FlufflyVoid

The day he open his eyes again, he is not Azazel Jones anymore, instead his soul is inside a minor character inside the novel he supported back then.

He died by someone poisoning him, not that he is sad at the fact that he is dead, nobody would even care if he is not breathing anymore. 

The minor character he is in was hated by everyone, even the Author itself killed the character in only few chapters aftee he showed up. 

Azazel pitied the man because he was only blinded by love he felt.Does love at first sight even exist in the first place?
Yes, because Caspian Smythe confirmed that matter. 

Now that he is in the body of the minor love interest, his days are counted by his 10 fingers, as he wanted to live again and changed for the better.

He back out from the plot that was set for the minor character, wanting to avoid the red flags that is coming in his way.

It did work but somehow, he also grab the male lead's attention! 

His suppose rival!

[ THIS BOOK WILL HAVE ANOTHER REPLICA ON THIS ACCOUNT ]

A Character Inside The Novel

"There's no use!We almost spent the five days here and no sign of anything useful at all!" Winter conplained, head banginf onto the brown table, cheeks puffing.


"Stop complaining Winter and stop being lazy and just read.You keep complaining but you only read one book in 2 hours while we here, is already at four books." 


"Still, my eyes hurt!" Winter again complained for thr billionth time.


Ophelia arrived with her carrying books.


"Winter keep complaining about her eyes hurting from reading a mere single book." Adelaide rolled her eyes, her ears are tired from the younger one who keep complaining.


"I didn't find anything here, Winter wanna come with me and help me find some books?" Alfred chair creeked, standing up and offering Winter to come with him.


"Okay!I don't even want to stay here and just let me eat people!" Winter yelled inside the library, no one is allowed to go here after all.They need the Empress permission.


The two left, mistly Winter being noisy didn't stop the remaining people to do their work.Ophelia sat down beside Adelaide, blue eyes gazing at the quiet male far away from them.


Azazel sighed, fingers combing his chesnut hair.Pushing his glasses up to his nose bridge, he close the book and was about to grab another book beside him but found none.


He didn't even noticed that all the books he took finally finished it all up.Nevertheless, he didn't find any specific antidote nor any herbs that can temporarily stop the spreading of the black liquid crawling to their system.


He didn't know what Anastasia used for to create the antidote, he's a really dumb one to never asked that.If he could only turned back the time, he will grab the opportunity to asked her. 


Azazel stood up, pushing the book at the piles of book on top of the long table.


He then turned around, "Did you guys find anything yet?" 


Adelaide shake her head,"No, it's all useless and no specific word of black liquid." 


Azazel nodded, before leaving again to grab another batch of books.Never once glance at the quiet black haired female.


He never even want to cross path with her, she is like a ticking time bomb for him.


He adventure through the countless bookshelves, it almost make him dizzy from too much books, there's alot of books and they can't even know if they can find the antidote within all of this.


It will take them years to even find single clue of it.This time, he went towardsat the very back of the library, as he passed the section of countless books, the farther he get, the messier the place is.


Nobody even wanted to go to this section of the library, seeing all the dust piled up from the shelves, no wonder why his nose started to itch. 


He immediately covered his nose and mouth, making a beeline to every section of the unused part of the library.


Suddenly, while searching for any type of medicine books, he came across from one of the empty shelve, his eyes caught upon one specific book.The only book that is actually using the shelves all by theirself.


"This look interesting." He mumbled to himself, grabbing the black book and flip it to the other side. 


It's just a blank black book, no any titles what so ever.He then use a table cloth to wipe the dust that attached to the book.


He open it gently and the smell of old paper entered his smell. 


It's pretty good smell even though the book is abandoned.Still no letters written at the front page. He again flip to another page and saw something shocking.


Huge letters with blank ink engraved at the brownish paper.


Chapter 120: Unknown Disease (3)