When Frozen Milk woke up, the dawn of the sunlight hit him, dying everything in red. For a second, he panicked but then found himself lying in something soft. He looked up and immediately all the blood in his body rushed to his head and poured out of his nose.
Currently, his long time virgin dream came true. He was laying in the lap of his holy beauty! What better way to wake up than like this?
"You're awake? Don't move," her cold voice and piercing gaze was soothing to Frozen Milk's internal wounds and pain.
"What... am I doing in your lap?" he was as straight forward as always.
"Your whole body was in pain, I was simply healing you, messenger of the Lord. But you should already know this."
"Yes, yes," Frozen Milk mumbled.
He completely forgot! Of course, as the captain of the holy knights she's been blessed with holy powers. She was able to heal and used her immense power as a swordsman.
The holy knights were the only fighting force of the water side while on the nature side, those barbarians as described by the water people, relied on their brute powers to fight and were called 'the King's soldiers'.
Suddenly, Frozen Milk shot up, his protagonist! Yesterday he was talking to him and-
"Back," Holbe pushed him with her palm on his forehead back onto her lap. He only now realised his surroundings.
He was on an airship. All around him was one long window with several benches. The middle of the airship was empty or taken up by some small stations offering refreshment.
Frozen Milk could only briefly recall what has happened.
"Your disciples are fine, they are waiting somewhere else. I told them in order to heal you I'd need private space, I hope you don't mind, messenger of the Lord."
Frozen Milk nodded and waited for her to continue. The golden sunlight hit her hair and illuminated her like a saint. Her long eyelashes graced her cheeks as she looked at him. He truly has never seen a more beautiful and heavenly being than her and it was he who created her.
"We're currently on our way to the nature side. Your disciples knocked in the middle of the night asking to leave. The mayor gave us an airship solely for us. What happened, messenger of the Lord?"
"I'm not sure, it was dangerous to stay, that's all I know," Frozen Milk also wanted answers. His system currently didn't respond to anything.
"I understand. I trust your judgement, messenger of the Lord."
Then for a while it was just completely silent. He looked out of the window. He couldn't recall much what has happened but he knew that something that wasn't supposed to exist has been born and it threatened to tear down his whole book.
"Shall I call for your disciple, mess-"
"Please don't call me that."
"Then what shall I address you as?"
"Frozen Milk, just Frozen Milk," he gave her an exhausted smile.
"Frozen Milk... I understand, would you like to see them? They were worried about you."
He only nodded and saw out of his eye corners how Holbe left.
"System? System?"
No response.
He buried his face in his hands. This overwhelming feeling didn't want to leave him, it clouded his mind, flowed through his veins, entered his bloodstream to circle continuously in his body. He could still vibrantly feel the pain and fear curse around.
"Father, you look better," Glimpse Water sat next to him, "don't get the wrong idea though! I wasn't that worried about you, understood? But... I'm glad you better."
Glimpse Water scratched the back of his head and truly resembled a bratty youth who experienced his first love. Frozen Milk could always only sigh as a reaction.
Then he met eyes with Prota. Prota's eyes widened and he turned around.
Frozen Milk didn't know what was wrong with Prota and he wasn't able to properly talk to him. They had to quickly clear up any misunderstandings.
"By the way mess- Frozen Milk-"
"Father, since were you so clo-"
"What do you plan to do once you're in the nature side? It is surely not to barge into their territory to find the king."
Frozen Milk shuddered at the thought of his first meeting with the villain. The villain's father was the king but since the king, like obviously in all good stories, fell ill, the villain who was the so-called crown prince, stood atop of the nature side.
Yet, why the fuck was he casually walking around in a jungle trying to kill Frozen Milk?
Because Frozen Milk had that stupid agenda to show his badass and OP character off without even thinking about his character background and plot holes!
"Well, we have to at least get an audience."
"And you think he will magically agree to stop the long feud with the other side?"
Damn Holbe! Since when were you such a logical and cynical character huh? When the protagonist wanted to unify the world, you had no problems or plot holes to point out! You just wagged your tail and ate his protagonist aura out of his ass! Fuck, can't you give me the benefit of doubt too???
Frozen Milk himself knew everything, his whole plan sounded stupid and simple.
As if something like this would work but you see Holbe! You see I'm the fucking author! And if I say it works, it'll fucking work!
Because you see, you and all the other characters, this whole fucking plot was written stupidly easy to conquer! No obstacle is much for the protagonist! Of course, if it's as easy as it would be to crack a nut, it would be easy to crack this whole world into a whole one! Ok? Damn it, play by the script!
"Of course not," Frozen Milk appeared as his composed and dignified self.
"Of course not," he repeated as if to convince himself more than anyone else not to chew up this plot and puke it into a non-recyclable bin! This story wasn't worth to be recycled!
No matter how many drafts, it'd always stay trash. What was trash was trash, screw the someone might find meaning in something everyone else deemed as trash! Screw it!
Everyone looked at him for him to justify his words.
"We'll beat it into him," after the long-anticipated wait, Frozen Milk hit them with this load of crap.
"W-What do you mean?" Glimpse Water was shocked as if Frozen Milk was a maniac.
What the fuck are you shocked for? You fucking know how the fucking damn story goes! For fuck's sake! They were written by your damn hands too!
"Host, please buy a dictionary and refresh your vocabulary. 'Fuck' and 'damn' can't be host's only swear words."
"Don't you dare come at me like this after you fucking and damn disappeared. Fuck, damn! Damned fuck! Fucked damned damn fuck!"
Frozen Milk calmed down again, "Glimpse Water, I think we need to talk."
"F-Father, isn't it too early for it yet?" Glimpse Water acted all abashed and embarrassed.
FUCK!
Frozen Milk wanted to throw Glimpse Water off the airship, stab him 100 times with the holy sword and scatter his remains across the world!
Stay in your fucking character setting! What the fuck are you acting all coy for and get people to misunderstand about the situation? Do you really believe I'd lay my hands on you? Do you have such a twisted and perverted mind? Let this old man rinse your brain with holy water! Yknow what, I should just replace your bloody screwed up brain with holy water!
He rubbed his temples, "Glimpse Water, shut up. I've no idea what's going on in your mind," and how he knew, "but it's not that. You should know how we're going to get the villain to help us."
"Ohh! That's true," Glimpse Water grinned as if a lightbulb just went on.
Stay in your damn character! Stop acting OOC! Stop trying to make us be the comedic relief that's not even funny!
"I see, you both seem to always know about something I don't," Prota spoke up after not having said anything for a long time, "always having secrets with each other, must be great."
"And how it is, ain't it making you jealous?" Glimpse Water smirked.
Frozen Milk wanted to slap, slap, slap! He could become a slap master, excel at slapping!
Stop rubbing salt into the wounds! The protagonist is sulking even more!
Prota wasn't exactly sulking. He just blankly looked at Frozen Milk who glared at Glimpse Water and was disappointed and hurt. They seemed to be closer than him and Frozen Milk were. Frozen Milk always focused all of his attention on Glimpse Water.
Prota walked away.
"Wait, where are you going?" Frozen Milk wanted to ease things between them.
"You two wanted some alone time, right? Holbe you should leave them alone too. They don't like to be disturbed, especially Frozen Milk would prefer if others leave him alone," with that Prota and Holbe left Frozen Milk and Glimpse Water alone.
Frozen Milk's eyes widened. His protagonist, he didn't recognise anymore. Where did the bright, naïve child go? All that was left were just empty and cold words of a person who didn't even look at him.
"Father! Father! What did you want to talk about?"
"Ah, right," he had to focus on the plot first, "you should know how the story goes."
Glimpse Water nodded.
"It's a fairly simple story. We meet the villain, get beaten up by him, train until we can overwhelm him and BAM peace achieved."
He was happy to be able to discuss the plot with someone else than his non-responsive system. He had to hold all those feelings inside of him and silently suffer but he now had the chance to talk with Glimpse Water about it, finally.
"Yeah, this was how the book supposed to go but I ain't wanna get hurt."
Brat, I'll beat the pain into you!
"But will the story sail smoothly?"
"What do you mean?" he was surprised at how serious Glimpse Water could be.
"The voice in my head-"
"You fucking know well it's the damn system!"
"Oh ok, the system told me your system detected some form of unknown danger that wasn't supposed to exist. My system wasn't able to detect it at all and had no idea. It's sulking in my head being inferior, it's quite annoying."
"I'm also worried I think maybe because we both transmigrated, we have triggered something?"
"Did father's system say anything?"
He shook his head, "my system refuses to tell me anything."
"It's best to be careful from now on. The plot's going to be messed up."
He was really too surprised at Glimpse Water's current behaviour, he was someone Frozen Milk could properly talk to without breaking into any insulting or dishonest comments.
"Let's hope for the best now."