Avey POV
“If Im being hated by Lucian…I don’t deserve to exist in this world.”
Her voice was barely a whisper, lost to the night’s chill.A sad broken smile tugged at her lips as tears blurred her vision.
The wind caressed her cheeks like a farewell, cold and indifferent.
And then without hesitation she stepped off the balcony.
The world tilted. Gravity seized her body, pulling her into the abyss below.The air rushed past her ears, the ground racing to meet her. Her heart pounded with the weight of her decision, her mind sinking into numb acceptance.
The seconds stretched into eternity.
“Fighting fate is…so painful,”she thought, eyes fluttering shut.
“I thought I could fight it.”
She braced herself for the inevitable impact. For the cold, hard kiss of death.
But then
A sudden, searing blue light burst into existence below her.
Avey’s eyes snapped open.
A glowing, circular portal shimmered just a few meters above the ground. Its center swirled like liquid sapphire, pulsating with an otherworldly energy. The light bathed the surroundings in an ethereal glow, casting dancing shadows on the walls of the manor.
“What…what is that?”
Her mind scrambled to make sense of the impossible sight.
“Am I hallucinating?Maybe I really am losing it right before dying.”
She closed her eyes, surrendering herself once more.
But instead of the bone-shattering impact she expected…
She passed through the glowing circle
No pain. No sound. Just a fleeting sensation of warmth as her body vanished into the portal.
The night vanished.
The next moment
Her eyelids fluttered open.
The harsh sting of death never came.
Instead, she found herself hovering mid air. Suspended. Weightless.
Her chest tightened in confusion.
“What the…?”
She looked down and saw polished wooden floorboards beneath her dangling feet.
Not the concrete driveway of her family’s manor. Not the cold, unforgiving ground she had leaped toward.
But smooth, ancient-looking wood.
Her eyes darted around.
Books. Endless rows of towering bookshelves stretched into darkness, their spines glimmering faintly in the dim light.
The air smelled faintly of parchment and aged leather. It felt…timeless.
“Where am I?”
Her breath quickened as panic clawed its way back into her chest.The unfamiliarity of the place, the impossible circumstancesit all began to suffocate her.
Fear crept in like a shadow, cold and relentless.
Until
“Hello, Avey Starline.”
A voice.
Soft. Gentle.Ethereal.
The moment the words reached her ears, the fear melted away like ice under sunlight.
Avey froze, her heart skipping a beat.
The voice wasn’t just beautiful it was transcendent like music, like warmth after a winter storm.
The anxiety vanished from her chest.The weight of years of guilt, regret, and heartbreak lifted as if an invisible hand had peeled it away.
The tension she’d lived with since childhood, the burden of unspoken words and unshed tears all of it dissolved in an instant.
Her shoulders loosened. Her breathing steadied. Her mind cleared, as though she’d inhaled the purest air after drowning for too long.
For the first time in what felt like forever, she felt… light.
Avey turned her head toward the source of the voice, heart pounding with curiosity and unease.
The moment her gaze landed on the figure sitting a few meters away, she froze.
Seated behind an elegant wooden desk was a woman of otherworldly beauty.
Her features were so flawless that Avey couldn’t even begin to compare her to anyone she’d ever seen. It wasn’t the typical beauty of models or celebrities it was something ethereal, almost divine. The woman’s long, silken hair cascaded over her shoulders like a waterfall of midnight silk.
A pair of sleek, thin-framed glasses perched delicately on her nose, giving her an air of wisdom and authority.
Her eyes, however, were the most captivating. They glimmered with a strange, timeless understanding, like she could see through Avey’s very soul.
But what truly caught Avey attention wasn’t the woman.
It was the creature standing atop the desk beside her.
It was small perhaps two or three feet tall, with chubby limbs and round, inquisitive eyes.
The creature resembled a penguin but wore a ridiculously adorable shark costume complete with a dorsal fin and tiny, toothy hood framing its face.
“Wait…is that a child?”
Avey squinted.
The creature blinked, tilting its head at her, its eyes soft and gentle.
No…there was something off about it. Its eyes held an age-old intelligence far beyond what a child should possess.
That look wise and profoundly knowing stirred something deep within her.
It wasn’t just a cute, costumed kid.
It knew her.
Or at least it looked at her as though it did.
Avey heart skipped a beat.
“Why do I feel…close to it?”she thought, confusion swirling in her chest.
The warmth, the strange sense of familiarity it didn’t make sense.
Before she could dwell on it further, the woman sitting behind the desk smiled softly and spoke.
“Hello, Avey.”
The voice was the same as before calming and rich, like the melody of an ancient lullaby.
“Let me introduce myself.”The woman adjusted her glasses with a single graceful movement. “I am LazyDiablo. The Author.”
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Avey blinked.
“The Author?”
Her lips parted slightly, confusion deepening.
The woman chuckled lightly, as if she could read her thoughts.
“Yes, I know… it sounds strange, doesn’t it?”she said, voice tinged with amusement.”Meeting me like this. You floating around midair like a lost leaf, and me… well.”
Avey hesitated, her body still suspended in the air.
“It’s a bit sudden, I know,”the woman continued, tapping a polished nail against the desk.”But I couldn’t let what you were trying to do… happen.”
A pang of embarrassment shot through Avey’s chest.
She lowered her eyes, shame crawling up her throat.
The woman eyes softened.
Sighhh women sighed hard looking at avey like that
Only she knows what she have done just now…She just broke another rule… just for what?
She doesn’t even know why she did it herself…maybe well
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