(This is the REVISED edition of To Forever Love Him. The first arc is completely rewritten to be not triggering. This is a LGBT story and recommended for 18 and up.) Sun Hui is stripped from his life, and gradually his emotions, as an incident involving not listening to his brother rips him from the reality he once knew to a dull, meaningless existence where there is no such thing as freewill. With his AI 006 on his wrist, he is forced to become someone who he is not and fit into different personas for the sake of pushing the plot. But during one transition, everything had become unresponsive and still. Silence. Not knowing what to do, Hui had somehow gotten his body back after losing count of how many worlds he lived in. Until he finds some way back home, Hui makes it his mission to appease the unlucky cannon fodder's soul he had taken over as well as any others in the process in order to make up for his loss of control over so many lifetimes. But on his new quest to making souls happy, real or not, a certain inconvenience gets in the way that he just can't seem to shrug off. "Get away from me, you giant buffoon. I have no time to waste on you." "But wifey, we have all the time in the world to get you to feel something towards me. It won't be long now, I'm irresistible." ... (Very slow updates until the original is finished. Updates will start again after the fifth arc is completed. All pictures are from pinterest and google, I do not own them.)

This is the rewritten (better!) version of Boys Will Be Boys DISCLAIMER: This book will contain foul language and general idiocy. I started writing this almost six years ago, and many of the writing techniques and actual content are no longer representative of me as a writer. Nonetheless, I do hope it makes you happy to read. CW/TW: (internalized and general) homophobia, other TWs are specified as needed in chapters *** "You good Keke?" I felt a hand slap my back and looked up excitedly, lips splitting into a grin when Lukas dragged a stool over next to mine. He nudged me with his shoulder, a small smile on his lips. "Don't fucking call me that, and yeah, 'm alright," I yawned, resting my head on my forearm and leaning so I could meet Lukas' eyes. "Just tired and sore" I admitted, letting my legs dangle so I could knock them into Lukas' in a repetitive pattern. He looked down in surprise, which soon turned to determination as we waged a silent war between who could kick each other harder and evade the other's attack. "Yeah, I'm still sore from last night too" Lukas murmured, wincing when I got him in the shin. "Same here" DJ piped in, echoed quietly by Roger who was still lost in his own world. "You guys make it sound like we had a massive orgy last night"