A series of very unfortunate events

"OH MY GOD, the reader decided to continue our story. U-Um.."

The author clears his throat and resumed to speak to you.

"Finally, the narrator is working again."

I am NOT a machine. A dumb idiotic mistake of a writer. I can't believe you're going against your own words? It's up to the point, where I can't even narrate what's going on. How about if YOU do it instead, or maybe you can actually get to the point of the actual story. Of which it's described RIGHT here.

"Wait, why are you grabbing the synopsis?"

There, the Author. Here is your synopsis. It CLEARLY states. 'The reader gets summoned to another fantasy world to fight the demon king and restore balance.' Balance to what? What balance are you restoring? Author. Suffice to say, it's one horrible synopsis. It doesn't really DRAW the reader's attention. It's very brief and inaccurate. How about you edit it, and it may actually lure more readers to the story. I'm positive that a reader will get engaged if the protagonist is them. But, you're on chapter two, and you haven't started the story. This is a short story remember, YOU chose it. It's better if you chose a novel setting instead because, considering the pace we're going, we're NEVER going to finish it by the number of chapters.

"Oh, well... I didn't think of THAT! I was just trying to get into the story."

Well, Author, you're clearly not getting to the point. Instead, you're pointlessly speaking to the one who is narrating the story for you! Now, if you insist, please get to the point of-

"NO! YOU SHUT UP! I can create my own story, not you. You're just a tool, a being in which, NEVER EXISTS! Ugh, you're giving me a headache. HOW ABOUT, I.. hmmm.. let's see."

You look afraid, as for me and you peered directly at the author. In this state, you think the story will not progress, due to the dumb decisions of the author. But at last, finally, he comes up with the entrance to the plot itself.

"Hmm, let's say a goddess appears right?"

A beautiful long silver-haired goddess forms beside you. Her outfit seems pretty to you, regardless of your gender. The author continued.

"And let's say, she has giant breasts!"

Ummm, yeah alright. The beautiful silver-haired goddess forms a giant bulge near her chests. Her face formed to a bright hue of red. Embarrassed, lost, and afraid, because she has a lack of knowledge of how she arrived here.

"And a big bottom. She falls in love with me, yet she is a powerful being that can manipulate time and space. She's tall and a nineteen-year-old, who wears a school uniform and-"

The beautiful silver-haired goddess latched onto the grey figure and wore a tidy school uniform. You find yourself uncomfortable, not knowing what he is going to next. Afraid, because the author might not even continue to get inside the ACTUAL plot of the story.

"Shut up narrator. Damn you're so annoying. I type, and you speak. That's how all this system works. I made this story for a reason damn it. To get one million views and everything. To become the most popular-"

You decided the author was speaking nonsense. You thought,

'A book, that's going against itself... that's ridiculous? How many problems could this cause?'

The author raised his voice with full content and yells.

"YOU LISTEN HERE, NARRATOR! I make the story, it's my rules and it's my book. NOW if you can please, stop getting in my way, and follow the actual story I planned out."

#$&%*#&$*

LISTEN HERE! IF YOU DON'T PROGRESS THROUGH THIS STORY THIS INSTANT, I WILL MAKE ONE FOR YOU! You're the conflict, you're the problem, not the reader or anyone else. It's YOU, the AUTHOR!

"I wish I can shut you the hell up. Seriously. I am the one who is writing the story, you're not the one who is."

I understand that but come on... the reader is reading this, waiting for the fantasy world to kick in. How about you progress it, and actually get to the plot?

"I said shut up, machine! You're not the Author here, are you? I AM! I can make the reader go on a better adventure than you!"

I chuckled fiercely with pure rage, while you gazed at this horrible mess of a chapter.

"See, you're narrating yourself. That's not supposed to be allowed."

It's called, first-person... Author. Ever heard of that? Anyways, I take your bet. I conclude that I, the narrator of this story, the one who is explaining and doing all the work for you, can create a better story than you.

"We'll see about that, Machine."

@#*% That's it. Reader, this has been going on for too long. We're at 712 words, and this story is going nowhere. There are no decisions for you. I'm taking you AND the author to a fantasy world. In which I'm the antagonist, however, I can create the world, the plot, the characters, and its items in the meantime.

"WAIT! You're taking me?! WITH THEM?! The Reader? Author's shouldn't be close to readers?! That shouldn't even be possible."

Actually, it's what every author should do. Be close to a reader. Now if you must, I will extract your power within you. How about, you become a brown haired teenaged boy, with a moderate appearance, wearing jeans, with not a single sight of power resonating within you, Author. While you, Reader. Have the right to create decisions and pathways that progress upon the story. I have no idea of what gender you should be, so I might as well summon you to the world as a...

"Please don't be anything stupid..."

A dog. A dog, that can manifest powers that have the right to create decisions. Become any gender they imagined to be. But, you will not fall into relationships, and you can never travel without the author.

"Is that even English? The narrator is speaking big words right now."

Silence, Author! Now.. you and the Author's journey unfold, as you... the reader enters the doorway in front of you. Your journey begins...

"Oh, this is going to be such a mess..."

NOW!