NOTE. This is a simulation.

The life of Stefan Butler. It's a game. And you're in control.

You have the joystick. You have the chance to take him anywhere. Maybe you'll guide him through rough patches, or maybe you'll give him the life he truly deserves.

This is an interactive fanfiction. Through the story, you'll face several forks in the road. You will have the chance to decide what happens next. How? By casting your vote in the review section. This is meant to be an immersive experience, so why not participate? I'd love to see your creative ideas, and I hope you enjoy.

Disclaimer: this is not a choose your own adventure. It follows the guidelines, because it allows you to go in order chapter-by-chapter without clicking through random spots.

So

Without further ado. DESTINY….


Stefan often thought back to the one fateful day in his life. The one defining tragedy that would make him who he was today.

What could he have done to stop it happening? He wondered this a lot. But in these musings, he always came up short.

Even if time travel was real, even if he could go back to that day, he wasn't sure there was any way he could've saved his mother. Even if he stopped her from leaving the house, the world would've claimed her life in some other way.

Why? Easy. Because it was destiny.

He awoke that morning from another dream. A nightmare. A guilt-trip, really. His fifth dream that week about the day his mother died.

Died? No. She was killed. Killed by a derailing train. Killed by destiny.

Fourteen years, it's been. (Almost, his brain reminded him. Almost but not yet.) The anniversary would be upon him sooner than he expected. It always crept up on him.

Since then, it was just him and Dad. No pets, no dating, nothing else of the sort. The only new addition to their lives was Dr. Haynes, Stefan's therapist.

Dr. Haynes noted that ever since the accident, Stefan had begun to dissociate more and more and more. She prescribed him to anxiety medication, and that helped. Sometimes. But when the anniversary neared, the nightmares just grew more frequent and more vivid.

If he was gonna shake off last night's dream, he'd need to focus on something else. How about food? His brain suggested. That was a good idea.

"Hey dad"

"What?"

"I'm hungry."

"Okay, what do you want for breakfast?"


Your move. A rather unimportant decision to begin with, sure, but I have to make sure you can be trusted.

You decide what Stefan should eat for breakfast.

How do you do this? Excellent question. The answer: write your vote in the reviews. The most popular/ most consistent answer will be selected.

You have until next Wednesday (January 30th). On that day, you will see what results from your decisions.

So what are you waiting for? Cast your vote in the reviews now!