I'm a loser that writes for a living.

Now that I'm about to kill myself, I can proudly admit that fact.
I was born a loser and now I'm gonna die a loser

So, with much vigor, I decided to jump off a bridge. But when the moment came I got cold feet and decided to not kill myself.

But I still died.....

Turns out being drunk and standing on a very thin railing was not that safe and the fact that I don't know how to swim wasn't helping.

Mission failed successfully, I suppose.

But what's this?
Why are my arms so tiny?
Why can't I stand up?
I have turned into a baby!

Literally.

WAIT.
Why is this world so strangely familiar?

Isn't this world based on a novel I wrote long ago...

I reincarnated as a baby in my novel's world !??

'' Sigh...''

Fuck this shit, I'm out.

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Deranged Writer's Afterword

I've lived for a long time as both John Sinclair and Adam Creed, 


Along the way, I've learned a lot of things, 


The most important thing I've learned is that whatever happens.....will happen. It may sound confusing but it is what it is. 


So, I've decided to just ignore my Dina problem....at least she won't hurt me now....not until all her memories come back. 


' Forget it...', I thought neatly arranging my clothes in my room. 


I hadn't seen either Lecia or Eric, but I wasn't too worried since they believed my lie and all....maybe I should take up lying as a job...I think I would pretty good at it. 


After finishing up, I go take a quick shower to freshen up. 


" I want an audience with General Kirsi." 


" Hmmmmmmm....can I ask why ?", Laurine Gem asked curiously. 


I've been thinking about visiting the demons for awhile now, I had many questions for them. 


FIVE MONTHS (1)