This Might Be The Last Marvel Red Carpet For You.

I AM SO EXCITED! IT IS ONLY 7 DAYS. 7 DAYS! I CAN'T WAIT!

ARE WE CLEAR?!?!?

good morning with martín berrote when he still had happiness and excitement in his eyes

Bonus :

expectation vs. reality

Loki version of Frozen(sequel to Frozen Sherlock)

457 Story Bits with Ruereii #2

See you in my 33rd Life

Genre: Reincarnation, death loop

Gihun didn’t expect his attempt to sway Namgyu’s vote to 'X' to spiral into a conversation about drugs from someone named Thanos. But somehow, there he was, staring at two options: a red edible and a blue one. He recalled the Frontman’s story about The Matrix. Seeking truth, he chose the red edible.

When he woke up, he was back in the dorm, but something was off. The beds were rusted, the sheets scratchy, and the high-tech jumbotron was gone, replaced by a chalkboard hanging on the wall.

None of the players looked familiar. He glanced down. His number: 456.

He was in the first edition of the Games.

It didn’t go well. Without the motion-sensor doll, Red Light, Green Light was enforced manually. Gihun didn’t make it. He died. And that’s when it started.

Reincarnation. Over and over. Sometimes he came back as a young man, sometimes an old woman. Each time with a new number. Each time wearing a new face. Each time meeting a different fate but always dying before the end.

By the 28th loop, he was exhausted. The Games had evolved to become more brutal and intricate. He had the taste of betrayal from his own teammates, being backstabbed (quite literally).

Yet he held onto that sliver of hope that humanity is good. That someone was different.

This time, he met Hwang Inho, who looked like a younger version of Oh Youngil. Amidst the chaos, they formed a bond, a shared sense of justice, and an unlikely friendship born from survival.

Together, they made it to the end. But Gihun, worn and weathered from lifetimes of failure, made a choice. He sacrificed himself, believing Inho could change things for the better.

He didn’t know if he’d come back again. But if he did, maybe he’d finally get it right.