Yrythaela

This young man in his early life as a teenager is considered to be a talent born once every century. A modern Shakespeare. Highly regarded by thousands of people all around the globe with his tear-jerking creations of love story that will make men and women cry. 

In short, a genius.

But everyone knew of his true nature. Despite being awarded countless awards as one of the best romance author in the whole world, he's... clueless. Everything about love.

His cold demeanor and a stone cold face shows no signs of attractions or feelings to anyone. He doesn't feel any attraction to anyone. 

Now, he enters the first years of his high school life. Several interesting characters entered his life in which fate clearly planned to.

Will he be able to feel the feelings of the character he writes in his novels or will he just be the same old, cold and heartless, 'Void Writer'?

AUTHOR'S NOTE: As much as I'd like to reference real books in the real world in this story, I'm afraid that I cannot since there's copyrights and licensing protecting those things. And I'm not going to risk it. So that's why most of the books in this story will be made up by me.

The Void Writer

"How... how will I face him now..?" Ashton nearly reverted everything back to where everything was and left the room. He looked at the documents and hesitated before leaving the room. "Yeah... they need to know this."

He opened up Verza's laptop and then scanned the documents to the laptop and sent it all to his email. He then cleared the history and turned off everything before leaving the room. "I don't care if you hate me after this friend, but I guess, I just don't want them badmouthing you without knowing the full truth."

"Sir." Akatash reported. "We've pinpointed his location. SCREEN!" A soldier in the command room then brought up a large map on the giant screen with a flickering red dot and a bunch of information on the box that was on the side. IP Address and what type of device was made along with the coordinates on the side.

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