It was 2:59 am. Clang! The crash of objects resonated from the kitchen.

A groan left his lips as he attempted to cook something, but everything was too advanced for him in this new world. "Damn it, why is it so hard!" He threw the burnt pan into the sink in frustration.

Living with his creator, who had made him a villain in their story, added an extra layer of challenge to his life in this unfamiliar world. He directed a glare towards the direction of your room.