Meet Jimmy, who changes genres and character tropes faster than a girl changes clothes.

For those who don't remember Jimmy, he was the mysterious new transfer student with a gap moe attitude from this morning. (3 chapters ago)

And for some goddamned reason, he has smacked both of us into the middle of the sewers, ruining my escape plan.

Jimmy looked at me and asked, "Luke... Is that you?"

As tempted as I was to sarcastically snap 'NO it's your daddy Lucifer', I didn't have much time to waste with him.

"Yes", I muttered through gritted teeth.

Seeing my response, Jimmy's face instantly lit up like a fucking Jack'O Lantern.

"I am so glad I met someone I know!" He instantly put his arms on my shoulders and started chattering away.

"I was so goddamn scared bro, this crazy bunch of lunatics has been chasing me around as if I slept with all their wives or something..."

Wait bro wait... Time and place bro, everything has a time and place. I don't need to hear about your sexcapades right now. I am kind of busy running for my life.

"Ever since I have come to this city things have been a fucking mess for me. First I am chased down three streets by a dog that tries to bite my ass off, then these crazy dudes try to get me to join their secret club...

I am still not sure how I am still alive, seriously if the clan hadn't decided to exile me like some piece of trash... I would be enjoying life like a king ... I still remember I once used to be the clan genius ..."

First of all, stop acting so familiar with me!!!

Secondly, what the fuck! Since when do we have ancient clans. What are you? Some tragic protagonist of a revenge fantasy?!! Next, you are gonna tell me how your fiancee cut off your engagement and how you found some world-defying treasure.

"But on the bright side, I finally managed to take revenge against these guys. I stole their secret treasure. I think they called it The Necromancer's stone or something."

"..."

"That's why they must be so mad, Looks like this thing is worth more than I originally thought..."

"You just stole The WHAT!"

"The Necromancer' stone...."

"You just-"

"Hey don't get mad at me, I am not sure I might have heard them wrong or something. Maybe they don't care about the stone and are chasing be because they really think I cuckolded them...I am too handsome for my own good after all..."

I was extremely mad.

No, it wasn't because he messed up my plan and brought about his own mix of pursuers into the fold.

It's just that he dared to show off in front of ME!

Where, just where did someone even more narcissistic than me, pop up!!!

Unbelievable!

Wait a moment if he has the stone of Necromancy, And I have the orb of souls can't we summon a demon to help us or something.

Yeah... and then the demon will proceed to eat us right after defeating our enemies.

Not falling for that one.

Anyways I cannot let this sucker get too full of himself.

"So what, it's just a Necromancer's stone. I just stole the orb of wailing souls from the Puppet Mistress's house. Unlike you, I didn't rely on luck but used my skill and talent and risked my life to retrieve this top-grade treasure."

I smirked and looked down at him in arrogance. That's right no one gets to be more awesome than me. Even if it's being chased to death, I gotta have the bigger enemies.

Now some of you might be screaming- but, Luke, you also used your luck to steal the soul orb...

Well to you, I will reply that- go back and read the chapters again. Seducing that ghost chick was a skill by itself. Not every handsome face can steal the heart of a crazy ghost. It's pure damn skills. And no I am not gonna teach you guys any pickup lines.

"The soul..what? Anyway, it sounds really cool. I knew you weren't an ordinary guy when I met you in school this morning."

Hey, weren't you an exiled young master... why are you suddenly acting like a country bumpkin.

I decided to probe him a little.

"So, after you were exiled... why did you decide to come here, to this city?"

"W-well...Th-that was because... ermm..."

Hah! I knew it! I was on to something here. I decided to get it out of him at all costs.

"Yes, Go ahead I won't make fun of you"

In retrospect, I would have been better off not knowing...

"You see, when I was younger I had once visited this city. I had gotten lost and was sitting bored on the swings. Then this pretty girl came and asked me if I was lost... I don't remember her name, but when she smiled I knew that I had fallen in love."

"..." Fucking Simp. Go and Die!

"So, when I came to the city I was kind of hoping I would be able to see her again.:

Bloody hell mate! Now it seems like something out of a CEO or mafia romance novel. Just what the hell bro.

I just silently prayed for whoever that girl was, having such bad luck as to have this dumbass fall for them.

I just hoped that this 'girl' ends up being an ordinary human side character., and not the puppet mistress or the daughter of some other bigshot in this city.

Only later would I know that one should be careful what they wish for...

"Zheng!!!!" Suddenly I could hear the sound of a buzzing chain saw. I looked upwards to finds a chainsaw cutting through the roof of the sewers.....

"Damn, looks like they found us..."

ON the other side I could see the ground cracking as a thin skeleton-like zombie slowly crawled out from there.

"Yep, my pursuers are here too" Jimmy chimed in.

Sighing to myself. I tightened the grip on my backpack and dashed off deeper into the sewer system. I glanced at my right and saw Jimmy running next to me.

Sure enough... that fellow is clingy like a rat.

He turned towards me and asked, "Is that your fastest speed?"

Slightly annoyed I shot back "So what if it is!"

He just shook his head and then mumbled, "Never mind Imma just carry you then.."

"Wait, what..."

Jimmy then proceeded to shapeshift into a hybrid beast that was part man and part wolf.

He then smiled at me through his fangs and said

"By the way, I forgot to tell you, I am a werewolf."

"No worries, we all make mistakes" I smiled magnanimously and waved my hand at him.

Why? Because I was an extremely empathetic fella that's why.

People forget important shit all the time. Heck, I once forgot who I even fucking was, and I still haven't remembered why I murdered my little brother. See, perfectly normal.

He also smiled back, baring his long fangs at me. His beastly yellow eyes reflected a sense of wild savagery. His fur was silvery white like sparkling moonlight. Yet his whole body seemed to exude a sense of danger to me. He raised his claws and grabbed me.

The light glinted off his sharp claws, a telltale to their sharpness, that would tear me apart to shreds at a moment's notice.

Then, he proceeded to haul me over his shoulder and continue running.

Honestly... I couldn't care anymore.

The fucker changed the genre again.

I wasn't even sure what it was anymore.

I was really tempted to yell back, that by the way I also forgot to tell you that my girlfriend is a ghost and probably an important one and that.

But I held back just in case I hurt his fragile ego. I would let him have his glory for now...

Moreover, she wasn't even my girlfriend yet... for all I know she might just decide to kill me off if she felt bored.

It definitely, wasn't because I was afraid the guy would drop me off and run away on his own. I had plenty of means to escape by myself...

Soon we came to a big dome-like section of the sewers. It felt more like a boss room at the end of a dungeon crawl if you ask me. However, before we could reach the other exit of the room, Night raven suddenly materialized from the shadow and blocked our way.

"I have been waiting for you." Night raven said as he slowly stepped towards us...

"You were quite bold back there MAD DOG, you actually used my weakness of light to attack me..."

"oooh, looks like the Lycan is here too, I didn't know that he had not only defeated you but also made you his lackey..."

Shut the fuck up asshole, you are his lackey, your entire family is his lackey. Stinking raven, luckily you don't have any relationship with crows so now I won't feel slightly regretful in beating you up.

"I would love to stay back and talk trash with you tar-feathers, but I am kinda busy right now."

A serene and drawn out voice sounded from behind me...

"ooh reallyyyyy, But I have aaaalll the time in this world."

"Please do stay behind with us."

"That voice belonged to Dr.Chainsaw, obviously.... "

We turned back and sure enough, Zombie-man and Dr.Chainsaw had already blocked the way we came from.

It seems that he has regained his composure compared to the time when I had just electrocuted him...

Oh boy! Turns out, he was the type who would become all calm and gentle when they were mad!

"Huh, Luckily for us there are two more exit-"

"-Pls forget I said that."

I sighed and jumped off from Jimmy-the-Lycan-express-delivery-service.

From the right entrance, I could see A bunch of people wearing black cloaks slowly dragging their feet towards us, and from the left, I saw Alfred-the-puppet-butler and his army of... puppets

It was an army of Puppets.

That was so damn cool yet creepy at the same time. But since they were going to attack us. They were definitely un-cool.

"The mistress is extremely angry... hand over the orb and we will give you a clean death."

Suddenly...a snickering voice could be heard from the other side.

"Don't tell me that the mistress of yours actually managed to lose her soul orb..." A man who seemed to be leading the dark cloaks suddenly interrupted them.

"Hahaha this is great! After retrieving the orb and the stone from these two boys, the dark lord can be released from his dimensional cage. I would surely be rewarded by the Order." The man slowly started laughing in pleasure and anticipation

"Huh, so the lycan brat even stole the stone from you. Looks like we have saved a trip and won't have to go through the earlier plan of stealing the stone." The butler remarked, clearly surprised.

"Heh, give me the stone and the orb!!!"

"This is all well and good, but I have a better idea here..." a cheeky voice suddenly rang from above me...

"How about I take both the stone and the orb and the rest of you all fight to the death."

I looked up and saw the trickster who had arrived god knows when floating above our heads.

We were surrounded on all sides by most of the unspeakable horrors of the city.

We were like fresh juicy pieces of meat hanging between the mouths of a bunch of wolves, who were discussing who would get the right to eat us.

The wolves never cared about the meat's feelings.

Cause the meat was dead.

Thus, We were Dead Meat

For the thousandth time today, I found my life hanging at the tip of a sword.