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

"Beldathiel!" Hera hurriedly walked toward her while the rest of them were looking at her walk across the hall.


On her way to approach Beldathiel, she smelled something foul. It wasn't a pungent smell, sour, or bitter. It was more like the smell that everyone would hate to smell, and it almost triggered her vengeful side. She didn't know who produced that foul smell, but it was one of them.


"Stop it, Devi. The smell is so foul that I have to hold myself from turning into a complete form," Glasya said as she glanced at Deviatris who was concocting a solution in a vial. She was hiding behind Nephilim since Nephilim had big wings so nobody would notice what she was doing.


Deviatris stopped moving and everyone turned around because they felt the same way as Glasya. She then drank the solution she was messing around with, and it seemed that nothing had happened to her.


Chapter 388: Plan to conquer.