Straitjacket

Over-confidence can get you killed or in Hecathe’s case, it can get you transmigrated into a parallel universe that is trying to kill you. It all started with a simple, “Mom! I want to be a villain!” Years later, Hecathe stood at the top of the economy with his Zuex company squeezing out every last penny from the pockets of the helpless consumers. One day he looked over at his secretary and confidently questioned, “When the country runs on your money, do you really think it matters if I’m driving legally or not?” The heaven’s laughed as they heard this. To think that a mere human was this arrogant?! The heavens: “Let’s pull a UNO reverse card on him!” Hecathe’s eyes were glued to his phone as he heard the loud screeching of tires that made him look up and... Ha. Ha. Ha. The heavens probably had the last laugh... Or did they? Hecathe remembered getting hit by a car but instead of waking up in a hospital, he woke up in a stinky jail with heavy chunks of metal chains wrapped around his whole body as if it were a straitjacket. An expensive custom-made straitjacket. Fantasy || God-complex || Sci-fi || Villain protagonist || Politics || Mystery || Adventure || Suspense || Parallel universe || Bromance || Rich and Arrogant protagonist || Elements and magic || MechaXMagic || Story by: Cherlyswan Cover art by: Cherlyswan

Welcome to the penitentiary. Or, should I say mental ward? Someplace with squeaky clean dentist-like floors and broken dreams. Those cast away by society are hidden gems in the newfound place where padded rooms and straitjackets keep them composed. But they're not dangerous- they're just unique. And we'll come to see the source of the screams…

It is about this unlucky guy who came from a lineage of knights. Due to circumstances, he was sent to a totally different timeline exactly 100,000 years to the future. There, he would face challenges, and while at it, rediscover the meaning of his knighthood "Okay, okay... Like I said, I came from a family of knights! I didn't say anything about being a knight! Leave me alone, damn it!" The unlucky guy was ranting, but the subject in question is not even bothering to look at him. In front of him is a silver-haired lass in a straitjacket who is trying her best to scratch her back by the lamp post. "Crap, it's so itchy... Why is this jacket so dumb?" "..." This is the tale of an escaped convict and a mental patient on their journey to becoming knights. "Like. I. said. We will become knights! It is either us or the world! Seriously, have more confidence in yourself!" The crazy woman insists. ┻━┻︵ \(°□°)/ ︵ ┻━┻ "Damn it."