4.59After dying, our main character found himself summoned by a young woman. She comes from a long line of summoners and had expected to partner up with a powerful being, like the rest of her family. Instead, she summoned a computer programmer, who from now on will be living inside her head. Powerless, he's unable to help her with the upcoming war. Disappointed that neither of them had been blessed by fate with some divine abilities, he decides to build a computer system inside her head himself. ====================== If you want to discuss the story you can join the following discord : https://discord.gg/5Pu595W ====================== Volume 1 is now available on Amazon Kindle! If you like the series, check it out! :D us : http://www.amazon.com/dp/B07NSGR37P fr : http://www.amazon.fr/dp/B07NSGR37P uk : http://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B07NSGR37P
As the saying goes: Better the Devil you know. Shay: How do you define the word, Devil? How do you ask someone why they are the way that they are? I didn’t realize when it all really meant. I was about to come face to face with a Devil for the first time. Only he wasn’t really the first. Noah: I had to close my eyes so that I could concentrate on blocking out the pain My jaw ached, and it felt like needles were pricking my arms and legs. “Noah,” she said in a whisper. My body shook. Just being close to her was painful. It was difficult to explain how, but the pain from her close proximity was mixed with pleasure. “Shay,” I said back to her, just as quiet. She let out a small sound. My eyes opened quickly to see her covering her mouth to stifle a laugh. “What’s so funny?” I asked, feeling the pain in my extremities start to fade. Her hand dropped quickly to reveal a dazzling smile. “It’s nothing,” she said, meeting my gaze, “You were just making a cute face.” I felt myself frown, “Cute?” She nodded at me with her face dead serious. I had to glance away from her. I didn’t mind that she called me cute, but I felt a strange sensation in my stomach. She let out a laugh, and the feeling only got worse. Shay: He sat across from me with his eyes closed. It looks like he is pain. His lower lip quivered. “Noah,” I said, wanting to run my thumb over his shaking lip. His brows furrowed, and more than anything, I wanted to reach over this small table between us and embrace him. “Shay,” he whispered. Damn, this boy made me nervous. The only thing my brain would let me do was have a very inappropriate response. My hand came up quickly with the hope of being able to cover my mouth, to muffle my laugh. His eyes opened quickly to meet mine. He looked startled by the sound. “What’s so funny?” he asked with a small smile on his face. I dropped my hand to grin at him. “It’s nothing,” I said, keeping eye contact, “You were just making a cute face.” He frowned a little, “Cute?” I nodded seriously. He looked away, and I swear I could see the color increase in his cheeks. I nervously let out another laugh. This is not what I was expecting. He is beautiful, and from his reaction, genuine.