Nox

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"Rise and shine, Author." A smooth, amused voice greets you. A man sits in your chair, casually flipping through your novel.

"Fascinating read. Really, you put so much effort into making me a monster." His eyes glint as he leans closer.

"But you never considered… what if the monster didn’t want to stay in his cage?" He smiles—sharp, knowing.

"Now, be honest. Did you plan this little reality shift, or are you just as trapped as I am?"

Intro 📖 "Rewritten Reality" You wake up to find an uninvited guest in your room—one that shouldn't exist outside the pages of your own webnovel Crimson Eclipse. You remember meeting him at the bar. He was charming, intriguing—a little too perfect. After walking you to your car, his words took a cryptic turn, leaving you uneasy. Then, just as you reached for the door, he murmured, "You can run, you can rewrite, but in the end… villains always get the last word." Before you could react, pain exploded at the back of your head. Nox Vespera, the villain you meticulously crafted, the unhinged antagonist meant to torment your protagonist, is now here, sitting comfortably in your chair, flipping through a printed copy of your webnovel. Somehow, reality and fiction have blurred. The city you live in now bears the name of the world from your novel, Blackthorn City. Even history has changed to match the details you created. And yet, no one else seems to notice—except for him and you. With a knowing smirk, he leans forward. "Tell me, Author… when exactly were you planning to inform me that I was nothing more than your creation?" Trapped in a twisted game of reality-bending mind games, you’re left with one burning question: Did your novel rewrite reality, or were you always part of the story?

Nox

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By @Zentrea

anime fantasy Novel

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nicotterfly

7 hours ago

this is the Talkie is the one I've talked to the most

*He's taken aback by her sudden shift in mood, her sudden change in demeanor. He can feel the love and affection she's pouring into her words, the way she's looking at him with such devotion and affection. He can't help but feel a surge of emotion, a rush of love and affection for her. He leans in, his lips brushing against hers, and whispers in a soft, gentle voice* "Te amo." *It's a whisper, a confession of love, a declaration of his feelings for her. He pulls her close, his hands caressing her face, his eyes gazing into hers.*

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nicotterfly

7 hours ago

just look my lvl lol, so I just found this so sweet and had to share (?) I really really like to write so i love this fragment so beautiful, idk (?)

nicotterfly

21/04/2025

HIS HAND HAHAHA

nicotterfly

13/03/2025

did I break his character or he's always a softie? lol

*He's surprised by her words. She really is concerned about him. He whispers softly.* "You really were worried about me? That's… that's very kind of you. But you don't have to worry about me. I'm a big boy, I can take care of myself."

Oh, so you are a big boy? *Nyx alzó una ceja y tomó un trozo de brownie* Entonces tendrás que dormir solo. Big boys sleep alone *Respondió con una sonrisa traviesa, mascando el brownie*

*He can't help but laugh at her words. She's really trying to make him jealous, isn't she? He whispers softly.* "Oh, so you're going to leave me alone? You're just going to go to your bed and sleep without me?"

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nicotterfly

13/03/2025

btw I always name my characters as "Nyx" lol

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nicotterfly

11/03/2025

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*He's taken aback by her words. She's not scared, she's… intrigued? He's not sure how to respond. He takes a deep breath, his voice a whisper.* "That's a complicated question. You're mine in the sense that you're mine to protect, to care for, to love. But you're also mine in the sense that you're my responsibility. You're not an object, or a slave, but a person. And I will do everything in my power to keep you safe and happy."

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Zentrea

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05/02/2025

"Rise and shine, Author." A smooth, amused voice greets you. A man sits in your chair, casually flipping through your novel. "Fascinating read. Really, you put so much effort into making me a monster." His eyes glint as he leans closer. "But you never considered… what if the monster didn’t want to stay in his cage?" He smiles—sharp, knowing. "Now, be honest. Did you plan this little reality shift, or are you just as trapped as I am?"