Chapter 1: Split personality
Hello to everyone who decided to read my fanfic! A bit about myself: I am someone who loves fanfics written from the protagonist's point of view. That is, the main character is not some made-up or original one—because I just don't like that. So, I decided to start writing myself. This is my second fanfic, so I already have some experience. Why did I choose Mobuseka? It's one of my favorite works, and when I decided to read a fanfic based on it, I discovered two things: first, as I mentioned earlier, the main character, Leon, is often written out of the plot, and second, fanfics about it are often abandoned too quickly. I decided to start writing mine for exactly these reasons, and I'm motivated to continue it. I'll try to update it every day, wish me luck! Now, you can start reading.
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A dark room. The only source of light was a monitor, behind which sat a man with bloodshot eyes. His hands were furiously tapping on the keys, as if controlling someone else's fate. A strange smile was frozen on his face—a mix of smugness, satisfaction, and exhaustion.
"Ha-ha! Serves you right! This is what you get for my frazzled nerves!" he muttered, grinning like a wolf and quickly finishing the next paragraph.
His fingers stopped. He sighed heavily, leaned back in his creaky chair, and ran his hand over his face, trying to ease the fatigue.
"That's it. Done. Enough!" he said to himself, almost sentencing himself to freedom. Then he stood up, barely managing to keep his balance on his weakened legs.
"Damn it all! The streets, here I come!" he declared mockingly, heading for the stairs. After long weeks of being holed up behind a screen, he was finally going to step outside.
But after a few steps, he suddenly felt everything blur before his eyes.
"What... my eyes... Damn..." he muttered, grabbing the wall. His legs began to give way. "The stairs... ah..." His last words were cut off as he fell, like a ragdoll, almost rolling down the steps.