The beginning of the journey
In the dark silent room;
The computer screen was the only source of light. The sound of ‘Tap’, ‘Tap’, ‘Tap’, of the keyboard, along with the cynical laugh and a cute but full of malice voice, could be heard very clearly in the silent room.
“ Han Mei Ling, you should just die. Why are you wasting your breath on this beautiful earth? Even if it’s a n*********d. So what! See, you are a princess. But you are clueless about it.
You carry the Phoenix’s energy, in your veins. The most powerful energy of this World. Yet you are a useless hag. You carry the cultivation system in you. But, you don’t even know about its existence. Just why on the Earth are you even alive? Just die. You literally don’t deserve to live, at this rate.
You can’t even treat the poisonous scar on your face, despite being the daughter of a doctor. Just what on the Earth are you dragging this base life of yours. Han Mei Ling, just die already.”
[ Wait. Wait. Wait.
I forgot to introduce the plot and myself.
Hello everyone, I am the author, who is currently deadly busy in creating a masterpiece. So that I could become rich, while earning money till my death. That’s the main aim of my life.
Secondary aim is to show this girl that if she wants, then she can even defy the heavens.
Oh! Talking about which, please don’t take the author's curses way too seriously.
As the author is a little pissed with her MC for being a crybaby, useless, ugly hag, despite being just eighteen years old. So, another night will pass like this. Author cursing her MC to death.
Hehe. Jokes apart. Hope, you all will enjoy the story the author has to present.]
While a cute little girl was busy cursing the MC of her new novel to death, suddenly the lights flash from the window. Bringing the raindrops along with it .
“Another Typhoon.” The author mumbled. Ah!! That's your author for you , when she gets immersed in her work, then she forgets everything. Just like she forgot about the weather forecast of ‘this typhoon’, as well as she forgot to shut the windows or to pull the curtains up.
And as expected, the area near the window started getting drenched by the rain water. Making the author sigh heavily. Then, she stopped her work. Switched on the lights. Stood up from her chair and went to close the window.
After shutting the window and pulling up the curtains. She then cleaned the floor. After which, she remembered, she forgot to save the drafts and if the electricity ran out, then she would be doomed.
So, she ran towards her computer, in hope to save the drafts, which she has to present to her editor tomorrow. Sigh. Luckily, the Holy Mother still cares about her. Phew.
She clicked on the save option and before, she could confirm the saving of the drafts.
‘Pak’. The electricity ran off. “Damn. You bloody stupid electricity. Do you even know what you did? How dare you? Just why don’t you die? Go accompany my MC to death. Couldn't you just wait for a minute? I would have saved the drafts. Damn my hundred pages worth of story. Aish. Han Mei Ling. Are you happy now? You should really die a miserable death. I, your creator, will make sure of that.
Tang Long Fei. You just wait. I will give you a hundred harems. My crown prince, you aren’t just any ordinary duke. And you definitely don't deserve this Han Mei Ling.
And you damn electricity. Be happy that I can’t control you, or else, I would have made your life worse than death. Just like I made Han Mei Ling’s.” The author’s cursing just continued. As if she would rather tear apart the electricity and her MC, any passing moment.
After cursing to her heart’s content, the author finally calmed down. She prepares a cup of instant noodles. Polish the entire cup. Then fall asleep.
She was feeling the emptiness again. The loss of losing a hundred pages. Aish. It was her blood, sweat and tears. Yet, just within a blink it’s gone. Gone.
And after struggling for a very long time. She finally fell asleep.
~~
In the middle of night;
The author felt something strange in her room. She woke up from her sleep, within a minute. She stared here and there and was shocked to see her computer screen flashing brightly. Disturbing her sleep.
She thought the electricity might have come in, at some time. So, she decided to shut her computer off. While her cursing started again. Aiye. Her hundred pages. It was a huge loss for her.
But the moment she stared at the screen. She felt like floating on cloud nine. Her Story. Her hundred pages. Oh! They are there. They are saved. Oh!!! She wasn’t doomed. She survived. Her pages and the content in them was saved.
Ah!!! What a relief. She started scrolling down, and the more she scrolled, the more confused she got. Hundred pages. Two hundred pages. Five hundred pages. O-One th-thousand pages.
Damn it!!! Was she night dreaming? Didn’t she wake up fully yet? How come? She remembers fully, she has just finished a hundred pages. Then those thousand pages. Was it her hallucination?
Did she get traumatized by the loss of the pages? The more she thought, the more she felt like it must be her dream. That this must have taken a huge toll on her.
But damn. The number of pages just kept increasing. What’s more, the story, its plot, its cliffhangers, the troubles, the way MC and ML dealt with those troubles were being typed automatically. In front of her. Without the use of either her finger or her brain.
And that too in the lightning speed.
Finally, after hundred of thousands of pages.
‘ And after fighting with the entire World; Han Mei Ling couldn’t take it any longer. She couldn’t bear to live with her sworn enemy, her husband.
So, in the middle of night, she used her ‘Fire Sword’ and slit the throat of Tang Long Fei. Tang Long Fei, The male lead, who fights the hell, earth and heavens with her, stares at her with blood lust filled eyes.
The killing intent was clearly visible in his eyes. The person, for whom he fought with the entire World. She killed him. She slit his throat. The almighty deity, who was undefeatable, got defeated by her.
“ Why?” He asked, struggling in his last breaths.
“ Because, I hate you.” She replied, in a shouting, angry voice.
And then, before Han Mei Ling could react, the sword splashed through her front to her back. She was still stunned. Meanwhile, the blood started spurting out.
“ Why?” She asked , when the pain became unbearable, bringing her to her senses.
“ Because, I love you.” He replied, in the weakest voice of his.
While counting his last breaths, he fixed his eyes on her beautiful face.
Everyone called her ugly. But for him, she was the most beautiful woman of this World. Everyone called her useless. But for him she was his one and only, the best match . She was his equal. She was his.
She just stares at the person, not being able to spout a word out. She wanted to avenge the years of humiliation she has been through. She wanted to avenge everything she has been through.
But, what did she get in the end, the thing she feared the most, death.
And in the end, the two legends died just like that.
~~ The End~~
Author, who definitely had taken the passenger seat in this story, couldn’t help but stare at the last scene again and again.
Fine Even if she hates her MC. She wasn’t planning to give the sad ending to this story. So, she decided to delete this part, only to her dismay, she wasn’t even able to touch the single word.
Author thought her old computer got hanged again. But, come on, it was her story, she was the creator of this fictional world and these characters. So, it’s her choice and right to change their fate. After all, she is the follower of happy endings.
Then, how could she give her readers this sad ending. She wanted to try again and again. Completely unknown to the fact, the light enveloping her was increasing every passing moment.
And when, not even a trace of darkness left in the room. She fainted away.
