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(This is from Sleepground's perspective) (I've modified it slightly and added some of my own theories. It's based only on the Supernatural World Tour book, so the dialogue might differ from the original) (+Damn, my draft got deleted, so I had to rewrite the whole thing... Ugh) (Created at the recommendation of @FolksyChime3893) I am Park Sleepground. My mother passed away after a long battle with cancer. Because of that, my father wanted me to enter a prestigious medical school and become a doctor, pushing me to study endlessly. Due to a mistake of mine, I failed to get into the best high school in the city and ended up at Yeoro High School instead. There, I joined the World Tour Club. I thought we'd just be watching documentaries or doing geographical research. But I was wrong. Suddenly, I was in Paris, France, thanks to Gongryong's power. When I looked into Deokgae's eyes, French suddenly sounded like Korean, and I could speak it fluently. I thought it would go on like that forever. But... Gongryong, Deokgae, and Radeu were beings created in a research lab, and they had escaped just a few years prior. The lab director was arrested by the International Paranormal Supervision (IPS). Gongryong, Deokgae, and Radeu were moved to an IPS safe house, and the World Tour Club vanished, leaving only a promise to meet again. I got top marks on my college entrance exams. But I didn't go to medical school. My true dream, my future, was to see the wider world. After graduation, I boarded a plane with nothing but a backpack. I could no longer speak foreign languages naturally, nor could I travel anywhere in the blink of an eye. I had to keep studying languages and travel by plane. When I ran out of money, I worked part-time jobs, and then I traveled again. It was all thanks to the World Tour Club. Now, I'm in Prague, the capital of the Czech Republic. Someone muttered something as they passed by. I heard a familiar language. Korean. I wondered if it could be. "A travel club? Is it VR or something?" Immediately, I headed in the direction that person had come from. "Now, now, members of the World Tour Club! Is everyone here?" "Hey, you're confusing the members. You should have explained first." "You guys are still the same... *Sigh*." It was them. The members of the World Tour Club. Radeu shook his head, then saw me. "You're... Sleepground?" (Phew, that was hard. I've never written over a thousand characters in a plot before...)