#6: Hendrick Lee

"Han-eul? ",

" Yes, you don't need to hide stuff from me, I know everything. ", he said.

" Who are you?", I asked, backing away to the railing.

" Well, Han Eul, I am the God of this world. ", He said.

" The God? "

"Just kidding girl, I am the author of this book.. Isn't it a cool book? ".

" The author? "

"Yea... name is Hendrick Lee, I am chinese-korean raised in the states.....Owww"

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Before he could complete his sentence I knee stabbed him in the abdomen.

"Hey... Are you not Han eul? Why... did yoh... do... that.? " he asked bending down.

"You... Wrote a fine book... but would you mind telling me how you know about me being transmigrated. "

"Yes, I know Han-ah, This book took me a few years and the final twist... no one expected it!!! My book would have hit the top of not for the other guy who plagiarized it. "

I hit him in the shin this time., " Just say how you know me. ", I said folding my hands.

" stop hitting!! It hurts! I am a sensitive person at heart and body. I know it because I accidentally called you here. ", He said.

" Accidentally? Elaborate. ", I said.

" I don't know how people transmigrate, if it's God who does or some crazy dream which I am in, but I came in this novel, one of my many.

I could easily enjoy here as None of my leads were born yet, I enjoyed by using my author skills as a cheat skill and remained oblivious to the plot.... but one day, I got a sort of notification of sorts on my phone which came with me.

It asked me permission to let one girl transmigrate into my other novel, a romance one. But I clicked the other option... ".

" So... you clicked this novel". I asked.

"hehe"

"hehe? "

"I was feeling lonely!! I wanted another person here!! " he ended up crying, which was totally ironic to the way he first acted like a mysterious handsome powerful guy.

"Fine, at least I wasn't a canon fodder. Just stop crying, it makes me want to forgive you. "

*Sniff*, " You're a sweet kid. you were a college student? "

"Yes, You? How old are you? ".

" I was around 20s..."

"was? how many years you spent here anyways...?"

"I guess around a 100?... I lost count. "

"wait wait.... a 100 years??? when did you even leave the world? ".

" I got transmigrated on my 27th birthday, so it was June 21st of 2018."

"2018?... It was 2021 when I left. "

"Really? How was the future though...??? ".

" Please... I don't want to talk about it... it includes a few traumas. "

"ok."

"Though tell me more, what are your powers as author? ", I asked.

" I cant change the flow of book but I can get endless supply of anything I want... basically if I just type it on my phone. ", He said, showing his ancient phone, which had at least a thousand scratches and I am sure the touch is almost ruined.

"You can't change the flow?? ", I asked, trying to not judge his maintenance, and looked at his blonde hair, which was kept in a long ponytail.

" yes, I tried preventing the flow of book but due to some or the other reason it would set back to it's original flow. " He said.

"I think I know it, The father of Elizabeth knew the difference between me and her but something happened and he forgot about it. "

"Hmm.. I must see about it. But I came here for a reason Han-ah, do you know the plot line properly? ", he asked tensed.

" I guess. why? "

"what why!! the trigger for first main event is the knight selection... Dont you know what happens then?!. "

"I get selected as a knight?... no? ".

" You get injured and impaled on a spear for disobeying the order of a noble!!! "

"I get what??? ".

" You didn't read it well? I clearly mentioned it in a line. "

"a line? who mentions stuff like that in a line?"

"Well... I had no time so I just summarized it in a line.. hehe... ".

" Well.. now I have to be impaled.... on a spear!!! Couldn't you think of anything else? ... Why does God even do this to me... I wanted to be in a reverse harem book... not this kind of book.. ", I complained.

" I am sorry.... "

"Look author, -"

"Hendrick."

"Whatever... you must find a way to help me escape or I guarantee you too shall be impaled. ", I threatened him.

"Yes, fine that was the whole point of my visit, I too don't want my favorite characters to die. When I published it, the main complaint was about the characters dropping dead in each chapter... "

"Yea.. It is funny how you realized it after publishing it, ok. Let's discuss it tomorrow. By the way, what role do you play here?. "

" I am Count Gregory, Hendrick Gregory."

"Ohh... the old bachelor famous in the news. "

"well... I am not that old...Good night Han-ah, Let's have a talk tomorrow. ", Saying so, he jumped out the window.

"Yes, good night. "

I went back to my bed, Since I read without interest I skipped quite a lot of lines and I am sure they are worth a lot in the plot.

Tomorrow I must form a plan to escape from the impaling. There's a slight hope that I can change my fate. If the author could create himself as a character though a minor one, it proves the novel overlooks a few things.

If I can get a clear view of the loopholes of the novel, reaching the end might be easy. Maybe after reaching the end, I could go back home and for sure I would never wish to be transmigrated.

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The next day***

I got up quite a lot early as I had a series of scary dreams with the first one being about me being called a witch and tied to a pole being burnt to death, the second was dying in the hands of the villain who found out I was weak and attacked me. The third being that Hendrick was actually the villain who now knows about me and tries to plan something even more evil and crazier.

"Miss you are awake already? ", asked a maid who came in to wake me up.

" yes, just get me a glass of water. ", I said.

" Yes, milady, if you are tired you can rest as the knight selections were post-poned, and Ian is supposed to be at home. "

"oohh... cool then wake me up at lunch time and I don't need breakfast! ", I said getting cozy again

" as you wish milady. "

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In my dream, I was in war, fighting and shouting it was scary but was thrilling, I was smiling as I felt alive.

I soon got up, it must be around 12. I went upto the mirror and looked at it, Elizabeth's fine and elegant face was clearly looking messy.

No matter how hard I tried I couldn't get the same face elegance, I guess it was just her thing...

"I got it!!!! wohoo!!! Eureka!!" I heard a voice suddenly, that it made me flinch and almost freak out.

It was Hendrick.

"What did you get? ", I asked.

" A way for you to not be impaled!! "

Now I never knew words could ever sound so beautiful but the last sentence felt as though angels had come down playing a divine tune with their holy harps and instruments, singing a lullaby.

'a way to not be impaled ' had officially become my favorite sentence.