"What happened after that?" Lyle looked at Mr. Delusion's mechanical body, its texture, the cubic box, the electronic-filled mechanical brain, all of which kept telling him it was real.
William Wyran was a future transmigrator.
"..."
"After that, Mr. Delusion probably hasn't thought up the rest of the plot," said the reporter with a chuckle.
"Every time, he immerses himself in his novels as the protagonist. But I must admit, this time, it was his best performance yet."
The iron box on Mr. Delusion's head closed, and he reverted to the silent figure immersed in books and transcriptions.
"A novel?"
"Yes, his first novel, a science fiction one. It's because he always claims to be the protagonist that we jokingly call him Mr. Delusion."
"But his body..."
"That's mechanical props. You can buy those in the mechanical sect of the City of Wandering, though they are quite expensive. It's just a disguise."
"..." Is that really so?