It was just another day for me, I think what stood out is today is the day I'm finally ending another series of my novel. My eyes we're focus on the screen before me as i typed away my imagination.

  My vision blurred as tears gathered in my eyes. This was the ending. I wanted to change it, but something stopped me from doing so, as if it had already been decided.

  "Let's get married again"

  My mouth opened on its own as I imagined how painful it must be for my main character. She would lose the only person she had ever loved.

  “Ah… it’s bleeding again.”

  I didn't even notice that my nose is dripping blood again. It became a norm because it always happen when I'm writing or daydreaming about the stories in my head.

  I reached for a napkin, pressing it against my face to stop the blood.

  I knew my readers would be devastated to learn that Pride would die this volume. I reached for my mouse and clicked publish

  I never imagined myself becoming a . But when my novel grew famous, it began supporting my studies, so I simply continued.

  If you come across this story on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen from Royal Road. Please report it.

  I just got lucky people find it interesting and loved it.

  —Ping!—

  —Ping!—

  —Ping!—

  I as I clicked the notifications, only to find the fanbase enraged by the series’ ending.

  MoonlitReader

  “I stayed up all night for THIS?? Pride didn’t deserve to die.”

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  BrokenQuill

  “Same. I feel empty.”

  Hope4Life

  “Life has suffered enough. Why would you do this to her?”

  >

  InkAndTears

  “Because the author enjoys pain apparently.”

  SleeplessReader

  “I cried at 3 a.m. and now I have to function like a normal person.”

  Pridewifetobe91

  “I’m crossing my fingers that next volume shows them happy in their next life!”

  I was lost in thought when suddenly, it felt like gravity had betrayed me.

  —Thud!!—

  Pain shot through my lower back and butt as my body slammed into the .

  “F-ck!”

  I opened my eyes, but all i see is White.

  

  “…Holy moly,” I whispered.

  “I’m a main character.”

  I pushed myself up and looked around,

  Then the floating screen shifted into focus.

  [ Welcome, Writer

  Before transportation to Planet 98, please select:

  ? Two (2) items you wish to bring

  ? Three (3) wishes ]

  "Wait a minute..

  However the system screen didn't change at all.

  I do remember writing planet 98 however I am not sure if I transmigrated or still in my own universe.

  If I really had transmigrated to my novel universe… .

  "Muhahaha"

  Hehehe...

  Butso.... i think my imagination of the creatures living there is accurate.

  get a grip let's focus on what's is in front of us first.

  it's allowing me to bring two item, i should be smart about this choice.