His finger tingling at the slightest sensation with legs racing across the room, heart pounding beyond what he could control. Almost anyone had already noticed him pacing around the room, paying him no mind.

  Fourth time.

  It was the fourth time anyone had taken the task of bringing back the notebook.

  And none of them succeeded.

  Over 4 years, multiple people consistently asked him about the task and only 4 of them actually took it. And clues on the reasoning were nowhere to be found.

  In his second year in the city, only then did he find out the building had an eerie feel that pushed people away. Despite having the reason on why people stayed away from it, the reasoning behind no one accepting still bothered his mind.

  ‘Pleaseee.’ Desperately pleading that the problem would be solved, wishful thinking clouded his mind for the fourth time.

  Thinking of the worst, If no one came this time then he would discard the warning they gave him and go there himself. Sure, it was stupid but desperation overshadowed his thinking.

  Before he could have more time to ponder on the worst, the door creaked open. Red shades covered her entire body, blood dripping from beyond their skin, fingers tightly wrapped around the door.

  His face sank as he rushed towards them, grabbing them before carefully putting them beside the point exchange place.

  “So-sorry.” His voice stuttered.

  “Exchange for first aid!” Screaming towards the shop keeper, they reached towards the back searching for it before it was visible in their hands.

  The keeper threw it at him, catching it midair, he neatly put on a pair of gloves before checking the injuries.

  He hadn't expected them to have such an injury and he didn't expect anything capable of doing such things too. Multiple rolls wrapped around their bleeding arm as he pulled out a scissor, cutting the bandages.

  “I'm sorry.” Muttering under his mouth as he applied pressure on it.

  Going through each procedure, he carefully followed each step they taught him, being sure to not cause any more damage. Stares waved their way, confusion undeniably visible throughout the room.

  Yet he couldn't care any less.

  “Are you fine?” His worries still haven't diminished any less with his mind racing all across his body.

  “Yes.” A single word, yet seemed like the gate of heaven to his reliefs, chest relieved of pressure as his eyes fixated on them.

  He wanted to ask.

  However, it was near certain that he was going to get slapped if he asked with the current condition. He was sure that asking someone if they did the job while they were heavily bleeding was a guaranteed way to get punched in the face. Heck, that was if he wasn't the reason, now it was clear that his ignorance caused this.

  “I got it.” His eyes lighted, he almost grinned like an idiot before forcing his mouth to tense up.

  Their hands extended towards their waist, reaching for what he could only describe as treasure.

  “Here.” Not wasting any time, they immediately handed it to him.

  All these 4 years of constantly finding people to take the task and retrieve it was finally fulfilled, now he didn't need to find new people nor did he need to stay up to 3 am searching.

  His imagination ran wild with all the freedom he had now. Going sightseeing? He could now. Going fishing? He could now. Going to his favourite restaurant? Well, he was going to the place anyway.

  The only trouble now was the job he had, and it wasn't like he really disliked it.

  While his mind ran wild, his eyes briefly looked up, immediately noticing their stare.

  “Oh yeah, sorry.” Completely forgetting that he needed to pay them, his face flustered.

  This book's true home is on another platform. Check it out there for the real experience.

  “Transfer 300 points to…What's your name?”

  “Oh wait sorry, that's a stupid question. I mean what do you want to be called?”

  Retracting his previous question, he asked a better question suited for this place.

  A long pause emitted before they replied.

  “Hino.”

  With their name known, he properly transferred the points, and thus completed the trade.

  Still, this however didn't sit right with him. He didn't give them any information and they got injured because of it. As he pondered over this, they stood up before slowly walking towards the exit.

  ‘I was planning on using this later but…’

  “Wait, let me give you extras.” He stopped them.

  Withdrawing another item from the shop, he softly grabbed their hand before putting it.

  “You're an Uncoiled right? If you're not, you can just sell this.” He didn't need confirmation from them, what he had given was good enough to go on the market for a decent amount.

  If they were an Uncoiled then they could use it. It was a win-win situation, for him and for them.

  ***

  “You know you should not have gone there right?”

  “Yes.”

  “Then why did you go there!”

  Getting scolded by the strongest person Julo knew, and that person being furious at him made for quite a comedic scene. Of course, Julo didn't think so, his hands were shaking from the sheer pressure of her voice.

  “Intuition.” Pausing for a bit before replying, his voice barely let out another word.

  However, it seems that telling made it worse.

  “Intuition won't get you anywhere! You're a law domain, only people from the life domain will get the danger sensing intuition. While you, on the other hand, only have the reward intuition.”

  While he knew it was true that his reward intuition led him to trouble, the danger part wasn't as true. He had sensed it beforehand, only to completely ignore it and go in.

  ‘Wait law?’

  “Yes, law. Geez, you're hopeless. Any sane person would've figured that out already.”

  His face shined with confusion, making his already comedic situation worse.

  “Yours distort things, distortion is similar to twisting loopholes, and pair that with every domain not suiting yours, it's only obvious.”

  “Unless it's that.” She mumbled, barely enough for anyone to hear.

  Before an awkward silence flooded the room, she stared at him, sighing after a pause.

  “Just tell me beforehand, in this place. That basement is the Rosin story of the mind domain.”

  Julo's downed head, straightened up, eyes into a shade of shock at the mention of the tale.

  Rosin’s story, a complex story from history that was briefly lost until a few dozen years ago. From what Julo knows, a person named Rosin went berserk in the ancient times, burning down their entire palace, city, and empire alongside the connecting empires, it was something that every historian, archaeologist and any person studying material related to history should know.

  The reason being? It turns out burning down an entire empire would cause a chain reaction, leading to all of the ancients empire’s downfall. This one person, burnt their country, and caused all empires to burn down alongside it.

  Pretty insane for Julo, but the fact that she compared it to that? Julo was already getting the creeps.

  It was a pure miracle that he had survived. Maybe an invoker of miracles helped it.

  Shaking his head, unnecessary thoughts fell out like dust in the hair.

  “Are you going to use that now? Time doesn't wait for you.” Ominous as that “you” sounded, Julo knew that she could probably manipulate time to a certain extent.

  Noticing that her expression was already becoming annoyed, he didn't waste anything, pulling out a disk.

  Thin lines covered it, leading to a path of everywhere, with no ends nor start to it. The silver disk appeared as a normal collector’s item and yet anyone seeing could guess that one couldn't get their hands on it easily.

  The sharp edges pressed his hands as each individual fingers pressed. Cracks, multiplying by the second, one from two, two from eighty.

  Until…

  Whoosp

  No sound. It just vanished.

  Instantly his eyes shined, reflecting dozens if not thousands of waves, smashing against everything at its will. The spiraling threads absorbed into his body, sensory tingling at each hit.

  A chair, a clock, a plant.

  Visible through his sensory that used to only be able to make out an object in the way. Now enhanced beyond what he could expect, noticing a single spark of dust, every sharp turn, every little detail.

  His mind trembled, seeing this was too much, every single line blinded his vision, blinded his ears, blinded his senses.

  As abrupt as the sight was, its end was too the same.

  She caught his falling body, her lips touching her ears at the sight.

  Only when Julo started to calm down, did she ask him.

  “How's the ride? That's what you'll be seeing once you're an Overlapped.”

  His body jumped at the realization, if that was the vision of him being an Overlapped then how will he live normally? Especially with the sight blocking his every sense.

  “Relax, that only improved your Versile senses, your normal senses will get an improvement too.” Reassured, he sighed.

  “Try going outside, maybe the improved senses will do the trick.” The trick was clearly about a clue to being an Overlapped, and he didn't have any reason to not take the advice.

  Using her as support, he stood up with heavy bandages around his arm. Still paying no mind to it, the floor creaked as he slowly walked.

  Before he could do so, his mind recalled something.

  Turning around, he reached into his pockets, pulling out a bracelet that felt nostalgic.

  “I grabbed this while looting the place.”

  The bracelet dangled from his fingers, waving left and right with a few balls on it.

  Her eyes slammed open, hands snapped to it in a second, grabbing it without Julo realizing it was already gone in his hands.

  Seeing her examine the bracelet in her hands, he turned to look at his, which he found none.

  ‘?!’ Baffled by the speed, he shook his head before glancing at her.

  Seemingly heavily interested in it, it almost looked like she was going to inhale it with how close it was.

  “Hm. Odd. Keep it, it protects your mind.” She threw it at him, losing interest in it. However, Julo could still see her fist clenching as if it was something important to it.

  “No worries, it just looked similar to an item I had.”

  ‘Ah.’ Understanding her explanation, he briefly exchanged farewells before extending his hands to the door handle.

  ‘Time to get to work.’