Rewriting His Destiny

01|| A Hindering Desire

"I can't believe you are dead again! What are you? A sunfish?" Annoyed, I threw off the phone, and it fell on the bed slightly farther back. The creepy background music on my phone kept playing, indicating that I had failed to beat the game yet again.

I have listened to that soundtrack so many times in a couple of days that it made my stomach bend each time I heard it in the present.

"Maze of Death," a game that revolved around a school that had ghosts, evil spirits, urban legends, mystery, and deaths in each part that unfolded along the way.

I had recently started playing it as a beta tester.

At first, I refused to play it because even if I loved the paranormal genre and had read a ton of books on that topic, my life was already a mess with my extra hours of office work to impress my boss and then doing house chores.

My friend who was working for a startup game development company, practically fell on her knees, begging me to give the paranormal game a try thousands of times a day with several texts.

Sadly, I couldn't make time. [I wasn't going to make time anyway for a dumb game from a start up company for free anyway.]

Along with a bookworm, I was a huge fan of Jit Singh, a renowned singer. Well accustomed to the information, my friend finally appeared at my doorstep with Jit Singh's musical concert ticket that was about to occur in two months.

Being a truly kind person, I finally gave the game a skeptical attempt for my friend's sake. [Hiding the ticket under a vase]

What happened next? I ended up obsessing over the game in no time. Being an avid reader of paranormal fiction didn't help much either. Giving in to my cravings, I started playing it every day right after I got off my work.

It got so worse, that I could hardly eat or sleep when the game was at a really interesting point until something took place in it deeming me wanting to smash my phone.

In that game, the player could choose from four different characters to be the protagonist. I had played every one of them in a month and had won the game from their point of view except for one, Do Jin Hyun.

Jin Hyun was the wealthiest student in his school and had the most attractive and popular girlfriend. In addition, he was well-liked by other students and led the basketball team. So, to put it simply his life was perfect.

Wrong!

Jin Hyun's life was effed up from the core. And whenever a story took place, Jin Hyun was always the first person to die with his poorer-than-a-penny luck.

With my continuous effort and knowledge, I barely managed to keep him alive until the fourth main story. But it was plainly impossible to carry on after that.

After the main story 4, Jin Hyun continued falling prey to everything and succumbed to his death, as if I were striving to keep a fish alive out of the water.

A lamp exploded, piercing his throat with glass, which caused his death. A pillar collapsed on top of Jin Hyun during an earthquake, and he died again. A ball flew in from the window, hitting him directly on the heart, unaliving him. My guy was literally dying of breathing at this point.

"Is there no way to save him?" I mumbled, shutting my eyes.

I had played that game from Jin Hyun's point of view for the longest time. And, regrettably, I had grown attached to him. So, regardless of how many times I failed, my determination to save him only grew stronger with time.

Pitter...patter.. pitter...patter

I had only been asleep for a few minutes when I was startled awake by a crack of thunder. Rising from my sleeping position, I noticed the rain was pouring in through the open window frame and the window glasses were gaining brighter shades of blue with the lightning from now then.