"Ah the novel was so cool!"

In a plain and messy office, like one somewhere near you, a company slave is slacking. With a work cabinet full of munchable snacks and her phone out in one hand, she could somewhat survive another soul-draining day at work.

"An ultimate level up system, ahhh what a fantasy. I need one like that." she whines to herself, finishing the latest update on whatever webnovel she was reading now.

"Maybe an ultimate writing system? Oh something that let's me download skills and art or-"

"How about you just get to work?"

A squeky voice too cute to be intimidating rolls out the chips bag on the office desk. If an ordinary looking hamster could radiate evil and pain with a cute fuzzy face well this one was it. For one it could ....talk.

"How about you stop lazing around all the time and just get ... DOING?!"

"Haha good one Mr. Hamster!"

"And stop eating Cheetos! I demand organic baby carrot sticks!"

"Yes yes Mr.Hamster."

"And finish your assignments so you don't get overtime again! Then go home and write stuff!"

"Yes yes Mr. Hamster."

"We shall make our readers shed bloody tears with all that is human suffering! Poison and pain for the characters!"

"Yes yes Mr. Ham- WAIT WHAT?!"

Before the lazy office slave knew it, the adorable fuzzball had clamored over her shoulder and was climbing its way up to the sensative roots of her head. An evil rodent bent on a small scale world domination.

"No no nooooooooo!!!!" she cried, already feeling the tugs on her hair that meant her fingers were no longer her own. No longer hers to click click and control at the key board.

Like a wild movie, or a very fun cartoon, a rodent had taken the lead.

"Bwahahhaha! Now get to writing!"

"I'm at work you crazy gerbil."

"I AM A HAMSTER AND YOU SHALL REFER TO ME ONLY AS GOD OR HAMSTER!!!"

"*sigh* yes yes Mr. Hamster. Can we at least wait till lunch to sneak write my shit webnovel. I literally do not want my assistant manager catching me again."

"Hmmmmm" squeeks the hamster, stroking it's fluffy little chin. If it had a beard it was be a disastardly cute evil.

"Acceptable, but in sacrafice I demand....More suffering!!!"

"....."

At a office desk, maybe near you, there is a for fun aspiring writer and the maybe violently cruel hamster that controls her work. This is their very mundane and terrible daily life.

It comes with snacks.