Historias de Isenkai

I woke up in a freezing lake with no memory. wearing a wedding dress. The first thing I saw was him. A man with a scar face and eyes the color of deep cerulean fire. Despite his frantic desperation to keep me alive, he claimed he doesn't know me. But this world is already at war. The Void empire is sweeping across the lands, bent on domination and ruin, and every step I take feels like I'm being pulled toward something I can't explain-like I don't belong on the sidelines of this story. Like I was meant to be in the middle of the battlefield. And the worst part? My heart already feels like it remembers him.

Every religion has it's paradise, some believe in heaven, some in hell, some in the limbo. However, there is a place above designed for those who created life. For those who designed universes and for those who aimed to create fantasies. This world was called the System arc of Writhers or SAW. Just as regular life, those selected few would be granted the chance to compete in a ranking system. Those who achieve class SS once they end their journey would be granted the real paradise, as they have payed for their sins. When alive Piper was a renown author. She died young, beautiful and alone. Living with the principle of no Mary Sue's, no Marty Stues and no convenient romance, she achieved greatness and popularity with each published book she launched. However, the universe likes to play with people, her mission, give a good plot to bad stories. As who? The one she most despised.