"Hey, you!"
Luara grumbled as she pointed her dainty finger to the skies.
"Yes you. You holding your phone on one hand lying down and trying out this new novel."
"So you're the reason this 'son-of-a-bitch' is creating this crazy world uhn?"
"W-wait, Laura. Y-you shouldn't talk to them like that."
"Why!? What can't I?" Laura's face puffed up like a red balloon.
"T-they provide massage chair, spacecrafts and Magic castles. Please don't make them angry."
Shy Ivory blinked her eyes, timidly stopping Laura from insulting the readers.
"Hehehe. You can sell your souls for money but I won't!"
"Dimensional beasts, fiend gods, angels, demons gods and even creatures I can't even names. As though that's not enough, the author made this world one of the ***** realms, m***** those from the ****** ****** treat us like **********!"
"Eh!? Why is my voice muted?"
Her expression instantly changed as she look to the skies. "F**k you author!"
"I hope your ass be *********** you f***ing piece of undiluted whore****."
"And to you sadistic readers, hehe, you are the main cause of this. Let me say this, I'm coming for you. When Dravin gets strong enough to break through the control of fate, your asses are gonna be next!"
"Hmph!"
With that she staggered away, as she tightly hugged the almost finished bottle of alcohol.
Ivory smiled embarrassedly and looked up timidly. "Please don't be mad at her, she's just too drunk. Uhm, can you support the author by gifting powerstones and golden ticket?"
"If the author is happy, he might give Dravin a good multiplier and good items on the Cosmic lottery machine, thank you."
"Have fun reading!"