Re:write The Authors Transmigration
Reborn Flames, a writer, who's known for his shitty novel, ‘The world of trials’, found himself stuck in his prologue. Not a writer’s block. Actual stuck as in real life stuck in his novel. Everything seem to go well yesterday, he was offered an adaptation for his novel, and a big interview was arranged by his company. But when he opened his eyes, he awaken to see a white room, and he mistakes reality for some sort of dream
Reunited
[System: The Forgotten Sage has descended to gaze upon his avatar]
[Good morning Sage, you were a little late but the little girl was here]
[Which one?]
[The yellow-haired one, you know the first girl]
[Might this be the reason why he's running outside of his own house? He looks like he's trying to find something]
The deity arrives to see his avatar deploying a dozen or so copies of himself. He deployed them to examine his surrounding areas, for any kind of signs that'll lead him to a clue
"I'm doing a little investigation before the mini-quest officially starts. You could say I've been doing this for the last two hours, seeing that I didn't have any results. It seems to be the case, my theory that is... The Gm's are getting more and more crafty, it looks like they had it with my speed runs,"
[Someone's spying on you]