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"In this life it wasn't possible... and in my imagination I am all yours"

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01. First of all, this story belongs to the "Alien Stage" fandom, a musical series/animation created by "Vivinos" on YouTube. Over time, it gained popularity, and its characters won the hearts of some viewers. With this in mind, only the "Alien Stage" fandom will be mentioned. I will not include or mix in other animations from the same channel just because "they're by the same creator." No, no, no, I will only mention canon characters that appear in "Alien Stage."

02. This story will have some chapters based on the "30 Days OTP" challenge; Some will be incorporated into the main plot, and others will exist in the "imagination" of one of the members of the ship. It's possible that an AU, or "Alternative Universe," will be mentioned. The characters' ages will vary depending on the context or time period in which the story takes place. Any warnings will be mentioned at the beginning of the one-shot.

3. The ship mentioned here will be "HyuLuka," better known as "Hyuna x Luka." So, if this ship makes you uncomfortable or you simply don't like it, please remove it from the story.

4. No other ships will be mentioned, only these two. So, if you were expecting any other ships to be mentioned, I'm sorry to say that this book will not have any secondary ships. It will focus more on the main ship, or the one I mentioned in the previous point.

5. This story will NO LONGER contain NSFW ("Not Safe For Work") or explicit pornographic content. This is because some people have been directly asking me where those kinds of scenes are... so I've decided to remove them from the stories from now on (since I'm figuring out how to handle AO3, I'll probably start writing some chapters with this type of plot). 6. There might be mentions of incidental ships; they'll only appear or be mentioned briefly, but that doesn't mean I'm going to write a story where they're the protagonists of the one-shot. 7. I won't be accepting requests this time. I only joined the fandom about a month ago, and I'm still working on adapting to the characters' personalities so they're "themselves" and not an imitation. I can't guarantee I'll completely capture their personalities, but I'll do my best... there will probably be dedications, but they'll be random. 8. The characters are not my property; as I said before, these characters belong to the creator "Vivinos".

9. Updates will be slow. Why? Well, that's simple. Since I'm new to the fandom, I want to stick to the characters' personalities and not portray (for example) Hyuna as submissive and unable to fight when she knows how to fight and doesn't let anyone mistreat her. I have to write and reread the story to make each part a little longer, fill in the plot holes, or at least most of them, make sure there aren't too many spelling mistakes, and that it makes sense. Besides that, classes sometimes don't leave me much free time, and I have other responsibilities, so no, I don't want to be rushed or asked when the next update will be because it makes me nervous, and I end up canceling and deleting everything (it's happened to me countless times because I feel like it's not good writing).

10. I just saw that you can't add images in AO3, but oh well, separators can be made with letters or symbols without any problem.

11. Suggestions for ideas are welcome, but I can't guarantee that I'd apply them all to the plot.

12. If you were expecting a "dominant" Luka, I'm sorry to say no. I see Luka more as the passive one or the "bottom."

13. I'm translating the story with the help of Google Translate, since I'm learning English. I'll try not to use it too often, but just in case there's any part that's misinterpreted or not understood, that's why.

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"Let's escape together in my imagination, Luka"

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Let's escape from the garden, to a place where no one can find us.

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—So... your life is mine?

That was the question the blond boy asked as he looked at the girl sitting next to him. She watched him for a few seconds before smiling, reaching out to touch his short, curly hair, gently ruffling it. He felt the warmth of her hand brush against his scalp, a sweet and delicate touch, a friendly touch that made him feel safe in her presence. She closed her eyes and replied:
—Of course, Luka.

The girl said, smiling at Luka. His pale yellow eyes acquired that small sparkle that only appeared when he was with her. He only spoke when she spoke to him, when she spoke to him with that sweet and gentle voice, when she was the only one by his side, when he was the only one to whom that childlike smile and that colorful gaze were directed... What could possibly compare to the color of her eyes? It was like grass, but much brighter, much more vibrant... much more her. "Look at yourself now, you're adorable." The brunette said, approaching the blond. The closeness between them was palpable as she wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer, towards Hyuna... feeling her hair, tied back in a ponytail with loose strands brushing against her face, feeling its softness against his cheek and face. He closed his eyes so that her hair wouldn't bother the eye closest to hers... He loved her closeness, he loved her company, he loved her voice, he loved how she treated him... he loved every part of her, and he felt that his love was reciprocated. A slight warmth rose to her cheeks as she felt his closeness, the closeness of his face, the closeness of his hair, the closeness of his arm; that grip that kept him by her side. He didn't want to leave her, not now, not ever... if it were up to him, he would choose a thousand times over to be there by her side... once, he heard a child say there was a way to escape, a way to break free from that fantasy and flee that place, that prison where, in the end, it would be a fight between them to survive, using everything they had at their disposal to stay standing or at least breathe once more... Hyuna, if one day you disappeared from his life...

What would he do without you?

What would happen if one day you disappeared from his life?

Perhaps he would get over you, perhaps he would understand that you wouldn't return... or, in the worst-case scenario, he would cling to your memory, to all the love you gave him, and create a world where you never left him, a world where aliens didn't exist, and where they could have a better life Don't worry... they would meet by chance, and fate would unite them in the most unexpected way. The most beautiful thing that could exist, whether by chance, accident, or some funny reason they would laugh about in the future, a funny anecdote, but at the same time, the most beautiful beginning for them.

Oh, Luka...

Throughout your life, you only knew pain, pressure, greed, and many things a child shouldn't know at such a young age... How could you not cling to that little ray of light in your life?

My sun... my life... don't abandon me at the bottom of this dark universe.

Words he would say to himself in the future, because without her, how could he feel happiness? How could he feel love?

How could he live without her?
—Hyuna, look! I found a giant beetle!

Hyunwoo exclaimed, quickly approaching his sister. After hearing her twin, Hyuna let go of Luka to also pay attention to the brunette... perhaps, if she had phrased the question better, if she had chosen the right words, Hyuna's answer would have been different.

So... is your life mine?

No... he meant...

So... are you my life?

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Of course, someday we'll do it together.

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I close my eyes and you are here... hello, my beloved

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Darkness... coldness... loneliness... that's what he felt in those moments. His eyes were closed, a grimace showing his discomfort as he shifted between the sheets, trying to find something to help him move through the darkness... whispers reached his ears. He wanted to find anything that would help him hide from those monsters, those deformed beings that would take him and torture him until he cried, until his vocal cords felt like they were on the verge of collapse and his body was drained of energy, leaving him on the floor, alone, with nothing to protect him from that viscous substance and the machines that would hurt him until he felt he could beg for mercy... Mercy? How would she feel if they gave it to her for just one day's respite from those beings?

He can't see anything, not even the tip of her own nose... he can only crouch down, sit on the ground, hug his own trembling legs while hiding her face; that was his safe place for as long as he could remember... the whispers become intolerable noises to her sensitive ears. Were they screams? The sound of machines running and fulfilling their purpose? He had no idea what was happening; he just wanted someone to hug him and make him feel safe, he wanted someone to get him out of that horrible place... and as if it were an all-powerful being, something came to his rescue.

Before, most of humanity believed in an all-powerful being capable of bringing joy and sorrow, fortune and misfortune, a balance between good and evil depending on your actions... and that God, all-powerful, didn't have a form that he knew... it destroyed the ceiling with inhumanly possible force; he could barely shield his head from the small, tiny pieces of debris that rained down on his hair... silence reigned in the place; the coldness in the room changed to a pleasant warmth, and the fresh air from outside... he didn't understand. Had he died, and was this the "afterlife," as his ancestors called it, if they ever existed? His trembling hands moved away from his head. Slowly, he raised his gaze and then he saw her... a beautiful green light illuminating everything around him.

Anyone else would run, would flee from that strange light, unsure if it was something good or bad, harmful or toxic. But Luka... he rose slowly but surely, reaching his hand toward the ceiling, the source of that strange emerald light
— You're beautiful

The blond whispered with a smile, feeling his cheeks burn with a pleasant warmth. He longed to reach her... his yellow eyes gazed at that beautiful light. He walked toward her... toward her warmth, toward his shining star...

— Luka?

He needed her...

— Hey, Lukaaa!

He loved her...

— Luka!

The blond boy quickly opened his eyes, his breath ragged. He looked up at the person calling him... there she was... his bright green light, his star... his beloved life... wearing that black top that had been resting on his chest... oh, how embarrassing... a nervous smile appeared on his face as he watched the girl smile back at him. All he could manage was one word... a name so beautiful it gave meaning to everything about him
— Hyuna...

The boy said almost in a whisper. It had to be her, and only when she put the glasses on him did he see Hyuna's divine face... Luka stared at her for a few seconds... he'd had that strange dream again, the one where they were forced to participate in a contest and had to win to survive... he was tired of those nightmares, especially when he remembered how it all ended... it was all fake, but it always left him uneasy, as if it had really happened
— Good morning, sleepyhead... hey, Did you sleep well?

The girl asked with a smile as she felt the boy embrace her, resting his head near her neck... he smiled, feeling the warmth of her body, his star, his sun... his goddess... she was there, alive... the good thing was that it was all a nightmare... or perhaps a child's imagination to escape reality and have the life he so longed for.
—Yes... my love...

The blond whispered with a smile, closing his eyes as he felt the warmth of her arms wrap around him tightly... he had returned to his safe place.

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Hi Luka... How was your day, honey?