Adwit_ojha

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Mark Eisner is the greatest example of a failure. Unable to get his dream job, he resorts to writing a story, a story close to his heart, a story in which he expressed himself to the fullest. It was the delusional universe he created for himself.
Unable to grasp the attention of readers, his book was deemed a failure as well. 
Heartbroken after suffering his crushing fate, Mark commits suicide, uttering his last words;  proclaiming the end of his story.

But was this the end of his story?
Hell Nah!
He is far from being dead. 

He finds himself, astonishingly, still possessing his consciousness, even though his existence is formless. 
What he then sees is unbelievable. 
The hero he created, the hero "he only" loved, the hero that reflected himself... His own protagonist.
Reincarnated as the system of the hero of his own novel, Mark undergoes an epic journey with his unanticipated creation, helping him throughout, knowing all about his predicaments. There are a few rules to him -
1. RELAY ONLY REQUIRED MESSAGE TO THE PLAYER
2. DROP DESIGNATED REWARDS
3. EXPEL THE PLAYER IF PLAUSIBILITY REACHES LIMITS

But.... Is that all? Does he really thinks events will take place just as he layed them?
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Is he really that Omniscient ? Is he the only one....
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Master Of My Universe: The Author Who Became the Hero's System

The ten figures stood for a fleeting second in a motionless state, before scattering out around Remirg in all the directions, surrounding him from all sides, blocking all of his possible routes of escape.

They were quite about his own height, if not a little less, horns protruding out of their placid skulls, approximately six inches in length, producing a threatening and fierce demeanor.

Though Remirg had resorted to the use of Prana Presence and had not yet seen their faces, he was still feeling the effect of the aura they produced.

Their prana depicted their strength, having consolidated quite more than his when he still possessed it and were showing perfect solid colors. Prana particles didn't stream out of them haphazardly, leave a few of the stray ones.

The Unreligious Temple {Part - 4}