Set in a world where video game universes are interconnected to each other. A certain male reader pushes through his final year of High School but the past still holds to him and haunts his every waking moment.
Join in Piltover High as we go through...
???: This city... It may look similar but the atmosphere feels different.
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Driving down the road with an unknown-looking vehicle without any care in the world. Skillfully evading every car and person with ease, some people were surprised by the way he was driving while others screamed in anger at him for his reckless driving. Nevertheless, the person pushed on forward through the city of Piltover before stopping by a high-rise building. A small crowd forms around him as he parks his makeshift motorcycle before getting off of it, grabbing a small handbag strapped to its side.
Passerby: Woah! Look at that dude's bike!!!
Man: Dude that's a 1:1 copy of Sol Badguy's Bike in the game!
Woman: Must've cost a fortune for him to make that!
Vlogger: Hey! I see you have a custom bike there, dude what do you do for a living?
The person didn't say anything but just took off his helmet to reveal that the person was a man. Sporting a medium cut hair that was fully unkempt as his bangs were just all over blocking his field of vision before fixing it slightly to the side showing his left eye. His mouth was covered by a metallic black mask that didn't connect to his ears but seemed to look like it was latched to his cheek by a mechanism. Sporting a full-on black color palette of a long coat, slacks, rubber shoes, socks, and a white t-shirt with no design.
Vlogger: Hello? Are you deaf or something?
The man looks at him straight dead in the eyes, the stranger takes a step back from his stare as if he was staring into hell itself. The crowd disperses quietly clearly not wanting to mess with the man. Once he was by himself again the man takes a long sigh before heading straight to his destination. Into the building itself...
Tengoku.
Entering through the glass doors he was met with a tall black person guarding the entrance to the lounge and another person who seems to be the hostess.
Bouncer: Sir, please step this way for an inspection.
The man gives his bag to the hostess as the other started patting him down for anything dangerous.
