The Creator By Writing

'I'm gonna take you faked bitches down in just one shot, watch out,' Ivy spoke thought, putting on a profound look.

Still pointing at the approaching Unicorns, studying and waiting for the right time to strike, Ivy swiped the stick In the air once more. Seth was pushed to a room of giggles.

'What is she doing? Wouldn't she charge towards them?' Seth thought, 'Now I know that using a stick is a bad idea.'

Upon whipping the air with the thick yet fat sick, Ivy rolled it cyclically, making it seem as though she was holding a fan in her hand.

Waves of doubt never stopped flashing into Seth's mind, his silly intellect didn't stop stalking him in the room of doubts and mockery.

'I only have to be observant, one fall from her tiny legs, I'm not going to hesitate to switch off the device.'

At this moment, the forged Unicorns were about seven meters away from Ivy. Judging by her current action, Seth sensed that she was about to do something, something really skillful and dumbfounding.

Ivy stopped the stick roll at a fast pace, and without a second being wasted, she tossed it towards the forged Unicorns.

The stick flew towards the forged Unicorns, one by one, it slammed their skulls mercilessly as it fled consecutively, filling the whole spot with fake Unicorns' blood.

Seth's eyes widened, and his mouth opened involuntarily without being closed even after he had discovered. A single strike?! The heck! Was she this skilled?

Several thoughts flashed into Seth's mind, but he didn't make a move to step out from the device space.

'Did she just do that?' Seth questioned himself, but he knew that the answer to that question was nothing but a "yes".

Seth sat on the iron-made floor of the device space, watching Ivy as though he had just seen a monster. However, Ivy's attention was not on Seth's side at all. She was busy whipping the stick again in the air, trying to repeat the same action without the forged Unicorns approaching.

After some time, she dropped down the thick fat stick and next, she forwarded her glance to the device spot.

"Hey come on here," Ivy called, her smile slightly.

Seth looked at Ivy with a curious countenance, not wanting to approach her, but after remembering that what she did was only a skill technique, he lessened his portion of curiosity and stepped out from the devise space.

'Whatever, you are not as good as the Penn Family's newborn I guess.'

Seth scuffed his hair as he walked down the main training spot. He tried to produce a normal look, but the curiosity that lingered around him never stopped expressing itself.

"How was that?" Ivy asked, wiping the dust off her palms.

"Quite nice, you are a damned Force Fighter you know?" Seth said the left side of his lip curled up.

"Tsk, that's nothing but a normal strike. I can slay ten Unicorns at a time," Ivy said.

"Really? Then why did you attend the Academy when you knew that you were a fighter already? You have just trained at home then," Seth spoke, amazed.

"I came here for one thing, and one thing alone. And that is to capture the fool who created a world with writing. A bad worldbuilding style, tsk," Ivy said.

'Holy... Shit.'

Hearing Ivy's furiously spoken words, Seth felt chills run down his spine. This was something that everyone would have in mind in the Academy, including his parent.

A prophecy was revealed by the Brexton City's High Priest of the God of Gods Temple that someday, Litchnigan was going to live with the influence of an ordinary and unfinished fantasy novel.

However, that was nothing but a falsehood.

Not that it was totally a falsehood, but that it wasn't the actual point. Actually, not only Litchnigan was created by Seth's fantasy novel but the other Natures that exist beyond the actual universe.

Nature-2 and Nature-3. Creating these universes was one of the ideas that flashed into Seth's brain when outlining his worlds and their aspects. The only event that he had seen not to be part of his novel was the Reincarnation, and "capture the Creator by Writing" issues.

Noticing all these, Seth knew that he had dived into big shit!

Trying not to make any suspicious act, Seth maintained his usual look and smiled.

"That's a side mission to me too. I really want to strangle him with my bare hands!" Seth said a fake furiousness act got stimulated from nowhere.

"My dad told me that the Portal Opening's custom changed this decade, the High Priest had given this prophecy that when this happens, the Creator by Writing arrived. He had reincarnated into his own created world. Once that happens, the chaos that will befall Litchnigan will commence," Ivy spoke.

Seth's eyelashes flickered, and his heart kept hitting his chest at a fast pace.

"That fool created Monsters and Demons, deadly niches that no one would ever step their feet on. No mortal would be able to find the other universe even with a death means. He made reincarnation a once-opportuned privilege, and created Personified Gods with the power of his hands."

Ivy sighed and continued.

"Well, that power is no more now... And I'll do anything in my power to get that fool. He must revive Life to its actual state."

Ivy's anger kept getting loftier and loftier, leaving Seth astounded at that moment. Since the news of finding the Creator by Writing had been transpiring, Seth hadn't found someone so desperate to capture him.

Regardless of the fact that he was Ivy's new friend, Seth knew that his condition would be as good as dead if he tried to open up.

Considering these facts, Seth decided to keep hiding it. But he knew that it was not going to last long.

Nothing at all, is hidden under the sun that glistens.

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