𝐃𝐎𝐊𝐉𝐀'𝐒 𝐁𝐈𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐒𝐈𝐌𝐏 ¦| Oяv х м.Яєαɒєя |¦

5🍃 - Here I Come, Hyung (3)

"........,"

[Your Name] stood there, staring at the list of Constellations before him, the previous bravado slowly giving way to a more serious contemplation.

The thrill of flipping off a Constellation had been exhilarating, sure - but now came the moment of truth.

As much as he tried to brush it off with a nonchalant attitude, he knew that this decision was far from trivial.

The Constellation he chose would dictate not just his survival, but how he navigated through this whole thing.

His finger hovered over the selection screen, pausing for just a moment longer as he weighed his options.

He tapped his chin thoughtfully as he contemplated his choices, still marveling at his supposed stroke of luck. 'Man, decisions, decisions... Guess I'll just have to pick the one that screams 'winner' the loudest.'

And then, of course, there was the wildcard, "The Veiled Raven of Night's End."

This was the one that stuck out like a sore thumb.

He still couldn't shake the feeling that it was out of place - a name he had never heard before, in a story he knew so well.

Yet, something about it kept gnawing at the back of his mind, urging him not to dismiss it so easily.

The Dokkaebi floated nearby, watching [Your Name] with a knowing smirk, clearly entertained by his indecision. "What's the matter, Snacky? Too many good options? Or are you just scared you'll pick the wrong one?"

[Your Name] shot the Dokkaebi a dirty glare, but deep down, he knew there was some truth to its words.

One wrong move, and he'd be paying the price for the rest of his life - or however long that might be before he goes 😵.

"Shut it," he muttered, more to himself than to the Dokkaebi.

He needed to focus.

His survival, his future, all of it hinged on this moment.

Ding!

"........,"

[The Abyssal Black Flame Dragon Urges You To Do It Faster]

[A Few Constellations Nod Their Heads In Agreement]

"........,"

[Your Name] side-eyed the notification, thinking, 'That sounded wrong in so many ways...'

Taking a deep breath, he closed his eyes, trying to clear his mind.

His hand hovered over the screen, heart pounding as he made his decision.

But just as his finger was about to tap the screen, he hesitated.

He bit his lip, torn between sticking to the familiar or taking a risk on the unknown.

Could he really afford to gamble like this? Or was it better to play it safe?

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, he opened his eyes, his expression hardening with resolve.

[There Is One Minute Left To Complete The Sponsor Selection.]

"Well, here goes nothing," he muttered, his finger trembling ever so slightly as it hovered over his choice.

And then, with a swift motion, he made his selection.