Not someone important.
Just the forgotten step-brother.
A character no one saved.
Lian lets out a quiet, shaky laugh.
It’s not bitter.
Not angry.
Just… soft.
Lian Everen ( Mc)
…of course I am
Because if this world follows the story—
Then his role is simple.
Stay quiet.
Stay out of the way.
Disappear.
That’s what was written for him.
But Lian looks at his reflection again—
Really looks this time.
And something in his chest… shifts.
Lian Everen ( Mc)
...I don’t think I can do that.
Because this time—
He remembers everything.
And this time—
He won’t live a life that ends without anyone noticing.
Even if it means standing in places he was never meant to be.
Even if it means—
Walking straight toward the villain.
On the other side of the same world—
under a different ceiling, in a different life—
Rin stands frozen in front of a mirror.
The room is brighter than Lian’s.
Neater. Simpler.
A student’s space.
Books stacked carefully. Notes scattered across a desk. A life built on effort… not comfort.
Rin stares at his reflection.
Rin Hart(MCs friend/mc2)
Okay..
Rin Hart(MCs friend/mc2)
this is not my face.
His fingers touch his cheek, then his hair—soft, slightly longer than usual, falling into his eyes.
His expression shifts between confusion… and something dangerously close to panic.
Rin Hart(MCs friend/mc2)
This is not funny
But no one laughs.
His chest rises and falls unevenly.
Rin Hart(MCs friend/mc2)
Think...... just think
And then—
Like a cruel joke finally revealing itself—
It hits.
A memory that isn’t his… but fits too perfectly.
A character.
A side character.
A college student.
Hardworking. Quiet. Always trying.
Always just… not enough.
Rin Hart(MCs friend/mc2)
…no way…
He remembers now.
The long nights that character spent studying.
The part-time jobs.
The quiet determination to reach one place—
Rin lets out a small, disbelieving laugh.
Rin Hart(MCs friend/mc2)
you’ve got to be kidding me…
Because it doesn’t stop there.
He remembers something worse.
Something heavier.
A feeling.
Unreturned.
Rin Hart(MCs friend/mc2)
oh no…
His hand slowly drops from the mirror.
Rin Hart(MCs friend/mc2)
That guy…
The male lead.
Cold. Untouchable. Perfect.
-: Adrian Voss.
Rin swallows.
Hard.
Rin Hart(MCs friend/mc2)
…he liked him.
Not just liked.
Loved.
Silently. Stupidly. Completely.
And for what?
For stolen glances that were never returned.
For moments that meant everything to him… and nothing to the other.
Rin Hart(MCs friend/mc2)
…and he still chose the main character.
Rin Hart(MCs friend/mc2)
Of course he did.
That’s how the story went.
No hesitation.
No second thought.
Not even a glance back.
The character Rin now is…
Was—
Just a passing shadow.
Someone who tried so hard…
Only to be ignored like he never existed.
Rin Hart(MCs friend/mc2)
Wow
Rin exhales slowly, running a hand through his hair.
Rin Hart(MCs friend/mc2)
Great
Rin Hart(MCs friend/mc2)
So you chose the villain…
His voice softens slightly.
Rin Hart(MCs friend/mc2)
…and I got stuck loving someone who doesn’t even look my way.
Silence settles around him.
But then—
Something flickers.
Not sadness.
Not completely.
Something sharper.
Rin looks at his reflection again.
Really looks.
Rin Hart(MCs friend/mc2)
Nahh
His lips curl slightly.
Not into a smile—
But something close.
Rin Hart(MCs friend/mc2)
I’m not doing that.
Because he remembers how it ends.
Loneliness.
Regret.
Nothing.
And Rin?
Rin was never good at staying quiet.
Never good at accepting things as they are.
Rin Hart(MCs friend/mc2)
If he doesn’t look at me…
He tilts his head slightly.
Rin Hart(MCs friend/mc2)
…then I’ll make him.
Not gently.
Not patiently.
Because Rin doesn’t love quietly.
And this time—
He’s not going to stand in the background of someone else’s story.
Not when he finally has a chance to rewrite it.
Somewhere in this same world—
Lian is stepping toward the villain.
And Rin?
Rin is about to walk straight into the path of a man who doesn’t believe in love…
And make him feel it anyway.
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