Everything Begins by Chance
Everything begins by chance.
That's what I believe.
It was chance that I happened to tap on a game ad that popped up on NewTube. It was also chance that the ad in question happened to be a trash game—one that everyone else found boring, but that a select few weirdly enjoyed. And that the very moment I played it for a day, got tired of it, and was about to quit for good, I ended up possessing a character inside the game? Yeah, chance again, apparently.
Right. Everything is chance.
"Goddammit. But why, of all things, did I have to be a woman?"
Everything else, fine. Possession is one of those tropes you see all the time in the novels I used to read—getting pulled into the world of a game and setting off on an adventure is familiar territory, too.
Sure. I can let all of that slide.
But the woman part? No.
This one crosses the line.