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(Tw: contents will focus on the dark genre, exploring disturbing topics)

Every author loves their story.

Sure, you may get tired of writing it after quite a while, but even so; it was a novel you enjoyed writing before, no?

The words you put consideration to, the effort you did research overnight.

The thrill to have a reader, the thought of someone enjoyed your work.

All of it was something you used to cherish, but you may end up forgetting the joy over small things one day as you move on.

Everyone loves their work.

But some forget they did.

The Author's Playground

On the other side...

The ghoul lunged, its elongated claws slicing through the air.

Lucian ducked in time, his breath visible in the cold mist that radiated from his sword. He then twisted his body, slamming his shoulder into the creature's ribs, sending it staggering backward.

Victoria leaped into the fray. The wind swirled around her hands, and with a flick of her fingers, a burst of compressed air shot forward, hammering the ghoul's chest and sending it skidding across the dirt.

It recovered unnaturally fast, vaulting forward on all fours like a beast.

Lucian barely had time to react before it launched upon him. He raised his sword to parry, but the ghoul kicked off the blade mid-air and slammed its knee into his chest.

Victoria shot forward, spinning as she dropped low.

Betrayal (3)