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.

PS: I'm trying my best to be humorous. I hope this tickles your funny bone.

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Work In Progress: I Turned My Friend Into A Werewolf, Now What?!

It was hard to fall asleep that night as I ended up twisting and turning while pondering the meaning behind Sol's words before inevitably getting off the couch. I paced about the room, trying to use the meaningless back and forth as a means to abandon the questions regarding what he could have meant before giving up and sitting back in the plush seats of the couch.

Unable to bear brooding over the subject again, I decided to take a stroll outside for a change in scenery and to get some fresh air. As it was now mid-spring, the flower field nearby has been in full bloom.

I knelt to the ground, observing the flowers which had also gone to bed for the day. I stroked it absent-mindedly before getting up and heading over to the cliff in the distance that I often went to, to think whenever I came over in secret.

Chapter 133: Not What I Intended