A man late in his twenties was sitting on a sofa deep in thought. His mind was full of fantasy that he read about. All around him was a room with expensive furniture and items. Still it was obvious that the man was not taking care of himself as all kind of trash was scattered around the flour.
This was Raine, who was a rather well off person who have continued his family buisness of alcohol and was swimming in so much money that he don't know what to do with it.
It wasn't that he has everything and there was nothing left to buy, it was just that Raine has different personality then most people of his line of work.
He was not interested in living with all this shiney stuff that was around him, nor was he interested in status or the image he have to maintain as the young master of his household.
When life gives you everything then it also means that it doesn't have anything else left to give you. Except for emptyness.
Life is a struggle. Struggle to improve your condition constantly, but when this struggle is gone then there's only emptyness left. Things have value if you don't have them but once you possess them they feel no different then your average water bottle which is as useful as a million dollar car.
That is why Raine who is constantly looking for something worthwhile to do, is struggling with all kind of fantasy stories inside his mind that he picked in his boredome.
"Man! These fantasy books make it look so easy, everyone is getting hit by a truck and boom! you are in your favourite novel world. They are making it so common that even I wanna get hit by a truck."
But Raine wasn't that naive to play with his life in front of a truck for some fantacy story that was only written for entertainment. But he also wasn't giving up the idea of getting transferred to another world as this was the only thing that was keeping his motivated to go on in life.
If he could get Isekaied then he could again find things to chase after. He would struggle like some protagonist to get stronger and there will be constant danger of dying.
That kind of thing was Raine chasing after, as he ran his mind wildly to find a way.
"I get it." He shot up from his seat and started to rumble to himself, his eyes totally unfocused as if seeing something invisible.
"If some of these characters can break forth wall and talk to audiance then why can't auther take them one step ahead and make them influence the auther himself!"
'Like if I were to write that my character pull the auther who wrote him to his world then won't I get there?'
"Nah! It shouldn't be that simple. The story have to follow the world setting and pulling auther from different reality with no reason isn't something that would fit in any story."
'And who's gonna write what happens next if the auther himself get pulled into that world, won't that world just fall apart if there's no one to continue the story?'
"Ahh! This is confusing but this is a good idea. I just need to work on it and find some loophole to use this trick to transfer myself to a fantacy world."
So started Raine experiments to find a way to getting Isekaied. Sometimes he became auther himself, sometimes he hire someone to write that auther got Isekaied and sometimes he just bought an original work and make the auther edit it to his desire.
As it turn out, one of his experiments actually worked. It was an already existing story that have good power scale as different reality and gods were a thing there. He made auther first write as to break the forth wall then suddenly that guy just got sucked in some random hole that appeared out of thin air.
Raine became afraid for a second seeing this, but then he turn excited.
"This is it. I finally found it. I found a way."
He move and read the line written by the auther who was pulled inside that black hole type thing. It was some kind of ritual he was making his characters perform.
"So that's how you do it! I hope you survive in your own story, Mr. writer. Now it's my turn to choose a world and go there to rock! Hahaahaaaahhahha"
He picked up his phone and open the webnovel app, searching for a proper world, soon he was greeted by a potrait of a man wearing a black demonic looking mask with three horns.
"Oh! How could I forget, Guiltythree! I'm gonna invite myself to your world, hope you don't mind. hahahaahahhahhahaaa!"