The Villain Series No. 1
Due to Zero almost wiping out the fictional dimension, Fictosa's system malfunctioned. It has failed to distinguish the boundary between two dimensions and allowed the villains from the most grossing and award-winning books...
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A DEEP groan let out from his mouth as he slowly got up from his mud-colored bed. The black veil covering his face prevented him from clearly seeing the system's purple hologram in front of him. But it didn't matter. He was used to it already. He had lived his life wearing the veil as an indication that he was part of the Widow Tribe.
And he preferred it because this was how his author wrote him.
"Open the Dump," utos niya sa system bago tumayo at nagtungo sa salamin ng kaniyang kuwarto. Dahan-dahan siyang naglakad sa bahay niyang bawat apak ay sumasayaw. Lumulubog ang kaniyang paa dahil sa malambot na mga materyales. Ang kaniyang mga sinulid ang naging dahilan kung bakit ganito ang estruktura.
This was his Personal Setting--a customized home the system made based from his character.
Napatigil siya sa paglalakad dahil sa impormasyong nakaungkat sa system. Ang dump ay mga mensahe at komento na nakukuha ng mga karakter mula sa kanilang mambabasa at manunulat. At nais niyang magdabog dahil wala na naman siyang panibagong natanggap na mensahe sa mula kaniyang manunulat.
"Where are you, my wordy Noa?" He pouted while thinking of his author.
Dalawang taon na ang lumipas matapos hindi na nagparamdam ang kaniyang manunulat. Matapos itong mangako sa mga mambabasa at sa kaniya na magkakaroon ng pangalawang libro ang Odds of Tribes na nakapokus sa kaniyang perspektibo, hindi na ulit pa ito nagparamdam.
She had abandoned him without telling him why.
[Would you like to open the Reader Dump?]
Adamas ignored the system and looked at his reflection in the oval-shaped mirror. He watched his body as he removed the black corset encircled tightly around his waist.
He sighed. "Yeah, sure."
[Opening the Reader Dump. Comments and thoughts will be shown in a few seconds.]
