Caine is brewing up an antidote for the abstractions, when Pomni stubbles across it. After Jax trips Pomni when it's in her possession, she's been affected by it and has started to develop strong feelings towards Jax. When Jax is forced to play along, he begins to reciprocate feelings. However, a yandere lurks inside the digital circus, who wants Pomni all to themselves. (extreme cringe warning)

★"east is north and west is south, I feel like I can never get out- I'm trapped..." ★ after y/n is transmitted into a strange, colorful circus- they begin to question the very fabric of reality, as well as their feelings for a certain snarky rabbit... ─ · 。ﾟ☆: *.gender-neutral reader .* :☆ﾟ. ─ ─ · 。ﾟ☆: *. ⚠️violence, blood, weapons, angst, hysteria⚠️.* :☆ﾟ. ─ ─ · 。ﾟ☆: *.rivals to lovers .* :☆ﾟ. ─

I know I haven't been updating my other stories, but I only have one thing to say....... Bite me. Jk, you know I love ya'll. I'm sorry for not updating. Anyway: Y/n L/n, is a 22 year old young woman. After an ugly fight with her ex boyfriend, she finds a mysterious VR set on her desk. What changes will this strange headset bring to her life? How will it affect her already fragile mental state? How will she fight the shadows in her mind... or will she fight them at all? Will the people around her be able to see her point of view? Will there be someone who will stick by her side? Guess we'll just have to wait and see~

"And finally, Jax!" I scanned the crowd, searching for this 'Jax'. "Uh..." Gloved hands grabbed my shoulders and turned me around. Standing there was the rabbit I saw earlier. "'Sup, mousie," Jax said, leaning his body against my short figure-which reached up to his chest-placing an arm atop my head. I looked at my hands. When I moved my arm, the avatar moved along with it, black gloves moving at the same time as I did. Gently, I pressed my hands to my eyes, and- Nothing. The headset was gone. "What the @$_&." I clawed at my face, trying to remove the piece of technology. "Where did it go?" I pulled at my skin, trying to feel something, anything that was there, but nothing. Just skin. "Just keep pulling at it, it always works, mousie," Jax said, patting my cheek. I glared up at him. "Shut the @$&+ up." ~•~•~ The first thing I remembered when I came here was falling. Then I come here and I'm still falling. I bought some VR headset, put it on, and it cost me my future. Now, I'm stuck with people who aren't exactly people, an teeth-and-eyeball AI, and some annoying periwinkle rabbit. I've become a little muse of a mouse, supposed to be some sort of artistic inspiration. Yeah, right. But music is my safe space, and I was sent here with a flute and a purpose: to bring sound to the circus. I can either become the conductor or let people see me as nothing more than a statue in some museum. Ladies and gentlemen, the concert has started. ~•~•~ jax x fem!reader I AM SO SORRY IF YOU ARENT FEMALE ~•~•~ Start: November 26, 2023 Finish: November 30, 2024 Editing Finish: February 7, 2025 ~•~•~ cover credit goes to @RSpaceda!! ur an awesome artist and i could never :)