"Andrew~~~~~"

While mowing the lawn for Anna's family's new mansion, Andrew heard a sugar-coated voice from afar. His face turned pale; his body shook; his eyes glanced sideways. Then he dropped the grass mower and jumped behind a tree.

The woman pulled him out of his hiding place and scolded, "It's me! Why did you run off? Don't you love me anymore?"

Only then did Andrew realized it was his girlfriend, Anna [InsertLastNameHere]. He exclaimed, "Gosh! You creeped the hell out of me. Don't call me with that voice anymore! I still have PTSD being around that devil." The 'devil' he was referring to was Pink Anne.

"I'm not her! She's a game character. She can't exist in real life!"

"I was a game character."

"You're different. You are a glitch. You never belonged in that world." Anna pulled Andrew in for a deep hug. "It's alright. You don't have to worry about her ever again."

The Goddess had always been like that. She would swoop over, cuddle him, and nuzzle her nose against his back like a cat. She would always want him to be around, and that was a reason why he left his day job in another city.

After graduating from the 4D University, Andrew became an owner of a large bank. Every day, he stayed close to the teachings of his father from the three-dimensional world: 'Give a man a gun, and he will rob the bank. Give the man a bank, and he will rob the world. ' He adopted that as his motto and ceaselessly worked to contribute to Wall Street and robbed from the laypeople. After three months, the global financial market collapsed; he returned home and mowed the lawn for Goddess.

Of course, Andrew couldn't complain. He had more time to complete his project: a transducer for an antimatter gun that could help open a portal back into the third dimension. At the same time, he discovered traces of a fifth dimension, a phenomenon that both he and the Goddess deduced to be the proof that the 4D world could be controlled by an even larger entity.

"Great. Even in another dimension, I can't control my own fate," Andrew once lamented.

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"Does that matter?" The Goddess said, holding his hands, "The important thing is that you're here with me, and there are no meteors falling on our heads."

Andrew sat in the garden beside Anna, and she lay on his lap. Her eyes widened, looking up at him as if she had something to say.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

"I. . . I just think of how lucky I am to have you." She wrapped her hands around his.

"Yeah, I know. I'd be lucky to have me."

Their faces moved so close to each other that Andrew could feel Anna's hot breath on his lips. However, just when their lips were about to touch, Andrew noticed mysterious sounds from the bushes on the other side of the fence.

He pushed Anna away and glanced about. "Someone's watching us."

Andrew scowled at the grove in the distance. As expected, there was a shadow lurking behind it, slipping back into the groves after Andrew stared at it. Seeing him looking at me too, that shadow slipped back into the grove of trees. It was then that he realized something important.

That shadow had been following him lately.

He remembered the last meeting he had in the investment bank he worked at. As he was presenting in front of the Board of Director, he saw a shadow in the corner of the room. He whispered to the board of shareholders, "Looks like someone is watching us."

The Board also paid attention to the very important matter. They replied, "You're fired!"

He remembered when he and the Goddess had sex in their bedroom. He told the Goddess, "Looks like someone is watching us."

Sharing his concerns, she trembled, closed her eyes shut, and said, "Uh. . . ah. . . uh. . . ah. . . uh. . ."

There was also this other time when he was in a restroom in a middle of a desert for reasons. He finished pooping, but there was no toilet paper in the room to clean his butt. Stuck in the restroom, he was in a really shitty situation. Andrew had thought that his life was over, however. . .

The person appeared, reaching through the gap under the door, and handed him a roll of brand-new toilet paper. At first, Andrew was delighted, but then, the horrifying truth loomed over him.

That shadow knew when and where he would take a shit.

For nearly a week after that, Andrew was so scared he didn't dare close his eyes when he slept nor wiped his ass.

Andrew grabbed the anti-matter gun from behind him and pointed it at the grove. "Who are you?" he shouted. "How did you know where I shat?"

The shadow stayed silent.

"Answer!" Andrew growled. "Or else I'll shoot you!"

The shadow stayed silent. Andrew tried his best to keep his composure, but he had already envisioned the worst. His eyes twitched and his hands shook.

What if that person is. . .

"Relax. It's me," the shadow replied. It was a male voice. "You're turning into such a pussy that you're becoming Canadian."

"Joddy?" Andrew lowered his gun. "How are you out here too?"

Joddy walked out of the grove and touched his mustache. "I was never from the third dimension. Has it never occurred to you?"

"I guess having your voice echoing from the sky does seem kind of sus. Why are you behind that grove?"

Joddy's expression darkened. "I'm just here to tell you that you'll be in danger soon. Don't think this is over."

"What? How am I in danger?"

"Can't tell." He shrugged.

"Do you know the reason?"

"Of course I do. I'm Joddy freaking Ferdinand."

"Then why can't you tell me?"

"Why do you think I randomly put DickInSon in front of you with a baseball bat in his hand? You have to fight for your worth, young man."

"You're just having fun with me, aren't you?"

"I'm not. Someone else has a plan for you, Andrew. I'm just a curious observer."

His words sent chills down Andrew's spine for some reason he couldn't figure out. Andrew opened his mouth, trying to find words to say. But Joddy had already disappeared.