Here's my Bible, read that shit before seeing my glorious mask, okay!?

Basically Narrator (or me) memorizing the US zone of Robloxia...

THIS HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH HSC, ONLY ABOUT MY PERSONAL LIFE.

NARRATOR IS ME.
SOL IS MY BESTIE (like Sunny :3)
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"Oh hey ma'am! It is such a nice day to meet ya!" The eccentric Narrator greeted the woman with a bow, posing himself like da old lad from the 17th in Bri'ish.

"EXCUSE ME!? DO YOU HAVE ANY MANNER!?" The overdramatic woman, who was clearly dissatisfied, shouted at him angrily. "I IDENTIFY, AS AN OMNIROMANTIC AROACE HOMO-"

"Ah yes, yapyap." The Narrator sighed in disappointment, his mask still hiding his saddened face. Every day, he couldn't get anyone's pronoun correct, which made them really sophisticated for who knows shit.

"DON'T, YOU, DARE INTERRUPTING ME WHILE I'M SPEAKING!!" The woman threw her handbag at the Narrator's mask, slightly cracking 0.0000001%. "DIDN'T YOUR PARENTS TEACH YOU WHAT RESPECT IS?"

"And people like you are reasons why I have really bad feelings about the pride community," He gently flushed his tophat. "even if I don't want to."

"THEN THAT JUST PROVES YOU'RE HOMOPHOBIC, I'LL TELL THIS TO THE GOVERNMENT!!" She...no, he? Can't understand, nor acknowledge.

The once-almighty Narrator had accepted his fate as his reputation was kicked down daily just because people this generation were all too overdramatic and sensitive.

'Stalker, creep, bitch, dumbass, blah blah blah. Wish they were more original when using the rainbow.'

He thought silently, his face stern before walking away and entered a delicating Café. Of course, by this time they had already acknowledged him for his 'terrorism'.

Could he even hope? Not quite, but still there. His life was already ruined in debris, but at least better than after Lunar Overture Destruction..

He took out a note and wrote down some few...boring words that were related to the new generation...These could be useful if he wanna try to stay alive and stable-

"Why so people even call themselves AroAce? Why not in simplicity, like 'I'm uninterested in love' or like that? Why complexity?"

"Because humans, are indeed, overreacting."

The Narrator looked up, and his mask smiled upon meeting Sol's face. The Engineer sat down on the opposite of Narrator's position.

His black tophat and overall clothes reminded Narrator of a leader of a mafia gang...He must had been over-exaggerating...

"Though, I expect you to keep it shut." The Engineer began interacting. "Otherwise, thy punishment won't be deniable..It shall be painful you see, by the moment they heed thy words."

"Yappachino." Said the Narrator jokefully, though his voice quickly turned back to his stern one. "I mean...Don't we all agree that we have our rights to show our opinions? Why must we obey the 'unofficial' law?"

"Thy question cannot be answered, for it shall be kept the world's secret." Spoke The Engineer which The Narrator responded with a groan. "After the Skibidi Invasion, our reality has never been the same...especially with this sensitive topic."

"Perhaps, it shall not be discussed here." Sol glared around the Cafe, noticing everyone's eyes landed on them. "Let's get our coffee and leave this sacred ground-"

"I ain't here for history, Sol." Narrator grunted disappointingly. "Anyways, should I make my own gender? Let's call....Narra-gender!"

"I...am unsure. Though I do agree with a fact that the dictionary has updated a lot of...words, recently." The Engineer commented, sipping the coffee he got from air.

The masked Narrator was left with an unsatisfied mood, probably because he was already not a fan of complexity, and now he had to go along with these...rainbow misconceptions.

We all knew by now, Narrator had NEVER been known as one who could adapt to complicated messes of works. He had always been one with a simplified mind.

Now having to stabilize his rank and reputation in a pretty messed-up world, while carefully choosing his words...Definitely not something Narrator wanted.

"Perhaps, you're way too old for this." Sol added. "Like a hag."

"OF COURSE I AM AN ELDER! WHAT DO YOU EXPECT FROM ONE WHO EXISTED FROM BEGINNING OF TIME!?" Narrator slammed his hand down the table angrily.

Everyone's eyes landed on him confusingly; though unlike maid boys or i-wanna-be-tough girls, he seemed to enjoy being the center of attention.

(if yall angry at this, your fault since it is MY opinion.)

"THE WORLD IS A MESS, SOL!" He shouted furiously (or dramatically + jokingly?) at the engineer, whose face kept calm. "NOW I HAVE TO KEEP MY MOUTH, THAT'S WHAT YOU SAY!? I LOVE TALKING, SO THAT'S A BIG NONO!"

"It shall be limited, to your heed." Sol noted down. "Sometimes, you need to keep your temper down. Individuals like them," he pointed at the small horde in the café. "are not who you should make as enemies."

"So you want me to lower my esteemed ego!? In yer dream!" He loudly demanded, receiving a long sigh from The Engineer. "Tch, I guess time changed and made us...heh, hate ourselves now?"

"Indeed...along with some other problems." Sol addressed, which frustrated Narrator as he was forced to listen to another whole time of communication. "There exist gender dysphoria, discrimination, equality, rights, etc. Basically anything can be used to make dramatic news from it."

"I guess, you're right in that?" Narrator finally nodded in agreement for once, lowering his ego by 1%. This eventually received a smile from Sol's dark (presumably from fighting the Abyss) face.

"So...you only feel a bit off about the concept of trans and fluid?" Sol started to interrogate Narrator, slowly becoming a bit more demanding. "Or thy esteem cannot be lowered?"

"Well, technically speaking...I am now neutral with transgender now; though they really need to address their gender as soon as they want to be acknowledged."

"So it's about fluidity huh..? Why is that?"

"I often think that people with this type of condition act way too weird, and dramatic too? Remembering 1 time I met one, couldn't figure THEIR pronoun since they refused to answer. Then I kinda assumed their static gender, but it was really disappointing."

"Maybe you've only seen one side from it? Or maybe it's something related to their past behavior."

"Meh, can't change my mind that people often cling on that 'specific' gender just to change their identity every now and then."

"I believe they are not comfortable with their real gender? Sometimes you, and we, and them too, need to learn how to accept. That original gender will follow you forever like your cells."

"Honestly, I would if not for a fact that I am REQUIRED to remember over 1000 types of genders...I will literally die trying to insert that in my programmed brains."

"I agreed. Though, I mean, Skidibi Toilet exists...so anything can come to reality."

"But like...Stating one wrong in the US is a literal death sentence since you'll be discriminated for 'spreading false infos' or whatever bullshit."

"Not that far...but agreeable."

"Leaving the US was so far my best decision. Consider that a redemption to my Lunar Overture collapse."

"Commander still never stops chasing you though, heh."

"Whatever mate. Just glad that I could share these to you."

"No issue." Sol knuckled on Narrator's hand. He playfully did it again with his other hand. Soon enough, they both left and yes they did not pay the coffee.

"It's so lucky that I met someone that isn't so dramatically judgemental like ya." Narrator gave Sol a cheerful nudge with his coffee, which Sol only let a small but genuine laugh.

"Anything." The Engineer responded, now sipping his newly-refilled coffee, tainted with a bit of milk. "For a free coffee."

"Ruh roh." Narrator awkwardly remembered, as now the federation would be chasing them for not paying the coffee and trespassing into a zone of history. "Seems like we are gonna be partners in crime!"

"Fair enough." Sol enhanced his gauntlet, forming a light-hybrid wing that slowly flapped with beaming beacon struck down at him.

A new challenging threat has appeared!
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Nyaaaaa am on hiatus again-