A man inside his Apartment was constantly writing and deleting chapters from his own novel again and again. He was thinking how to fix his mistake.
Liam Evan heart was his name he was born into a normal family and had normal parents. His grades were also good, but he was a social outcast. From that time, he relied on reading novels, watching fantasy movies and all.
He could talk with his classmates about them, but he likes to read hidden novels. One day he started writing his own novel. His first novel named "Nyxborn-The Forgotten Ethereum" was not a hit but was a good novel.
Soon he decided to become an author. His parents were not against him, but they said they wouldn't take responsibility either.
He started to live alone wrote some novels, But he began to fall. His novels were getting worse and worse. He had been isolating himself and had sleeping issues. Then suddenly the thing he loved to do became something he hate now.
Now he was looking someone who has not slept in a while-it has been days since he last slept
The light from his cracked laptop which he broke in frustration, was a gift given to him by his parents.
His face was tired, his hair was uneven lengths and split ends, like he saw a nightmare in his Deams. His face was scared no traits, he was too unkempt to be clean, scares were in his face.
His fingers hover keyboard.
Title: Paradox Script
Genre: ???
Status: Unpublished
Chapters:00
Synopsis: ???
"Why should i keep doing this "he muttered," I can't do this anymore"
He had already written this story ten times but the readers didn't liked this they hated the endings of the novel. Dead ends. Characters he hated. Characters that hated him. Plot holes so wide they threaten to endless loop.
He was so tired now he exhaled and hit" Save as Draft", he leaned back from his table. Then suddenly the laptop went blank. The lights in his apartment were gone ,No fan hum and No fridge whirring behind him. "The power must have gone out" he said as. He couldn't pay the landlord did he just cut off his power then.
He thought that it would come back but suddenly he couldn't move his body. And his laptop was open.
He saw at laptop text
"You shouldn't have written us, Liam"
Liam was terrified chills ran down his spine and he said "What is happening ", He thought it was a prank, but it wasn't
In the next moment someone came from screen and grabbed him from his neck. He couldn't see the figure due to the darkness. He was struggling and then he was taken inside the screen.
Countless thoughts ran on his mind he was travelling through a black hole as he was sucked inside. He was so frightened that he wet his paints. He felt like an eternity as he was kept falling into the abyss of darkness.
Then he opened his eyes. He was in an unknown place were. He plummeted past paragraphs, through lines of broken story logic and fragmented plot webs. The very structure of grammar bent around him—commas drifted like stars; quotation marks snapped like claws. He saw a sword made of ellipses. A door built from footnotes.
He was slammed into the ground of an unknown yet familiar place where he saw everything was dark the moon looked like a crimson hell. The buildings were not there but instead a dark forest and Darkness everywhere. He was terrified then he remembered certain lines and he thought and spoke
"This must be my punishment" he said
As he looked a figure was approaching him from the darkness.