In an Instant

16: [INTERMISSION] - Introducing: Censorship!!!

I MADE IT IN TIME!!!!! HOLY SHIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY CALE, CHOI HAN, CHOI JUNG SOO, CHOI JUNG GUN!!!!! I HOPE THIS CHAPTER CAN BRING YOU HAPPINESS!! 

(even though I added angst, but that's for ✨flavor✨ only, trust!)

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Also, disclaimer: I do not intend for there to be any pairing in this fic, though you might have noticed that some characters are a little bit 🌈 but that's bc I'm pro Everyone Loves Cale (even if platonically). Also, I'm a biased person who subconsciously gives more scenes to my bias.

I deeply apologize.

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No reaction, just everyone trying (somewhat failing) to be civil to each other. And angst, can't forget it lol.

Cale overthinks a lot, and his blood pressure is dangerously high all the while. Thankfully, he decides to make it the Gods' problem instead lol

Unbeta-ed, we'll die like Cale's slacker life, the poor dear. I cannot beta this, or I'll delay this till forever lmao.

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I just realized something while patching up my plotholes and trying to make all characters (somewhat) intelligent and behave logically.

Sorry cale!krs, u kinda need to get shafted for it, bc u just gained a new ✨Trauma✨

Also, my interpretation of the deal, because man did Cale get shafted for it. Just because he gained something (all through his own monumental effort and blood and tears) out of it, doesn't mean the deal isn't disproportionately unfavorable towards him compared to, say, og!Cale.

Several scenes are taken directly from the novel with very minor changes, and I've noted them all at the end. I tried to make it blend seamlessly with my writing, so see if u can spot them 😘 

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[INTERMISSION]

As the word flashes across the screen, Cale turns back around. The Gods who were furiously whispering to each other all flinch at once, then resolutely avoid even looking in Cale's general direction and attempt to nonchalantly continue their conversation.

Cale holds back a derisive laugh.

After Cale's declaration earlier, the Gods bid a quick retreat to the other side of the room, ostensibly to "discuss their options." Normally, Cale would have pushed further, but he graciously decided to let them be for now.

He has preparations to make anyway. 

He hasn't been idle in the time he's spent in this room. If one cares to look closer, they can see that within the crevices of the control panel, bits and pieces of dirt are packed in tightly.

Cale may not know what this damn console is made of, but his discerning eyes quickly assess the rest of the room: granite walls, a quartzite floor, marble shelving, and decorative carvings of lapis lazuli.

In other words, whether intentionally or not, this room is made entirely out of rock.

[Cale,] Super Rock has laughed when Cale realizes this, [I am——]