1 Prologue
When he raised his sword and put off his helmet ( sallet ) as the one who deserve for the success, a handsome face of a king who is to reform the authority appeared. As soon as his movement, a thousand of red war flags were flew up the sky by the soldiers. Then, the war-cry from them came out loudly in unison. The war had ended. It was finally ended.
After looking at the dead bodies beneath his legs, he looked up the orange-red coloured sky. His golden hair were flew swiftly as the breeze flew through. From now on, he was going to establish the fair authority for this country.
THE END
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Comment 1 : What…what… what kind of
ending is that ?!
Where is the female lead?!
Where is the village girl?!
Comment 2 : Where are the princess
who helped him gone?!
Comment 3 : If so, let him marry with
the young wizard is a good
ending, too.
Comment 4 : Hey, hey, fujoshi are not
allowed here. This is a
harem novel, you know?
Shuu…shuu, go back to your
home.
Comment 5 : What's the matter if we
ship them ?! It's our right ,
OK ? What, you don't even
have someone to ship you
like that, right ?
Comment 6 : You … you !
" Aren't you cold … ? "
A man asked as he hug a young man who weared only a white shirt, sitting infront of the computer screen with one leg on his chair, and leaning his head on his kneel.
"Of course not … "
Even the young man did not look back and answered him casually as his looks were stick on that screen, the man softly kiss the young man's neck.
" itchy … "
When he shrink back as he wanna avoid that kiss, the man slightly laugh.
" I admit that I have to give up the space in your mind when compared to that novels, Swey."
The young man look back the man who had said these surrendered words and then he make a sign to come near with his fingers. When the other's lips come near, he turn aroun his scoivel chair to face him. And then the two pairs of lips begin to stick deeper and deeper.
" Don't you go home … ?"
After the heavy kisses, the young man turn back to his computer screen again and asked. The man showed the face of letting a child as bad as he want. Although their kisses are hot and exiting enough to do some naughty perfomances next, that boy is now expelling him from his apartment.
" Ah, the rumors that Ni Swey doesn't let his partners to sleep in his own apartment is really true… ."
A young man who named Ni Swey turn around again and smile softly to the man.
" Ko Htet, you also have to go to your work tomorrow, right ? A model need to be energetic. Otherwise, you may get troubles at your tomorrow's photoshoot… "
The man said " You, Swey…" in a sighing voice and after getting another goodbye kiss, has to left the condo apartment.
Ni Swey, his creations are even metaphored as the golden creations amongst the 20th century writers by the readers. His writing abilities are especially his unique thinking styles and innovative story lines.
In addition to them, loads of characters with high-intelligence, and deceptive, tricky, and doubled-faced characters are added into his novels. Even the readers know his bothersome habits in writing, they can't stop reading because of the story plots that aren't easy to predict and different types of characters that can attract them.
That writer, Ni Swey, always change the plot in a surprising way as a ploy to his readers. Although he's not doing it deliberately, but even not killing his own characters is a kind of blessing plot for him, so there is no hope for the romantic plots in his novels.
The protagonists in his novels were always oppressed, got constraints, and even some of his novels are ended like "living poorly ever after".But apart from these, the story lines and backgrounds are written from a special, unique vision and so the readers just have to ignore his tricky manners and read these novels.
The one thing that his readers don't know is that his mind was empty of emotion apart he was writing about additions, feelings, and dreams. To be exact, he is some kind like with Alexithymia.
That's why, whenever Ni Swey heard someone saids his creations were schmaltz, he laugh out loud. Schmaltz… although his creations couldn't be considered as the highest rank, they can absolutely made people get lots of emotions from them.
Comment --- : His another Schmaltz.
After he had read the last comment on the computer screen, he shut down it and go directly to his bed. He lay down on his bed emotionlessly which had been messed up by some mature playings of two adult men and then he laugh out faintly.
" Schmaltz… "
Then, he close his eyes, breath in and out deliberately and fall into a sound sleep.
=====Schmaltz=====
Who would ever know whether the worlds created by the writers come alive in the unknown universe ?
Character 1 : That's too much !
Character 23 : Of course , brother…
Character 14 : Sis, are you a character
who got killed in the
novel, right?
Character 23 : Yes…
Character xx : Ugh, I hate him so much
that I'm gonna explode!
Character yy : Hey, the last character is
coming here.
Character last : … … …
Character yy : You'll be the last one until
he write the new novel.
Character 14 : He made us to get in a
hardship just to have a
moving plot for his
readers!
Character 1 : Hey, if you say so, I was
even killed in my
own novel !
Character 23 : So sad for you, brother. Is
there anyone who can
give him lessons ?
Character yy : Who can be? He is the
creator of us.
Unknown : I'll grant your wish.
Characters : !!!
Unknown : I'm a trickster, a god who like
to mess up with humans. As
your wish seems interesting, I
can grant it for you…
Characters : How you gonna do that ?
Trickster : I can send the last character
to him and he'll tell the
message instead of you,
alright ?
Character last : Me ?
Trickster : Others, agree ?
Characters : Yes !
Character last : … … …
Trickster : Just remember, as you're a
part of data, when the chip on
your neck that represents
your life is broken you'll
automatically transported
back to this world. Be careful
of it. Now, wish you goodluck
when you meet with your
creator, Vincent.
Characters : Goodluck, Vincent.
Vincent : … … …
