The one side of script [LCF/TCF FANFIC]

The God of Death reclined wearily on his couch, exhausted from the recent endeavor of sealing away a certain troublesome deity. As he rested, the door swung open to reveal a familiar presence: the Goddess of Peace, grinning with mischief.

"So, what do you think of my brilliant idea, Death?" she asked, her eyes gleaming with excitement.

Death pondered for a moment before giving a nonchalant nod. "Alright, I suppose there's no harm in it..."

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Meanwhile, Cale found himself watching his family approach, a warm, familiar sight-until the world around him abruptly slowed, then faded into an inky void.

He jolted awake to the sound of an incessant beeping.

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Blinking in disbelief, Cale stared at the stack of papers clutched in his hands. His mind raced as he tried to comprehend what he was reading. 'Protagonist of this... series?!' he thought, thoroughly bewildered.

Glancing over the script in his hands, boldly titled "Lout of the Count's Family," Cale felt a strange mix of disbelief and reluctant amusement wash over him.

What fresh misfortune was this?

Or: where Cale is transparent to a modern world, where his life in tcf is a series new making here
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-Fanfic

-Lout of the count's family