The world did not end with a bang, nor a whimper, but with a cosmic "To Be Continued."

A massive, tattooed hand reached out from the monitor, the skin smoking as it crossed into the third dimension. Fuuko didn't pull away. She reached out, her fingers trembling. The moment her skin brushed his, the "Unluck" sparked—not as a disaster, but as a bridge.

Fuuko Izumo stared at the flickering screen of her digital reader, her heart hammering against her ribs like a trapped bird. Chapter 132. The title card bled crimson across the page:

Fuuko’s breath hitched. She checked the URL: WeLoveManga . It was just a scanlation site. Just a digital ghost of a physical book. But the screen began to glow with a blinding, incandescent white.