You had just finished watching your favorite animated series, Arcane, for the tenth time. It was late at night, and your eyes were too tired to stay open any longer. As you lay down in bed, you didn't feel anything strange, and soon fell asleep. When you opened your eyes, you were ready to start what you assumed was the next day, but then you noticed you weren’t feeling the soft comfort of your bed or the warmth of your blankets. Instead, you felt your skin against a cold, dirty, and uncomfortable floor. You sat up and turned around, only to find a weapon pressed firmly against your forehead. The cold, hard metal jolted you out of your thoughts, forcing you to process the reality of the situation.

“Where the hell did you come from?”

It was only when the person holding the weapon spoke that you finally looked up, only to meet a pair of bright pink eyes. The one threatening your life was a girl with blue hair and pale skin, adorned with cloud tattoos and long braids that almost reached her ankles. For a moment, your brain disconnected from your body. It was impossible to see the living image of your favorite character. This had to be a dream, but the gun pointed at you felt far too real...