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Double Life Dreamer
 Follows a boy who, after being beaten by gangsters, wakes up in a magical world where he’s seen as a loser with weak magical abilities. Every time he sleeps in one world for 8 hours, he spends 16 hours in the other, forcing him to balance both realities. In the real world, he has access to AI and technology, while in the magical world, he encounters beasts, magic swordsmen, and a royal family at war. Using his knowledge of AI, he creates magical tech suits to enhance his powers. As he becomes entangled in political intrigue and pursued by an evil government agency, he must navigate both worlds to survive and uncover dark secrets threatening them.

Double Life Dreamer

Mr Masaru tackled Daizo onto the table. "YOU SHOT MY SON?!"

Daizo growled and slammed his knee into Masaru's stomach. "He got in our way!"

Masaru staggered but didn't back down. He threw a wild punch—but Daizo dodged and countered with a hook to the ribs. The other gangsters laughed as Masaru staggered back, coughing.

Ryo clenched his fists. I have to do something… but if I use my powers, I'll expose myself.

People were already recording. Security was rushing in.

Mr Masaru wiped his mouth, breathing heavily. "I won't let you get away with this!"

Daizo grinned. "Yeah? Try me, old man." He punched Mr Masaru square in the jaw, knocking him back. Blood dripped from Mr Masaru's nose as he tried to stand.

Ryo's mind raced. There's something I learned from AI training…

Boosting Adrenaline with Magic—It was a theory he had tested in the fantasy world. By stimulating pressure points and nerve pathways, he could flood a body with raw energy—turning fatigue into strength.

Ryo subtly raised his hand and pointed two fingers at his father. Blue energy pulsed from his finger

Mr Masaru blinked. The pain was gone. His limbs tingled. His body… felt light.

Daizo sneered. "Had enough, old man?"

Mr Masaru cracked his knuckles. "Actually… I think I just got started."

FWOOSH! He moved so fast that Daizo barely had time to react before a punch blasted him across the room. The gangsters' jaws dropped.

One charged. Masaru weaved through his attacks like a pro boxer before landing an uppercut that sent him flipping over a desk.

Another gangster swung a chair—Masaru grabbed it midair and shattered it with a kick.

Ryo gawked. Holy crap. I made my dad a shonen protagonist.

His reinforcements rushed in. Masaru obliterated them. He dodged, countered, and sent men flying like a martial arts master. A gangster tried pulling a gun—Masaru kicked it out of his hand, spun, and elbowed him into unconsciousness.

Security stormed in. Masaru stood over the groaning gangsters, breathing hard. His shirt was torn, his fist dripped blood, and he looked badass as hell.

Daizo, with a broken arm and a messed-up eye, staggered toward the exit. "This… isn't over…" he rasped. "I'm coming for you…" He shoved open the glass door and disappeared.

Security escorted the rest of the gangsters away.

Masaru turned to Ryo with a cocky grin. "Well? What do you think of your old man now?"he said as he fainted.

Chapter 5: Raging Father vs. The Mafia Boss