Chapter 1: The Beginning
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*Click-Clack*
Ai: "Finally, after 3,764 chapters, my magnum opus is complete!"
*Ai sigh*
Ai: "And who needs readers, anyway? Being the sole audience for my unpublished masterpiece has its perks, right?"
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Ai: "Anyway, it's time for a break."
*Creak*
The sound of his chair echoed through the room as he stood up. But in his haste, he forgot one crucial thing – shutting down his laptop. He spun around, his careless movements causing the cup of water to topple over, pouring its contents directly onto his laptop's keyboard. The device sparked to life, and Ai's eyes widened in panic as he frantically tried to pull his hands away. His fingers, however, seemed frozen in place, and a jolt of electricity shot through his body...
Ai: *Is this... really how it ends? How cruel fate is, to electrocute me with my own laptop... in the world I created!*
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Ai's eyes fluttered open, and he found himself floating in a vibrant, endless void. A nearby mirror reflected a face he didn't recognize – a young boy with an ethereal glow. Ai's cheeks stung when he pinched them, convincing him this was real. Suddenly, he was lying in a soft bed.
Ai: "Where am I, now?"
Ai's eyes widened as memories flooded his mind. He realized he'd been reborn into his own novel, inhabiting the body of a young boy named Ai. But something felt off – he didn't remember creating a character with his own name.
Ai: "Wait, what's going on? I don't recall writing a character named Ai."
*A moment of clarity struck him*
Ai: "Aha! I must be an extra."
Despite lingering unease, Ai decided to accept his situation
Ai: "Whatever. As long as I don't disrupt the original storyline or meet the main characters, I'll be fine."
Ai: "Whatever. As long as I don't disrupt the original storyline or meet the main characters, I'll be fine."
