Chapter 1: Prologue

It was just a regular day on earth. Meaning, nothing interesting is going on. Blue collar workers going to their 9-5 mondays, rushing to jobs that they will probably be on for 40-50 years until retirement.

People going to parks walking their pets or letting their children play. You know? The usual mundane phenomena of the world.

Here we see a man coming home from a 40 hour shift from the hospital. absolutely wrecked, haggard, and looking like he could keel over at any time.

"ugh, fucking hospital. Why won't they hire more doctors and nurses, this shit will kill me one day if I am the only one on call during the weekends". He grumbled.

"At least I'm at the comfort of my home now. Time for my favorite past time. Novels and anime, once I wake up after a nap of course". He says while entering his apartment.

Hanging his keys and ID from work, he then stumbles to his bed and starts to have a blissful sleep. But due to his sleep deprived mind, leaving him lightheaded. He didn't even notice the numbing of his left arm, and being slightly out of breath.

On his ID, we can see a man on his late 20's. with thick shapely eyebrows, straight edged nose, and a sharp jawline. But, what stands out is his deep almond shaped emerald green eyes that have made ladies aplenty, swoon.

Wolfgang Schneider, is a person that you would call a savant. He likes to think a lot, and without stimulus that keeps his brain busy, he gets bored like a husband waiting for his wife to finish shopping. Meaning, bored as hell.

Graduated in college completely average, because, he doesn't really put in effort in things that will not interest him. Sure he still did anything to pass decently and medicine was kinda interesting. But, he still only cared to pass.

An apathetic guy with no purpose. Just like many humans in the world, what he is pretty interested in though are games and Japanese entertainment. mainly anime and novels.

And as he lost consciousness due to exhaustion and stress. His breathing became pretty labored, burning pain on the chest that slowly but surely worsened as time went on.

After 30 minutes he woke up due to the searing pain, drenched in sweat and feeling nauseous. "wha, the fuck is happening to me? Chest pain, shortness of breath, nausea. Am I having a heart attack?"

Quickly, he stood up and reached for his phone calling 911 for an ambulance. but, at his panic and restlessness it surely worsened as he started to lose consciousness and collapsed on the floor.