My Possessive Tyrant

1. Multiverse.

"Shit! Shit! Shit!"

What am I supposed to do?

I have fallen into the hole I dug myself and cannot find a way out.

Sigh! Let me give a brief account of the shitty situation I am in.

My real name is Thunyakorn Wongtipkanon or Thun for short. I am a rather successful scriptwriter from the twenty-first century.

When I say successful, I mean that three of my novels were turned into series and were a huge hit onscreen (Yes, I used to be a novelist, but I took up script writing as I didn't want some random guy to ruin my work when my stories are turned into scripts.) 

It was almost half a year ago that my publisher called me over to her office and told me that a studio specially requested for me to write a BL series for them.

You all must know how popular these BL series are nowadays. So, when the offer was made, the publisher said yes to the studio without even asking me.

By the time he told me, the companies were all set to sign the contract.

Initially, I was reluctant as I am not really good at writing romance (I am a thirty-year-old man with zero experience in romance, what else do you expect from me?) nor am I interested in trying the genre. Especially when I have to write something that is related to the LGBTQ community.

Not that I am homophobic or anything, but I just didn't know how to, you know... be it smut or the fluffy, you need some imagination right? I just didn't have it.

So, I declined the offer.

But my publisher was dead set on convincing me. You know what he told me? He told me that it would be easy for me to write a BL story because I was gay.

I mean, I myself didn't know that I was gay or not. How the heck did he know? 

I obviously snapped at him for calling me gay. He then told me that the reason he thought that I was gay was because of the rumors he had heard about me from high school schoolmates that I was gay.

Let me tell you how this rumor started back then. It was because I concentrated more on my studies and never got involved in fights like most of the boys in my class did. Plus, I have really fair skin and a sensitive one too. So, I never went out in the sun. This made them suspect that I was gay.

The girls too thought the same because they felt that I was too gentlemanly to them to be straight. You can't blame me for that. When you are brought up by a bunch of women, it is normal for you to be a gentleman.

I was a baby when my dad passed away because of cancer. My Mom and I moved in with my grandma since then. My mom also passed away when I was eight years old, leaving me under grandma's care.

By the time I turned ten, my aunt got divorced from her husband and moved in with us with her two daughters. My aunt has been playing the parental role in my life ever since.

Basically, I was brought up in between so many women. It isn't surprising that I am more considerate than other boys, right?

But that consideration only earned me the title of being gay in the end, leaving me single to date. (If I am not wrong, the rumor was a bit fueled by those girls who were jealous of my acne-free smooth skin. I know you would be jealous too if you saw me in my high school days. I used to be a looker, you know)

I denied the assumption of being gay and declined the offer.

But things didn't go the way I wanted it to. My grandma fell sick and needed a lot of money for her treatment. As a writer who had been struggling until recent years, I didn't have much savings on me nor did my aunt, who was raising two daughters.

In the end, my publisher offered to pay my grandma's medical bills in return for me writing a BL story. With no other means, I had to agree.

My grandma started recovering and I started researching the BL industry. It actually came as a shock to me when I realized that every single lady in my family was a BL fan! Even my grandma! Isn't that crazy?

Who am I talking to? I know you all are the same. The kind that screams when two boys hold hands. (I know you all watch things that involve more than holding hands)

The people from the studio gave me a few conditions to write as well. The first one is that there should be a lot of characters in which they requested multiple BL couples. Since their studio was producing the series, they wanted to cast a lot of their actors in the series. 

After all, as you know, the BL industry is a gateway to fame for Thai artists.

The second one was about the plot, they wanted me to create a multiverse so that their series would be completely different than those BLs released nowadays.

I am an expert in creating a multiverse. I agreed to both the conditions and started writing.

After watching and rewatching an infinite number of BL series, and reading BL manhwas and comics, I got an idea about the situation and made a rough storyline in my mind.

That was how I started writing my first BL series, Promise You My World.

I finished my first draft and submitted it to my publisher, who in turn submitted it to the studio. The people from the studio liked the multiverse I created and even all of my characters. But they weren't happy about my storyline.

They asked me to make changes and I did. Every time I submitted, they would find one or the other fault.

After submitting for the umpteenth time, I was fed up. I was seriously considering selling my 2BHK apartment, the only asset I owned, to pay back the money and get rid of the contract.

Then on second thought, I felt that I shouldn't be giving up just yet. If the series becomes a hit, then that would be a win-win situation for the studio and me alike.

That night, when I went to bed, I was sincerely praying to God to help me find a way to modify the script in a way that both the producers and the audience would fall in love with it.

Little did I know that the mischievous God was listening to my prayers and would give me a nightmarish solution.

Yes, nightmarish.

I fell asleep on my bed and when I woke up, I was elsewhere. Do you know where this elsewhere was?

I was inside my script! In the multiverse of Promise You my Love!