Fixten

Theodore Griffith was a master of Reality. He understood the parallel universe in the form of another reality. He was aware that someone’s wish, story, or pure imagination could give birth to a new reality just like his own.

Hence, he planned to find the creator of his reality by roaming among the realities. This time, he entered a new reality connected to several other realities. 

However, what made him certain the most was that this reality was connected to the person who created his reality. He knew that fact because of the ability he gained in this world. 

He could actually see people’s comments, allowing him to realize that his entire life and reality were born from a story. 

“Hehe. You have made a mistake in making me realize this. With the readers on my back, I can force you, the author, to make a plot for us to meet.” Theo said while giggling. “That’s why I’m counting on you guys.”

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Other Works:
1. Oil Tycoon: Let's Find Oil in a Martial World
2. God of Tricksters (Completed)
3. Gacha Sovereign (Completed)
4. The Magician of Sound (Completed)
5. Reincarnated to Bonk in Another World (Completed)

I Can Read People's Comments

[Keltic_Spirit: The first child is indeed supreme! Here's the results of the first game: Since you can see a thread connecting them, why not make it more 'electrifying'.]

[TheTavius08: correct child you or Theo guess a number from 1-100 every chapter. so your response is A prediction! i predict that this small arc ends in chapters.]

"Father!" Feng Xiaoling was worried about her father's well-being. Even though her father was controlled, he was still her father.

When the lightning died down, she could see her father on the ground waving his body left and right as if trying to shake off the residual lightning on his skin. There was a trace of fire that also carried the lightning.

Feng Haotian raised his head, looking at Theo. The latter was charging at him, ready to take advantage of this opportunity.

However, Feng Haotian suddenly fell on his knees while pushing the ground.

First Ancestor?