Nicole_99

Sol and Aries have remained tight-knit friends ever since their first encounter back in school.

Due to a series of failed experimentation, Aries expresses his concern for Sol's safety which in turn roused Sol into a defensive stance. 

Sol did not want to tolerate his friend condemning his skills and incited to break off their friendship. In turn, Aries begs for forgiveness only to end up on the other side of the research spectrum and ended up as Sol's test subject.

With everything said and done. All that was needed was for the experiment to fail as always so that Sol would give in and take into account his own safety in conducting his research.

What happens next, when Sol finds himself stuck in between a rock and a hard place when he finds out how deadly his research could be?

Follow the duo on their journey on figuring out how to deal with the ups and downs of a research gone south.

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Work In Progress: I Turned My Friend Into A Werewolf, Now What?!

After who knows how long, I blinked my eyes open and pushed myself off the grass. It took several minutes for me to regain my bearings as I was too irate to think clearly.

It was obvious snapping at Aries wasn't going to change anything. The past is the past. I guess I had been a little on edge lately.

"... Turns out, finding him didn't change the fact that he was gradually slipping from my grasp." I sighed, mumbling to myself as I dusted my clothes from the dirt.

"Geez... I've gone ahead and soiled the shirt I borrowed from him right after coming out of the bath as well..." I sighed, glancing at my rather scrawny legs that were coated in a layer of dried mud as I rubbed against my arms.

I glanced around, surveying the surroundings before scratching the back of my head. I hate to admit it but, running off in the heat of the moment is a terrible choice since I couldn't make out left or right nor which direction I had came from.

Chapter 117: Apollo