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Competition Unknown

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Chapters and Release: Release days: Everyday Release time: 3pm UTC Status: Unedited. (Will edit after main story conclusion. Specifically from the start.) *** Synopsis: A fifteen years-old schoolgirl comes across a woman who was handing out leaflets for a confidential competition. Unknown to her, the competition took her out of Earth and into another dimension where she has to struggle to find clues behind why multiple worlds are having to be destroyed. The competition forces her to meet unknown entities who are both, good and bad. Sometimes, they would work for her and other times, they would work against her. The universe she goes to, causes her endless suffering until she finally solves the issue and head back to Earth. But that too, is of uncertainty. *** (Prologue) The dream of a child, is to grow up. While the dream of an adult, is to become a kid again. The dream of a poor person, is to be so wealthy and powerful, that the whole city would know their names. While the dream of a businessman, is to get the time in a day to sit and talk to his family for a second. Meanwhile, the dream of a missing or abducted person, is to go back home, to their family. And the dream of a teenager, is to simply be able to survive everything they are going through. Sometimes, people don't even know which category they belong to and move the way life moves them. Sometimes, they find a new path which leads them to even more difficulty. And in other times, they accept the hard truth, and choose to die. Thinking about the number of things that could happen instead, made her feel even more guilty for not listening to the advice of never wandering off alone. Now, she is homesick with extreme pressure of trying to grow strong, surpressing her from different direction. A normal fifteen years-old schoolgirl, comes across an opportunity to escape the hateful life she was leading. But the question is, was it really worst compared to the new life she was living? The competition grants her the things she wanted, but did it not have her pay the price for her choice? But of course, her reply would be, "I just accidentally joined it. It's no big deal compared to Earth." They are told that the worlds are all just novels they had read back at Earth, but if it were really true, why are certain things not matching with what seemed to be true in the novel compared to its world? As reckless she was, she got summoned into a different dimension where it was clearly uncertain whether she would ever be able to return back to Earth, to her previous life. But the more she got closer to Earth, the more the route got covered in blades. Turns out, the only way back, is to sacrifice the things that made her happy, and go on harsh adventures across the entire universe, while suffering threats from powerful enemies coming from the competition. (Author's note: I plan on making things more emotionally intense in the future.)
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Chapter 1 - Participation

(Note: Words in italics are thoughts of the main character perspective.

Friendly Reminder: This is my first time writing, and I promise the writing style gets better the more you read.)

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Maybe it is because people love to torment people. Or maybe it is because the world was made that way.

But I have got to say...

"Name please?" A man behind the glass barrier asked. Dressed up in a suit coat the colour of the leaves. It may have been a better sight a different shade, but this was causing me a headache.

"Uh—Aefia." I diverted my eyes to the man's face instead. My hair is black, my eyes are black... And this gives them reasons to suspect me cause I live in South Asia. Besides, I am a teenager half-way through this phase.

"Right. And may I know the reason for your stay? Also, provide the place and exact time you were born."

No but seriously... Why do I need to answer that?

I let out a deep breathe.

"I am actually from Romania. My father has—"

"Permission granted!" The officer yelled while stamping my passport. Although, it was a green one that my father made me through many different agents. For some reasons... Making me South-Asian.

But truely... Not nationality is something else and I belong somewhere across the world.

And anytime I feel trapped like this... That is all I say. It has become a habit of mine.

As soon as the officer handed me those papers, I walked away back to join my family. I have a mom, and a dad, and a little brother. I have everything and yet, my life just feels suffocating.

As soon as I look at my parents... I want to run away. Then I look at my brother, I have to stay. And it is not like we are anything less then rich and well-known.

My father is a massive businessman. He is so famous that sometimes walking down the street gets him a few bows and "good morning, sir". He contributed to society, he raised orphanages, he gave a few street people some place to stay...

But he has no respect for the women in his life.

I have heard and seen how people in my country are. They are extremely different compared to South Asia where men still believe women belong in the kitchen, they should not be educated, they are punching bags, they are someone who raise their children while the men do nothing...

Some even have their wives work outside while they are unemployed, and then expects money for their gambling whether they are in debt or not.

I hope I never get tangled into those situations...

But yes... My father is almost the same mentality. He has a few friends from this country... And he comes home everynight to cause a mess.

Even servants don't stand a change when it comes to the amount he beats us.

I personally started getting blood on her body since I was four. Broken bones, a bleeding scalp, unattended wounds.

And then locked in the room so that we can't get help.

Alongside that... He isn't even guilty. I could tell on him to a lawyer... But he has the upper ground cause men support men. If a women tries to stand up, we are murdered inside our own house and nobody knows. They don't even care.

I can't even think why my father chose to come here. From what my grandparents say... He was never like this.

That isn't even one percent of all the reasons I hate South Asian people.

There is corruption. There is sickness, there is disrespect, unclean rodes, disgusting-minded people. I really, really, want to go back to Romania.

I can stay with my grandparents, and I will thrive there. I can get educated and become a powerful lawyer, unlike my father who still wants me to drop-out of school. And I am only in ninth-grade.

I really don't stand the chance... Do I?

All I can do is let out a deep sigh, act like I am happy, and walk the streets and ignore those few photographers who keep trying to find me doing something wrong to put it in the newspaper.

While that was that...

We have the school issues. Like any other people in the whole world.

I get bullied a lot, even with top scores second only to the class star. (She is the popular girl we all know who loves to think everyone loves her.)

I am pretty sure that she sheirks into her pillow everynight after I wrote those wrong answers for her when she got me to do all those stacks upon stacks of math homework.

Sorry, can you blame me? She bothers the heck out of me. She is annoying as heck... And I like to annoy her back.

Then I also have a best friend, Nada. (Who is actually my cousin who doesn't know about it. But long story short, I was switched with her at birth. Weird, right?)

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First draft: 22.10.2025

Edited: 06.08.2026

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