Iqfauli

Everyone must have a few regrets in their lives, and for Mykel regret was publishing this novel on the internet. Because of this failed novel he wrote, made his career down the hill as an author. Thanks to this novel, he lost his passion and he lost everything that he had.

"I wish I can destroy this novel so that nobody will be able to see it or remember it anymore," Mykel said.

That was what he wished for, and for some reason, he went inside that novel of his and as himself in the story that didn't suppose to exist?

Mykel smirked and grinned as he looked at the system.

[You are the creator of this world, you will have the access to the command system. You are free to do anything as long as it is listed in the command system]
[Please enjoy and have fun]

"Heh, then I will turn this world upside down," Mykel said as he glared at the notification in front of him.


Here is my discord server if you want to join
https://discord.gg/2cChJMQztC

Destroying My Own Novel

Mykel sat down and poured himself a glass of wine, he looked at everyone who was enjoying the feast in the restaurant. It was funny for him to look at them munching all the food even though there was barely any spots left in their mouth.


"So, how was it? The twelfth floor?" Mykel asked with his legs crossed and arm rested on the chair.


Agnez cleared her throat while putting the knife and fork on the table. "It was harder than the eleventh floor, but it wasn't really a problem at all for us since we dealt with all the demons on the second day," she said as she wiped her lips. "The problem was there was a side quest and we had to free the people that the demons captured. They used them as slaves, or more like a sex slave," she continued.


"It was horrible, boss," Gunnar said as he kept putting food in his mouth. "They breed them like chicken, they-" before he could finish his sentence, Jeanne threw a pea at him.


Chapter 82: The vision.