I'll Become the Second Male Lead's Happily Ever After

CHAPTER 1: ACCEPTANCE

"Acceptance doesn't mean resignation;

it means understanding that something is what it is

and that there's got to be a way through it."

-Michael J. Fox

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Dear my lovely a** reader~

I now give you full authority to rewrite the ending of "The Two Heirs Gambit". I wish you all the best! Good fuck*n luck!"

P.S. Unlike you, its 100% meant!

After reading the post script, his eyes suddenly went blurry and he lost consciousness for a moment. When he opened his eyes, he was lying in bed in an unfamiliar room. He sat up and blinked his eyes a few times trying to soak in where he was and started talking to himself to calm his nerves.

"Definitely not my room since I don't have an 80-inch flat screen television, a split type air conditioner, a PC gaming set-up, and this large and fluffy king size bed!"

"Was I kidnapped??? No! Who would kidnap someone and treat them like VIP!"

He gripped both sides of his head desperately trying to recover his hazy memories.

"If I remember correctly, I got home from my usual overtime work around 10pm, took a shower, ate dinner, and..."

"READ THE LAST CHAPTER OF THE TWO HEIRS GAMBIT!"

"I hated the ending, got emotional which was so unlike me, sent a threatening message to the author, received an ominous reply about "doing something myself", and lost consciousness!"

"Wait! No way! Don't tell me..."

I now give you full authority to rewrite the ending of "The Two Heirs Gambit".

"Oh no! No friggin' way! Is this what I think it is? Was I actually transmigrated inside her novel?"

He stood up from the bed sprinting towards the full-body mirror situated at the corner of the room. After looking at his own reflection, he slumped down the floor in utter disbelief.

"WHAT THE ACTUAL F*CK!!! Of all the characters, why him???"

"I know this annoying a** face very well! With his dyed blonde hair, ear piercings, and sapphire-colored eyes! Why do I have to be in the body of this spoiled brat!"

"Why do I have to become NIGEL EINS BRIGHTON! This is a nightmare!"

While wallowing in his sorrow he looked at the mirror once again. "I don't want to admit it but I didn't actually expect this character to be this good looking, more like pretty looking for an actual guy!"

Undoubtedly a walking gay magnet! The closeted gay in him chimed in at the back of his mind.

He already saw the character designs for the story in the author's blog so he should be familiar with everyone's face but reality strikes harder than 2D images.

Deep sigh.

"What a waste! His face is his only saving grace!"

"I can't believe it! That sh*tty a** author actually meant what he said! I'm so screwed!"

While still grieving on his new found reality, he heard loud pounding against his bedroom door followed by a female voice.

"NIGEL! How many times do I have to call your name for you to actually jump out of bed?!"